Scary Larry Novels & Stories

Delivering punch after punch in Larry's face. "Tom, stop!" I shout at him, scared that he'll kill Larry. "Please, stop!" I throw myself at Tom's back, peeling him off of Larry. "You stupid piece of shit!" Larry spits blood out. "Little ungrateful shit! Defending this cheap whore!" he keeps cussing while trying to get up. "One more word and you'll accompany the fishes." A bone-chilling threat makes Larry fall back on his butt. He freezes. I freeze. A painfully familiar voice echoes behind us. I grab Tom's hand and squeeze it hard as I face back to see the reason for Larry's shock. And there's no mistake. It's Viktor.

They all fell on their knees without a word. Scoffing, he dipped his palms into his pant pockets. “Scar!” A man dressed in complete black stepped forward from behind, “Yes Boss.” “Lock them up. Make sure none get even a drop of water until my son is found.” “Yes Boss.” Scar turned his gaze to the six kneeling men and immediately, they got on their feet and followed him without a struggle. Lauren carefully parked the bike in its designated corner with a sigh. She was done with her last job for the day—home delivery.

I would do anything to make sure my baby is safe. " Meet me at the parking lot after your shift" she said ********* After my shift, I went to the parking lot with a pepper spray in my bag. "What took you so long Claire" said the elderly lady " I had some last minute errands to run" I said "I am Mary Wyatt" she said " You already know who I am so no need for introduction" I said " What do you know about werewolves Claire" she asked " They are myths and do not exist in real life" I said

I'm mentally exhausted, dear diary. I miss Campbell, I miss Ivy and Alicia, i muss my former school. I miss Lisa. Yes, Lisa was a big bully but I still miss her. I killed her, and I feel so bad about it. I wish I could have stopped the accident, I wished she had believed my dream and I wish I hadn't had any dream in the first place. I hate using inhalers but I'm getting used to it. I hate not having anyone to text, apart from mom and dad and granny. Diary, please keep me awake till morning, I really feel very sleepy..."

he says to Gary who stared at him with his scary eyes. “Won’t you say a word Gary, or maybe you might have forgotten to speak with all that muscle and new body you got there, did it take away your brains too” he keeps on mocking him and smiling to himself. Gary growls and changes his sitting position, Larry who was about to leave keenly watches him. “You evil” he says in a very scary voice and Larry is so surprised that he could speak, he claps out so hard laughing to the top of his voice.

The young girl smiled lightly, a little creepily. "Eh, it's good, that Scarface you mentioned, have you seen him before?" "No." The young girl shook her head. "Oh." Larry had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but what exactly, he didn't know. After eating the meal, Larry suddenly felt a surge of heat all over his body. He immediately took his clothes off, but there was barely any improvement. Gradually, Larry’s eyes began to drift up, he felt a strange sense of an inexplicable impulse, and his eyes were red.

He lost to the fear he fears. Until the vehicle came to a stop, no one talks again. Larry let him in the silence his sanity needed. He is fighting the greatest battle, the battle against the devil inside him. Looking around, Larry recognizes the place. And though he trusts the capability of their people, he is still dreading finding what is inside. Whatever information they could unravel might break or mend Alek Vasili Wright. ****😔****

I mumbled and he cussed under his breath. "I'm tired of hiding, he's destroying your body Lily, he's breaking you, i know how twisted we mafia can be so please try and fight back, i know you are afraid for what will happen to your mom and your education but being submissive in a world like ours won't favour you, it will destroy you." “Lily, little one, where are you?” His voice curled through the hallway, smooth, deep, and terrifyingly close. My whole body went rigid. My fingers dug into the edge of the sink as Larry spun toward the door with murder in his eyes.

I have only 3 days left before miss Lauretta throws me out. I went to collect the bill for his meal,his girlfriend is a talkative. She talks like a parrot,I made to collect it as soon as my hands touched his,I felt a tingling sensation, I quickly took the money and left. He stood up and left. I counted the money,while counting it I saw a note.. "COUNTRY CITY MALL...7PM" Oh my god he left a note,he wanted to see me. I contemplated going. I didn't know him enough but, risks are meant to be taken .

I said, my voice trembling, “what the hell is going on?” He tilted his head, still smiling. “Nothing, love. Just dinner. You made my favorite — lasagna. Sit down before it gets cold.” I backed away until my spine hit the wall. “The policeman said you died. I saw the look on his face. He wasn’t lying.” Mark walked toward me slowly, his footsteps too quiet on the hardwood floor. “People make mistakes. Maybe it was someone else. Maybe it was a prank. Come here.” His arms opened. For one insane second, I almost stepped into them. Then I noticed his shadow on the wall. It didn’t match his body. The shadow was taller, thinner, with long, jointed limbs that bent at impossible angles, like a spider