Scary Game Ice Cream Novels & Stories

shrugged his shoulders. We both walked towards this ice cream shop inside the amusement park, and just like before, when we were younger, I picked the strawberry flavor, and he chose toffee. After that, we played bust-a-balloon, which is basically just shooting a bunch of balloons with darts, and we decided that whoever loses or shoots less balloon than the other in a limited amount of time will pay for the next round of ice cream. And yes, we wanted more ice cream. Blake was being cocky, he was probably expecting that he’s going to win since I’m not usually good at games, but I beat him!

My wolf is supposed to feel insulted but it's already established that she's beyond abnormal. "Ice cream is the antidote for all stress," Scarlette said cheerfully, licking a red ice cream cone, "especially if the seller is nonhuman. This is blood-berry flavoured," she whispered and giggled. She stretched the basket out to Gil and me. "Want some?" We looked at the basket filled with cups of ice cream of that same flavour. I cringed. "I'll pass," "Gross,"

Her pout twists into a smile as she thinks about all the ways she could make Lily suffer. “There’s my girl. Are you ready to do this?” I coax her playfully. She smiles and I know I’ve won. We walk back into the room, hand in hand. The bully games have officially started.

Total party wipe incoming. Before long, it was time to choose rooms. Elaine explained that while no one had ever cleared this scenario, past players had figured out a few things. The building had thirty floors, one apartment per floor, and only one player could stay in each. “Happy Home,” she continued, was actually a role-playing horror scenario. Each apartment housed strange entities that would act as your family or loved ones. So, seven days of living together with them? There was no way your Fear Value wouldn’t spike.

I was staring at the TV while eating ice cream. I'm just staring at it as I don't understand anything... I was trying to focus on the movie, but my mind was flying elsewhere. "This ice cream tastes bitter," I muttered and stared at my vanilla ice cream. I don't know why my ice cream suddenly tastes bitter. I don't know why my heart suddenly feels heavy... This is a feeling that isn't familiar to me, and its unfamiliarity is what scares me the most. I get scared when I don't understand my own feelings. I get scared when I get to a point where I can't control myself and what I want to happen... I get scared when I start to feel things that I don't know how to handle.

For a long moment, he said nothing, just stood there, lost in thoughts. Then he turned around and said, “I’m waving the white flag.” Four pair of eyes widened. Killian pulled out his phone, tapped somethings on the screen, and held it up. The quadruplets leaned forward. A picture of four giant ice cream tubs filled the display. Alessio gasped. IS THAT WHAT I THINK IT IS…? Matteo leaned closer. VANILLA COOKIES… Leo covered his mouth. MINT CHOCOLATE… Rocco’s soul visibly left his body. IS THAT RAINBOW SORBET?

She stated tapping me on my right shoulder. "Ouuucch"I exclaimed feigning pain. "That didn't even hurt,now get up"She chuckled. "Okay,fine let's go"I rolled my eyes with a smile on my face. We got to Crunchies,I must commend that this fast food is really amazing when it comes to Ice cream department,just one taste and you are already addicted. We were waiting on a line to get the ice-creams when I sighted Jace and a girl laughing and eating together on a table.

“This is disgusting.” “You signed up for this!” Piper sing songs. One by one, we sniff and prod the gooey brown messes, trying to guess if it’s a Snickers, Milky Way, or Goddess help us, Nutella. Ronan actually tastes one, and we all recoil in horror as he proudly announces, “Hershey’s.” The third game is my favorite.

But when she saw the mess Scott had become, covered in melting ice cream, she couldn't help but laugh. "Have fun?" she asked as they approached. "I did, and so did Marina," said Gerard. "Scott, though, is probably going to need a stomach pump." "Let me guess—you bought every flavor instead of just asking Marina what she liked?" Alexandra teased as she picked up her daughter. "Okay, sweetie, tell Daddy which ice cream you like best." "Chewwyyyy!" Marina yelled, arms in the air. "That's right, baby! Cherry chip! Good girl!" Alexandra smiled. Then she looked at Scott and saw him blinking fast, trying not to cry. She told herself it was the ice cream—but she knew it wasn't. It was hearing Marina

Holy macaroons! "You do know we'll get expelled if we'll get caught right?" I asked in a low voice. "We won't get caught if you won't scream." I smiled. "That would be hard to do." He smiled back at me. "I like it when you scream though. But let's play a little game." he said while pushing my hair off my face. My brows creasing. "What game?" "If any of us make a little sound, the one who did will pay for our midnight snack later after this."