Scary Lady Novels & Stories

the lady with the scar said, speaking with an accent particular to a clan from a certain region in one of the other kingdoms. The attackers created daggers and held them firmly in both hands. With the glowing of their bands, they launched at Raya and her group with accelerated speed. Just as they were about to land a strike, one of them was swiftly struck by a dagger, and the scarfaced lady's strike was unexpectedly blocked. Surprised, she saw someone with the person's face covered up to the nose. It was Vira. The twins didn't even know when she had left them. The scar-faced lady pulled back, furrowing her brow as she analyzed what was going on, looking wickedly like a predator.

That was the ultimate humiliation for Ryan. He tried to lunge at Lawrence, but Lawrence knocked him flat with a single punch. The air seemed to still. Ryan turned to hit Kate, only to slip again. Kate staggered to my car, slapping at the window, but was held back by my bodyguards. The face she pressed against the glass was twisted and hideous, much like a banshee. "Helen! You think you've won?" she cried. I rolled down the window and stated, "You and Ryan can rot in the slums forever. That's exactly what you deserve."

Her eyes came back to me, and I could see the plea and desperation in her voice. Wasn't she the one who was mouthing that she could destroy me just a few seconds ago? Why was she so scared now? I gently pushed her off me and took slow steps towards my chair, taking time to straighten my rumpled gown. "But Mrs. Lyla," Sara came even closer to my seat, trying so hard to be Sage's good grace by pretending to care about me. "You need to see the nurse. The dizzy feeling will only make you clumsy, and you may fall down the stairs if you're not careful."

Her mates are scary, they can make even a adult man cry with just their glare and with the power which flows from them, it makes people more scared of them. She, too, was scared of them when she first saw them. With their huge and muscular body, they could scare anyone with just a single glance at them. Not to mention that they are the Royal beta, it just add more to their scariness. "My n-name is Alison, a vampire I am mated to warrior no 987. " The first maid said, her whole body was shivering in fear. The second maid spoke, "My name is Scarlett, a werewolf. A unmated female." She told.

"Shh... it's okay. We'll hide, you'll be safe with me." Katheryn could see the mama open the secret door, then run inside with her daughter. Katheryn winked. At first, she wanted to follow, but she was more curious about the sound of the gun firing outside. Her whole body shook with fear. "W-was there a murder here?" she asked fearfully. She walked slowly towards the balcony. A rush of wind directly hit her body, which was wrapped in a black satin nightgown. Katheryn was cold, but her heart felt even colder than when her eyes saw how the man who had been called Papa by the pretty girl fell on his back with a hole in his head.

But the shape of her body…it was something he constantly sees in Shamrock. Yet, there was another female figure. Her hair was identical to the all-red lady. The only difference is that this woman was in all black apparel. Black and red—those ladies might be indulged in something; in a serious discussion, to be precise. He spotted the head of a fallen English werewolf spiked in a long iron spear situated at the middle—in between the black lady and the red lady. “I have missed you, daughter,” the lady in black muttered. Dorrien could clearly hear due to his werewolf senses but not vividly see as he was a few feet away from those creatures.

"Vampire, you are a.....vampire, how dare you come to our pack, you thought you can hide your scent huh, you came to fool us, and you really think you can fool me, a pure blooded werewolf. Before I give you a slow death, now tell me vampire, what did you do to my alpha." Mara said, staring at her, using all her boldness, Sharriah looked up at the lady in front of her, she didn't look like the lady she saw before, the lady she saw before was only harsh, but the lady standing in front of her now, looks like a witch, her fingers had grown thick and long, her teeth had grown quite long, with her eyes which was dark, and the lady was ready to rip her heart out from her body if she used the wrong

A loud growl was heard upstairs, the voice causes the wall to tremble —It was Hidalgo. His eyes enlarged in an extensive shock, sprinting down the stairs in a wink as he saw the unpleasant sight and the woman on the floor. Lady Bellamy attempts to spill the truth. However, Lucy grasped her hand and the woman's eyes gaped in raw fear. Lucy growl lowly "Speak of what you saw woman, and I swear I will end your life!" She threatened. Lady Bellamy was frightened and she shakily shuddered, she rashly nodded her head at her and was shoved to the wall.

His suspicions were short-lived as it was confirmed when the lady came to stand in front of him staring down at him chained to a metal table like the devil she was with a smile on her face, there was no mistaking, it was her, it was the rouge huntress Natasha. "No! no! no! fuck no! I'm not getting fucked today, FUCK NO! SOMEBODY LET ME OUT OF HERE!" He screamed out in horror as he had suddenly seen a ghost, well his words weren't too far-fetched as the woman before him was sometimes referred to as the lycan grim reaper, a sadistic psychopathic bitch that derived pleasure in torturing and killing unfortunate lycan victims, one of which he seemed to have sadly become. "Shush baby boy," she sai

Damon rubbed his eyes. He wanted to believe that. It was stupid, really. If this whole thing with talking was just meant to get him to drop his guard, then it was working. Wasn’t he smarter than this? He tried to pull his anger and hate forward, to shield himself from unfortunate emotions—but he was so tired of being angry. He sighed as he turned toward her. "How many witches are in Scanthin ?” “I only know about one,And that is me Scarlett." Scar murmured, holding herself tightly.Damon advanced on her and she backed into the wall, staring up at him with wide eyes. “Why should I believe you?”