Scary Hooked Stories Mga Nobela at Kwento

🌱🌱SCOTT🌱🌱 "Ahhhhhhhhhhh" I yelled as I open the knot of the door, luckily Mom and Dad weren't at home, I clutch my head in pains as I headed towards my room, few hours earlier, I felt a banging pain in my head and had to leave Liam behind, a voice kept speaking to me, I felt something or someone trying to take over my body, I felt my brains twisting against itself and I yelled in pain

Only if their daughter had joined them. _____ (Thoughts) Not all the endings are happy, but are not sad either. Apparently, I wanted to show the three phases. One, when the mother dies giving the birth to a baby, two, when both are alive and the last, if the mother is saved but not the child. Although reactions vary from person to person and I only showed what I perceive. So that's the ending of HOOKED! This story did not had a cold arrogant and rude billionaire but a hot handsome, sweet and understanding lead. Someone who makes the heart flutter and cheeks blush, rather than just sending shivers down the spine.

Thalia's POV. Rocco's eyes widened, but not from surprise. From amusement. He rose up slowly from the chair, his lips curling into the most evil smirk I’d ever seen. He lifted both hands in the air, “I surrender.” My heart skipped a beat. Why wasn't he scared? Why should I even bother? The plan was to kill him and go on with my life. I curled my fingers around the trigger, “Head or chest? Pick your best spot.”

"Honey, our ship doesn't leave for another three days. "However, we still have one last ace up our sleeve, the most valuable insurance policy. "Honey, you've got one more act to play – a staged suicide by jumping off a building." When I remained silent, they both took me by the arms and led me to the hospital's rooftop. Chester would not stop yammering about how safe it was to leap from the 60-meter-high building. He boasted about the safety net he rigged up below, assuring me that a blindfolded count to twelve would see me land without a scratch.

The air in the library was thick with the scent of old books and the faint hum of fluorescent lights. Sadile Marconi, her fiery red hair cascading over her shoulders like a river of flames, sat at a secluded table, her green eyes darting between the pages of her textbook and the clock on the wall. The numbers seemed to mock her, ticking away the minutes until her next class, a class she was dangerously close to failing.

My stomach twisted. I jumped up and started desperately hiding my existing toys. I shoved the smaller dildo and vibrator deep into an old winter boot at the back of my closet. The lube and a couple of panties I’d used in videos went into a zipped pouch inside my school bag. It wasn’t great, but it was the best I could do in a rush. If Dad decided to tear my room apart, I was still screwed. My phone buzzed with a new W******p message. **HotFantasy88:** It’s me. Explain what’s happening right now, baby. I’m here.

Suddenly, Adrian realized that these individuals indeed harbored ulterior motives. Adrian expanded his awareness, and the sight before him left him speechless. The entire hall was now teeming with an array of ghosts and monsters. Among them were towering old men with only one eye, lanterns swaying on a single leg, malformed boys with just one limb each, women clad in white exuding a bone-chilling aura, and skeletal figures draped in human skin...

He knew that it was bad. The mechanism had been activated. He wanted to escape. However, the mechanism did not give him any time to react. He only heard the sound of a gust of wind coming from above his head. A huge iron hook whizzed over. Immediately after, it pierced through his heart and hung him under the moonlight. The huge iron hook emitted a cold light and dripped blood. This scene was too sudden. The netizens did not even have the time to react. “Oh my god. He hung it up straight away.”

Some stories started with hate. This one ended with everything.

I snapped at him, annoyed he was able to grab my attention like he had. “Very well, let’s see where was I? Oh yes, one day I saw the God Anubis and was convinced I had died, I was starving and hallucinating. Anubis approached me and asked if I wanted to avenge my family and escape the dreadful place I was in. Of course, I told him I did, and before I knew it, he was biting into my neck and feeding me his blood. Only when I had awakened did I realize what had happened. I had heard rumors from the guards of monsters that hid in the dark, killing those that crossed their path or making them into the same kind of monster. Confused, I stared at an ordinary man that sat across from me, laughing wi