Scariest Stories Novels & Stories

"I couldn't remember any dream at all." Janu had a disappointed look. But why! Does she know? I panicked at the thought of her knowing about my censored dream. "Waste fellow" Surprisingly, Akash didn't dig it deep. Next Janu has to ask Akash. "Truth or dare" "Truth" "Name three things that scare you the most" He smiled widely. "Complete darkness, Dogs and lizards" "How dare you tell dogs are the scariest thing? You monkey! They are the cutest creatures in the world."

. Like👍 before reading please. . 💔Hidden Scars💔 (Pain within😭) . . ✏Written By: _____Authoress Kamara✍_____ . . 😍Episode 23😍 . . 🌹Natasha🌹 "I should stop? Nat, when will you stop being so afraid of him? I know what he's doing to you but why won't you talk". He yells at me. "That asshole of a stepbrother is just using your fear against you by doing those horrible things".

asked one of them. “I have some back in the room. It’s for the sleepover.” replied the other. “I’m so excited!” “Me too! I can’t wait for the Bloody Mary! I will be the one to try it out first!” “Oh my gee! Are we going to read some creepypasta stories for the scary parts?” “Yes! And I heard Nympha will also tell us some true supernatural stories when she was still in the Philippines!”

Linx (500 years old male vampire) Dexter (380 years old male vampire) and Tessa (400 years old female vampire) We were all teleported to the new world, the age of humans beings, We landed at New York, inside someone's plantation, at night, a girl was coming with lights and some farm tools, maybe wanted to harvest something, I sighted her meters away due to my vampire sights, before she could approach us we quickly shape shifted to the form which she took (human form), when she got close to us she heard us humming "Hello!! Is anyone there? Jessica said frightened, we all came out in human form to confront her, before she could scream I quickly compelled her " Do not scream, take us to your ho

“IT’S JUST I HAD a different book in mind when ink spilled on this one, plus what’s left to do in a finished book?” They, of course, ignored me Completely probably deciding if I would not explain, they were just going to proceed. One of the three waved their hand above the inky darkness we were standing on, and instantly a book on a pedestal was in front of them on the floor. It showed off my title, ‘1001 Dark Tales’. I instantly held my breath, hoping they didn’t realize what that meant. But if they had, they said nothing. Instead, they just started flipping through the pages of the book, looking for which store to choose.

Before there were doors between worlds, there were stories. They whispered from hearth to hearth and ship to ship— of wolves that ran like midnight wind, of foxes with nine tails and nine more tricks beyond that, of fae who looked like carved moonlight and smiled like knives. Humans loved those stories—as long as they stayed in books and bedtime. The moment a story breathed, the moment a pair of eyes glinted from a tree line or a shadow stepped out of the corner of a room, humans did what humans do best when they’re afraid.

She was currently alone because her auntie slept with her relatives. Anyone would feel scared with the way the curtain flies in the air when the wind isn't that strong, but not Lisa. She isn't easily scared. She doesn't care even if their neighbors shared some stories about a ghost lurking around the town. Nothing fazes her anymore after having her heart broken.

"We just have to be quiet." It was impossible. The sensation of being inside her, the risk of being caught, the desperate need to be quiet while every nerve ending screamed—it was the most intensely erotic experience of his life. Sienna's hand covered his mouth as she moved faster, her breathing becoming shallow, and when she came, she bit his palm to keep from crying out. Marcus followed seconds later, pulling her down to his chest as he released, his face buried in her neck to muffle any sound. They stayed like that for a long moment, breathing hard, completely terrified that they'd been caught. But there was no knock on the door, no indication that Ava had heard anything. They straightene

Ten years later.. VERONICA My grandma does tell me stories, stories about werewolves, while I listen with all I've got. She has told and retold the same story to me, and all I keep wondering is when the little goddess will finally be born, or, at the very least, if it were to come true, when someone will rescue us from the shackles of fear. Every day we wake up knowing full well that we could be preyed on before the day ends, yet there is nothing we could ever do.

Anyway, he kept saying that there are horrible creatures that lurk in the darkness here… While growing up he told me the story of the time when he was ten years old, his dog ran out of his family home—this townhome, the home I’m just about my home until my dad gets out of jail and the social worker says I can go back. He goes on and says that he watched his dog die that night being eaten alive by a wolf-like humanoid that he himself barely made it back home to safety. Then there were these stories of the locals being blood-sucking vampires and all the BS surrounding that subject. Oh and the witches of the forest and the great lake—supposedly they lure pregnant women to their deaths and drown