Scary History Novels & Stories

I couldn’t help but wonder then if she was actually here to work for me or seduce me instead, but I would gladly accept the latter. “Not really sir, I’m just trying to abide by the rules,” she answered, not looking up to meet my eyes. I have always known that what people fears the most in me is my eyes. Sharon had boldly said it to me when she had the chance. But even though it was my most terrifying aspect, it was also my sweetest part. One of my ladies had said that one good look from me always make her reach orgasm, I didn’t believe her then until another had said the same thing and that was when I knew that my most feared part is also my most desired. Now with Hazel avoiding my look, I w

Getting closer to this man than I already was, is one thing I don't want to do or picture myself doing. Not getting any immediate response from me, Damon took his eyes off the monitor screen and gave me a deadly scowl. One that made me feel the deadliness of this man. I was so scared that I wasn't aware of how my body got up. Guess it was just as scared as I was that it didn't wait for me to give it a command before standing up.

Emily There were many aspects of my family history that always raised questions for me. As these came to light, it seemed that a dark shadow was re-emerging to dim the brightness of the future. It was a presence of the past that instilled panic in me and wanted to cast a shadow over the days ahead. All the information came piling in, and I felt like a defenseless baby. What was my fault that my mother didn’t keep her home and ran after another man? And what did I have to do with her misunderstandings with “Dad”?

Layla scrambled back in terror, but it was too late. My claws ripped her dress, revealing the pale skin of her back. It was smooth. Flawless. There was no scar. And Myrna... Myrna had a hideous scar running from her left shoulder to her right hip. The scar I had touched a thousand times, but never once asked where it came from. "Moon Goddess," I collapsed. "What have I done?" "You regret it now?" Layla sat on the floor, her eyes filled with malicious glee. "It's too late, Clark. It's far too late."

Scar asked in a cold tone. “Oh you look horrible ,you look like you've been hit by a truck,are you fine” Cindy asked with mock concern. “I'm alive cut the chase,what brought you here” Scar asked. “Seriously I just came to check on my bestfriend who was absent from work” She said in exaggerated care,as her smile widened,as she blinked her eyes. “Go straight to the point” Scar said sternly, obviously annoyed at the whole act. “Oh,I came to give you this”

It was carved into the shape of a smiling Bhramuth, and the warmth of her skin lingered on it. Now, without the pendant, Charlotte finally saw her colleagues, who had been there all along. "We have plenty of employees here. From now on, you'll be working with them," I told her. I clapped my hands happily as I watched terror spread across her face. "What is happening? What are these things?" Charlotte screamed. The workshop was crowded with ghosts. At that moment, they were all sizing her up. They looked disturbing—headless men, women with missing limbs, and even malformed infants. No one could witness such a sight and remain unshaken.