Scary Cars Novels & Stories

All of them radiated that same energy—lethal, quiet, and completely unbothered by my existence. Until they weren’t. Zane drove into the garage. Not a garage, really. A damn showroom. Twelve high-end cars behind enchanted glass, each one shimmering faintly with warding sigils. Black Mercedes, of course. But also vintage beauties and something that looked like it could outrun time itself. I swallowed. “Come out,” Zane said as stepped out of the car. I noticed Lucien also packing. I followed him, my heartbeat loud in my ears.

I screamed while tears are streaming down my face. “Now, they can not take you away from me,” Tiara smirked at me and caressed my cheeks where she slapped me earlier. “You will not get hurt if you just follow me,” she said and started the engine. But as soon as we moved, another bumped into us. The impact was so hard. I am not wearing my seat belts so my head bumped into the dashboard.

It was a pretty lonely road so it had me a little worried. What happened next was one of the scariest things ever. This strange obsidian black Range Rover, just bumped into us from nowhere, almost taking us off the road but for the driver's swift hold to the wheels. I screamed, grabbing on to anything I could find while protectively placing my palm over my belly. Our driver brought the car to a screeching halt. He got down to argue with whoever drove the car behind us. Mama and I let out horrified screams when the strange dude knocked the driver unconscious and started walking towards us menacingly.

In the garage there was a Bugatti Veyron super sport, Lamborghini Gallardo Rx Spyder, Porsche, Koenigsegg Agera R and the SSC Ultimate Aero- the second fastest car in the world. When we entered I pulled a chair and demanded Alec to sit. At the moment, I felt murderous. The urge to torture Alec in such a compromising situation was really starting to take over my thoughts. I smiled evilly at my thoughts. "W-why is she smiling like that?" Alec asked in fright, scooting away from me and looking frantically between Kyle and I. Kyle gave me a confused look and Alec gulped. “Okay son tell me what you know.” I said to Alec.

If her eyes were as if they would fall off her socket balls then, this is way out of description as she stares back at the man in utmost disbelief... can't life be any good to her!?... " seems like you can't get your ass off my path" his baritone voice vibrates sending shivers down her spine. He turns to his car and touches the damaged spot, the calm look on his face was now replaced with something she couldn't describe and the one normal temperature was now chilling causing her to shiver involuntarily. How can a human being be this scary? she doesn't understand what is going on as she found herself going down on her knees...Among all of his cars, this one is his favorite that just explains

Then after a couple seconds, “What—” She shook her head in disbelif. Two cars sat under soft white lights in the private underground drive, wrapped in black silk like they were couture gowns waiting to be unveiled. Sleek. Aggressive. Perfect. One was midnight-black, the other pearl-white, both unmistakably rare. Her mouth fell open. “No,” she whispered. “No. No, no, no—” Then she screamed. The sound wasn’t polite or quiet. She spun in a full circle, hands flying to her face, then to her hair, then to my chest. “Christof—ARE YOU INSANE?”

Someone in the crowd recognized the person stepping out of the lead vehicle and gasped. “How on earth is this nightmare here…” The person stopped in front of me, her voice ice-cold. “Which car did you want smashed?”

At the moment of impact their heads were both out of the driver's side windows when they cracked together, leaving the unmarked cars to roll gently to a halt 200 yards apart. I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!

Flashback Monte Rio, CA A black car drove through a desolate road. On the right and left are full of dense and lush forest trees. Inside the car, Anne, sitting next to Jack, is feeling anxious. Jack who was driving the car glanced at Anne who was squeezing the hem of her dress. "It's okay, everything will be fine." Jack tried to calm Anne down, as if he knew what was going through her mind. "I'm scared," she said hesitantly.

How to align the car. I breathe out and trust whatever muscle memory hasn’t been swallowed by sickness and silence. The SUV creeps forward, the side mirror dangerously close to the car beside it. A sharp screech follows. Metal against metal. I wince, closing my eyes for a second. When I look, there’s a long scrape down the side of the other car. It's sleek. Black. Shiny. The kind of car that probably has a name and its own fan page. Definitely not the kind that deserves a hit from a Pack SUV.