Scariest Story Novels & Stories

she said. Mommy read me my favorite story, “The Cinderella Luna,” and she kissed me goodnight. I felt so lucky to have her as my mommy! I couldn’t stop thinking about the scary man, I needed to know why he watched me all the time. Did he want to drink my blood? Did he want to make me like him? No! No, my parents would never let that happen. He was often in the big office across the hall, but my parents would keep the doors closed so I wouldn’t have to see him. For some reason I felt like I needed to talk to him, I needed to see if he was really as scary as my mind was telling me.

“Horror. Ikaw ba naman may kasamang sleepwalker na tumatawa na parang mangkukulam gabi-gabi.” Kinurot siya ni Porsche sa tagiliran na siya namang paghagalpak niya ng tawa. “Pero seriously, horror talaga. Kasi… I mean.” Tumikhim si Blue samantalang naghihintay ng kasunod na sasabihin niya ang dalaga. “Love is scary. Especially no’ng moment na malalaman mong hindi ka mahal ng mahal mo. Nakakatakot kaya ‘yon. Pero… for me…di bale nang takutin mo ako araw-araw, My Sadako, ok lang. Para sa ‘kin mas nakakatakot ang mawala ka sa piling ko.” Naramdaman ni Blue na humigpit ang yakap ng dalaga sa kanya at mas lalo nitong isinubsob ang mukha sa kanyang dibdib. “Sa mga karaniwang ending ng pelikula, ano

I smile hoping if I repeat that Asher and all of those men that were fighting to keep us safe would deal with those people, none of us would need to worry. “But how do we not worry?” Another asks me standing up and walking into the middle of the room, all of them still in their pyjamas, this telling me they all must have been tucked up in bed when all of this started. “There are many things we can do to stop the scared feelings, I know a story that my mummy told me when I was younger to stop me worrying about monsters, would you like me to tell you it too?” I ask looking at all of them which did peak their interests, a few begin to walk over and sit in front of me to listen, after a little w

His voice quivered as he described the brutal scene that unfolded before his eyes, the man transforming into a monstrous being, his humanity slipping away as easily as a snake shedding its skin. The revelation sent a shiver down my spine, a feeling of dread settling in my gut. I shared a glance with Aiden, his expression mirroring my own. This was no ordinary murder. This was something far more sinister, a creature of the night leaving a trail of death in its wake. The old man's tale ended with the stranger disappearing into thin air as if he had never existed. A chill ran down my spine at the thought. It was as if we were chasing a ghost, a phantom that could vanish without leaving a trace.

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.

She was like a relic stuck in the past and I treasured the short time I had with her. At the time of her only visit, I was a little monster of a kid of five years. To put me in my place or pacify me, she told me stories about scary creatures and beasts that inhabited their village and one such creature was a manananggal. That was the one that stuck with me and the one that I could never forget. She explained to me what it was:

, Clinton chipped in with a crazy chuckle. “Wow! Bring it on, I love scary stories. My favorites movies are horror movies”, Enola said with certain level of boldness. The guys were already challenged because they can’t object at that moment owing to the one fact that a girl was already bold. They wouldn’t want to be the weak ones. “Please don’t make it too scary…. I want to sleep well this night”, Ella warned. With her warning, it was obvious that everyone of them wanted to hear the story, no matter how scary it looked.

Laura I'm not easily agitated. Scary movies never made me jump back in high school. My friends never managed to startle me. I can't even remember being afraid of the dark, and I wasn't the slightest unnerved by tales of monsters and ghosts. But I'm terrified now. My pulse is drumming against my neck, and I shake as I lift my chin to face the most enormous creature I've ever seen. The legends said the Lycans were giants, but really?

Madison let out a little shriek, then laughed nervously. "Well," she said shakily, "that was terrifying. Thanks for the nightmares I'm going to have tonight." "Seriously," Veronica agreed, though she was smiling. "That was the scariest story I've ever heard. And you're telling me it actually happened? Here?" "History, not story," Alaric corrected. "It's documented and you also saw the blade. It all happened exactly as we've told it." I felt like I was going to pass out.

Guests screamed at the horrific sight and scattered, chaos erupting everywhere. Bahira’s body sprouted black, sharp bristles. Huge, hairy limbs began to burst out of her—like a spider’s, but tipped with metal points. With each emerging leg, there was a horrifying creak and a thunderous удар as it slammed deep into the ground, tearing the earth apart. Her body rapidly deformed and reshaped.