Scary Games Novels & Stories

All those rides had surely made me hungry. " We will surely yack if we eat those and get on the rides" Ian exclaims. "The whole point of the game is being able to hold on; Since it is down to the three of you, take this as a plot twist to the game. The first person to throw up after the ride loses" Scar replies evilly. Sometimes i don't recognize her when she gets into her witch mode. "That's not fair" Ian whines. "Life is not fair, pretty boy" Scar replies with an evil laughter.

In 1983 a Mrs Carson of New York was laid out in our coffin, presumed dead of hear disease. As mourners watched, she suddenly sat up, alive as you or I. Unfortunately her daughter dropped dead of fright on the spot. 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!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.

She wasn't the least bit afraid of him. "Would you like to play a game?" Scarlett inquired. "Shoot." "There is one rule, and we each have five questions." "Which is?" "We cannot lie, but if the question is too sensitive, there is a way out." Simon chuckled. She felt his hand at her waist. He looked directly into her eyes. "I'm in." He had no idea she would be this entertaining, but he loves to play games. He was never beaten at it. "How many women have you shared beds with?"

She mostly kept to the city, but she loved the sights of the colourful lights and brightly decorated stores that stood out in the gloom of the night. “What are you hungry for?” “Anything.” She answered, distracted by the teenage girls playing hopscotch in front of a four-storey building. “Anything.” He repeated. “Do you come here often?” "Not recently, but I used to." He pointed at her window. "There is a gaming centre down that road. In college, I loved to come over and play a game or ten with my friends." "What kind of games." "RPG." "Are you any good?"

‘Aleksis Agustus, Chief Executive of Octagon Solutions’ How shameless of her husband to say he was fired from a company he owns? A flicker of excitement rushed into her eyes. All these years, Sierra has tried to dismiss the world she grew up in. The rush and hunger for danger were pulsing through her heartbeat. The same way it would always do whenever she was given a task. There was no need to ask who would play this game better. She knew damn well who would be a better player. All she had to do now was plan her way to make Alek feel like winning, and just when he got a hold of the trophy, she’d sneak in and snatch victory away from him. Maybe kill him. Well, that would be optional.

I spent hours with the both of them, playing board games, not noticing how much time was escaping me. I don’t think I have smiled more; Grace was brilliant, such a beautiful, sweet girl, and it tugged at my heart every time she broke out into coughs, her eyes watering as she put on a brave face and tried to keep her eyes on her cards. “I’m just trying to get you to be sympathetic for me, so you don’t see this,” she slammed down a blackjack when it was about to be Corbyn’s turn, “coming,” she grinned, laughter bubbling in her throat at the look of displeasure on Emerson’s face.

I start to get scared, my body starts to freeze and I'm unable to move away from him. "Are you ready to play a game?"

Soon after that, everyone started coughing and vomiting. Me myself, I can smell the scent of flesh that had left in the air for weeks. An eyeball falls into my head. I stared at it on the floor, and the pupils moves. It locked and stared into my eyes; I screamed hard as more eyeballs fell from the dark ceiling. Everyone panicked once again. Blood rained as I hear the squishes of flesh being squeezed. ... Blake smirked as he moves the controllers. "Oh, what a game this is." He whispers to himself,.

The further she went, the lonelier it got in here. There is only an old woman. She picked up some items and put them in the cart. Then just walked away, leaving Isabelle alone. Being in this hallway with these spooky dolls staring at it feels scary. It was as if they were spying on Isabelle. Seeing everything Isabelle does. Terrifying. She looked through the shelves, hoping something would interest her. When looking at each shelf, her eyes fell on a board game called Ouija Board. On the box, it says, "Special summoning board game". There are some rules written on the back of the box.

"Everybody wants to play the game, except for you. Is just a game and nothing more. She voiced out and i felt a little embarrassed. " come on daisy! Kelly nudged me again." I took a quick breath. Is just a game daisy; you can do this." I assured myself. " Okay am in." I voiced out "Hey! What's your name? A boy asked the girl standing. " Call me Tala." She said and tore a piece of paper from a book on the table. So am going to give a brief summary on how the game is. The rules are, you will pay a certain amount to any question you fail to answer. Or play a dare if you don't have the money." She said and i felt scared about the whole thing. Oh heavens!