Scariest Pictures Novels & Stories

She thought, already wracked with fear as she remembered the horror movies she had usually with her sister or friends at midnight where the persons in the pictures or paintings in a house, move unexpectedly. She took off her eyes from the painting and gazed around the sitting room, hoping and half believing, but also in the same minute, cancelling the hope and belief, of seeing something out of the ordinary like an ugly looking ghost, or the phanthom she had encountered in the forest. She didn't want to see either of those things. She might faint out of shock and fear. She looked back at the picture, and shouted, falling to the ground the next second, as she saw that the woman in the paintin

I thought at first that it was an hallucination. Untill I closed my eyes, went to rinse it and took another look at those Walls, looking at it again (OH MY GOSH!!!). It was damn scary, seeing on a rock, sculpture of a mother breastfeeding her child, the baby was moving her body as she was comfortable with the was her mother carried her, the baby shifted her body for her mother to make a rectification of her posture. As the mother tried to do so, she looked to the right side which will make us to have eye contact. The moment they try to have eye contact with us is the most scary part of it. I regret seeing all these things in my life.

I say to her before turning towards the end of the hallway, alerted. The noise seem to have died down, fear begins to run down my spine as I thought of what could have gone wrong. Behold, I encounter the most scariest thing I've ever seen. A familiar girl begin sucked by some horrible looking human, as soon as I points the torch at the cannibal, it truns to me. My heart drops as i recognize the face, Rex.

She leans in close and sniffs me, her long tangled grey hair tickling my nose. Hearing a demented laugh explode from her, I inwardly cringe while she raises her head and peers at me with the scariest eyes I have ever seen. When they look at me, it's as if I am peering into a deep red abyss, so terrifying that I could only ever imagine it in my worst of nightmares. Her face is grotesque and when she laughs again, I see two teeth. Those two teeth though, look razor sharp like fangs.

Carlene said. "Cockroaches are definitely scarier. Look, I'm developing goosebumps just talking about it," April said baring her arms and they moved closer to confirm. "Wow, you are a scaredy cat. I mean I get that I hate spiders but I'm not afraid of them to the point of developing goosebumps," Carlene said teasingly. "Oh my God! It's a spider!" April exclaimed, scrambling up in a rush, the others doing the same. Carlene was paralyzed in the position she sat in. She shut her eyes and let out a ear-deafening scream.

I’m quite firm in my voice, although I can’t help but scoff lightheartedly as Harper yields and tosses the insect out the window. When she turns back to me, I see that she’s holding onto a couple of pictures. Recognizing that I have noticed them, she mumbles, “If you have nightmares, I think these might be useful!” She starts sticking the pictures on the wall adjacent to where I'm sleeping. My eyes focus on one. It’s clearly a drawing, a figure with three eyes, whose half-purple, and has octopus tentacles for a face. A bad premonition stirs in my heart…

Then, at that moment, a scream escapes from the depths of my throat as I cower and, millisecond after the fact, a grouping of images begins to streak before my eyes. I see the fear specialists killing Belasko , the main product that Angel and Sasha looked at in the copyist's night, and a group of ravens advancing from inside his chest; Sassa in her room, totally terrified and trying to close her ceiling window before a hand yanks the seat she's on; I see fear specialists appearing in Dark Potland and passing by the Angels ' vehicle while they're stuck in trouble; each of the young people who grabbed and transformed in their exams, the aggravation and anguish they needed to go through and in

Sophie asked curiously as they walked along the shoreline. "No, not really. They're kinda boring. Well except for the ones you see at zoo. There's a reason they call them the scariest creatures on Earth. Because they scare people and they're dangerous. They could end you just by staring at you. And the fact that they eat fish doesn't surprise me either. It's actually a pretty normal thing for fish to eat. I think that they're basically omnivores." Max explained. "They are also the scariest creatures because they are very territorial and won't hesitate to attack you if you threaten to take food away from their territory." Max finished.

They emerge from a hole in the ground, a dark and menacing opening that seems to be the very gate to the underworld. The Drider, an equally terrifying entity, accompanies them. Its appearance is a grotesque blend of spider and humanoid, with a body covered in dark hair and long, sharp legs that creak with every movement. Its eyes, a bloody red, reflect pure malice and an insatiable thirst for power. Together, Drider and the Skinning of the mind are the embodiment of horror, a sight that could chill the bravest of souls to the bone.

It was carved into the shape of a smiling Bhramuth, and the warmth of her skin lingered on it. Now, without the pendant, Charlotte finally saw her colleagues, who had been there all along. "We have plenty of employees here. From now on, you'll be working with them," I told her. I clapped my hands happily as I watched terror spread across her face. "What is happening? What are these things?" Charlotte screamed. The workshop was crowded with ghosts. At that moment, they were all sizing her up. They looked disturbing—headless men, women with missing limbs, and even malformed infants. No one could witness such a sight and remain unshaken.