Scary Candyman Novels & Stories

Referring to the tattoed man, Adrian read his record, "Registered sex offender and drug trafficking. It is clear in your file that you are afraid of slithery things." "Fuck you, Adrian King!" Ted Escobar screamed as Ross and another one of Clint's men brought him to his glass coffin. After chaining him up, they threw in different kinds of snakes. There were small and big ones, and they also came in various colors. "To add some spice to your bed, let's add some scorpions, too," Adrian instructed, and Chandler threw in a box of scorpions before closing Ted's coffin. Next was a man named Jack Manson. Adrian said, "Well, good news, Mr. Manson. You don't have any fears!"

They all fell on their knees without a word. Scoffing, he dipped his palms into his pant pockets. “Scar!” A man dressed in complete black stepped forward from behind, “Yes Boss.” “Lock them up. Make sure none get even a drop of water until my son is found.” “Yes Boss.” Scar turned his gaze to the six kneeling men and immediately, they got on their feet and followed him without a struggle. Lauren carefully parked the bike in its designated corner with a sigh. She was done with her last job for the day—home delivery.

Candy rolled her eyes as she let out a sigh, pushing her hair out of her way. “That’s not any better.” Candy said through gritted teeth. She could feel the heat of his body through her thin t-shirt, making her wolf want to roll over and submit to this man. No, not a man. Stolas was a demon. She could smell, taste it in the air. Taste on her tongue as he leaned closer to her. “What would you like me to call you?” He asked, his warm breath fanning across her lips and Candy closed her eyes, inhaling him in like he was a drug. His heady scent making her feel dizzy and intoxicated.

After only a few minutes, a series of creepy sounds resounded. I heard a heart attack after a series of growls from the mutant men, followed by Candy's shrill screams. My body trembled; I ignored Candy's earlier warning and rushed out. Relying on the strong smell of blood, I followed it to Candy's place. Tears welled in my eyes, and I will never forget that scene in my life. Candy lay on the ground, her tiny body torn apart by that evil thing. She could only helplessly endure his madness.

I commanded, standing up just as the man reached our table with a grin that told me he was every bit as depraved as his emails suggested. "Dante? You look even more like a hard-ass in person than you do on the encrypted boards, man, and I have to say, the pictures you sent of your stepdaughter didn't do justice to how much of a little deviant she looks in the flesh," Jax said, extending a hand that felt like a vice when I took it. "It’s a pleasure, Jax, and this must be Candy. I’ve heard quite a bit about her appetite for being handled in public," I replied, turning my gaze to the woman at his side who was currently staring Roxie down with a predatory sort of hunger.

He promised. “You guys are not going to get away with this! There are people out there who will be looking for me. They’re going to find me— and we’ll see who’ll be having the last laugh.” I threw at him.“What did I tell you about talking to her?” That same voice from earlier on boomed, invoking fear in the eyes of Creepy Guy. That was probably the boss.The voice approached. He was a very scary looking guy. Real buff, very tall, tanned, his whole body was covered in ink. In another life, I would have probably acknowledged his attractiveness, but not when he had me all tied up and at his mercy. “Get lost.” He barked at Creepy Guy, the idiot quickly disappearing into the darkness at the comman