Scary Articles Novels & Stories

The headline was bold, stark and utterly devastating: “SAGE, A BASKETBALL PLAYER, CAUGHT SLEEPING WITH THEIR COACH, ANDREW.” My heart stopped. The words were a huge blow, a fresh wave of shock that left me gasping for air. The article was a malicious fabrication, a twisted version of the truth, but the details were damning. It spoke of a secret affair, of favoritism, of a scandalous relationship between a student and her coach. I felt a surge of panic, of utter terror. This wasn't just a personal heartbreak; this was my reputation, my future, my entire life, being torn to shreds.

He was lying face down, and face up, all at once. I live in that house now. I am the village "fixer." And every night, I listen to the scratching beneath the floorboards. I don't fear the ones that crawl. I fear the ones that wait. Because now I know that the most terrifying thing in the world isn't death—it’s a corpse that refuses to close its eyes.

"Emily, what's wrong?" The girl pointed to the news on TV and said: "There's something scary on TV, I'm scared." Phoebe curiously went out to have a look. On TV is the news that has been replayed since the morning about Vampires suddenly going mad and attacking people without purpose, they are like zombies without brains that can't control their actions, Then there are the bloody scenes that are really terrible.

Libia, heiress to Musso Textiles, had been kidnapped. … Everything was dark; they had placed some kind of bag over her head. She was terrified. Her body was trembling, and her underwear was wet because she had peed herself out of fear. Her mouth was gagged, and in her mind, she feared that at any moment, the man who had kidnapped her could emerge from the shadows, kill her, and no one would ever know, since she hadn't given her exact location to anyone she knew. She had only mentioned her trip to Brazil briefly to one of her friends.

Wasn’t exactly what I was looking for though, but something is better than nothing and to be honest, anything about him would capture my interest. It was a whole list of articles, some were good but most were not. I looked through the headings… ‘THE STERMYER MAFIA STRIKES’, ‘THE MAFIA OF STERMYER BEHIND RECENT CONSPIRACIES’, ‘THE STERMYER TYCOON’, ‘THE HUNTER’S PREY’ and the list went on…

They habour more and greater rage. Seems his rage with every passing second heightens. How in the world do I escape and get off his bondage?. Shivering, I slowly and gradually stare up his face. They're reddened and blaze more. Equally red as a human blood. I gasp then return my gaze to the floor. This really is bad. This is fucking bad. Am really, really, really done. No f**king two ways about it. How can one be highly cute but this scary?.

Maybe I’m just overthinking things. Austin was anxious and worried because of his subconscious fear of that place. He was frightened, scared to recall his days there alongside the suffering and torment he experienced. Therefore, when he read ancient medical books, scary images of his bodily changes, pain, and terrifying scars on his granduncle’s body would always fill his mind. These things made Austin tremble with fear and terror, causing him to become timid and subconsciously seek to escape or compromise. However, Lily, a 6-month pregnant woman, could face it bravely while Austin almost collapsed and gave up—the thought of that humiliated him.

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.

Isabella replied instead and Chris bobbed his head in agreement. Their mums stared at them for a while before they left. "I know we want to help baby but just like our mums said I've been feeling scared within me since we brought that lady in. It feels like she wants to harm me...us." "It's genuine for you to feel scared my addiction due to all we've suffered but not everyone is evil and wants to harm us. Let's just wait till she wakes up" Chris replied. "If you say so, baby. I wanna freshen up. Are you coming?"

Her mouth gaped as she stared at the muscular wall clothed in a once immaculate white shirt that now had streaks of purple unwanted designs. “I…” The words got struck in her throat as the air became more dangerous by the minute. She couldn’t even look up to see the face of this fearsome monster that reminded her of the blood-sucking humans in ‘vampire diaries’. Her entire body quivered. Her legs were jittery and unable to move. She just stood there transfixed with a quivering body. After what seemed like eternity, someone pulled her roughly to the side where she stood still unable to get a grip of herself.