Scary Frog Novels & Stories

Wow… did I unlock a new ability? “Just like an ordinary frog, black mud in color. They are not that big, maybe even smaller than your palm? But they had these scary red eyes that stood out on the top of their head. Their face is bigger than their body and looks very wrinkled, just like an old witch…” I frowned while listening to what he said while continuing to pay attention to the ground around where I was standing. I didn’t see anything suspicious around here. So, I think it’s safe.

The warning left her mouth while she was still crossing the room. By the time she stepped outside, it was already too late. Tobey was crouched beside the tiny creature, carefully stroking its back. "Tobey." She gently pulled him away. "That's not a frog. It's a toad." He laughed. The distinction clearly meant nothing to him. "It's so colourful." Alicia glanced down at the creature. Bright colours were never a reassuring sign in nature. "That usually means it's poisonous." His eyes widened immediately.

He had discarded his boots and because his hands were no longer on his toes, I could see them, he had three toes on one leg and seven on the other leg. I gasped in horror and retreated father into the wall but I had not seen the frogs that had been behind me in a puddle of water. I sat in the water and immediately jumped out. I was scared now. I had not been braced for all the horror I was seeing and it made no sense that I should suffer that much. I felt weak in the knees and again, Lazer looked genuinely amused. "Don't be a dick now, Lady. Sit still and have no fear."

"Fucking Frog and his obsession with Tricksy. When is he going to learn that Orangelo has no idea where his mortal is?" "Wait? He doesn't?" Tarsi sounded genuinely surprised. "But if he doesn't know, then no one does. That's awful, how will Frog ever find him? Will my candidate get the knowledge as he comes into power, do you think? I can't imagine losing you to all time and eternity. I feel bad for Frog. Yeah, he's a dick but I still feel bad."

“It goes like this. The scorpion was on his way back from a relative’s burial when he got to a river and realized that the log of wood he’d used in crossing previously, had been washed away by the rushing tide of the river. He stood in place, hopeless for several hours with no way to cross, before a frog finally passed by. Immediately, he started begging the frog to carry him across, but the frog refused with all manner of excuses. First, he said he wasn’t a strong swimmer and wouldn’t be able to carry the scorpion across. When the scorpion continued begging, the frog said he was in a hurry and the extra weight would slow him down. But the scorpion begged harder. He cried while promising all

She was the fucking cement. I clapped my hands as Alex turned around to face me. I picked up a little frog out of the box to my left before showing it to her while I cooed to her, encouraging her to come back to me. When she finally made it over to me, I placed the frog in front of her, and she reached out with a shaky hand, tumbling to the ground as soon as her hand left it. Fur sprouted on her arms as she started screaming. I couldn’t help the smile that immediately lifted my lips as I glanced at Alek, who had a tear in his eye.

A frog? My gaze moved over the floor, searching for anything that was out of order—until I saw the creature that had Emily hysterical, and I broke down in laughter. Is she serious right now? A little green lizard was sitting on her sponge in the center of the shower, soaked to the bone. It looked even more misunderstood and afraid of Emily than she was of it. "It's not funny!" Emily yelled angrily. "So the big bad warrior is scared of a teeny tiny lizard," Ghost yapped, rolling his eyes amused. "That's a first!"

"Four legs!" Charlotte giggled, shaking her head at my dramatic reaction. Across the table, Liam shook his head in amusement. "Are you really afraid of frogs, Abby?" I glared at him. "I am not afraid of frogs." "You screamed your lungs out when you saw one in the garden once," he noted smoothly. I stared at him. "When?" "When we were kids." "That doesn't count!" "You climbed onto a metal folding chair." "I was protecting my life!" "From a tiny green toad?"

"I am sure I have warned you of showing respect." ‘Enough!’ My wolf growled, and the growl slipped through my own lips this time, causing my Dad’s head to snap to look at me. 'He should not talk to you this way!' My wolf now whimpered within my mind, seemingly sensing my fear. “What the fuck?” He roared. “Are you getting brave little girl?” “Dad stop!” Leo was across the room in an instant, and I stood against the kitchen unit now, my whole body trembling with fear, as my father’s eyes were darker than I thought I had ever seen them before. This was a mess.

“We’d snatch them up by the edge of the lake and hide them in the garage. Thank God we were smart enough to put them in water or the poor things would’ve all died. So summer rolls over, we have to head back to the city, and at this point, we had over fifteen little frogs. We shared them equally between each other and decided that we would raise them.” “What, like pets?” “We weren't thinking.” “Clearly!” Hazel laughed. “So we go back to the city and we manage to hide the frogs from everyone until school starts. And once again, we thought it was a very bright idea to take about eighteen frogs with us to school in our backpack. It started with a tiny squeal from the back of the classroom where