Scary Letters Novels & Stories

Jumping out, you give a start, I feel it pump inside my heart, looks as if I need black art, Yikes!!! Your not afraid? you silly girl, let me give another whirl a bony hand, sweeps & swirls tattered sheets they creep & twirl You do your best to discourage guests I'm prepared for any scary test Yes I'm different from the rest, & by the way, you mustn't know that I am blessed I'm not leaving, you may have guessed Some pumpkins happy some are scary the children here, they shan't be wary I am not, no I am nary

All thought Lilith's chest kept thurdering in nervousness and fear; she didn't allow it to weigh her down much; she needs only two letters to conclude her words, which are Q and Y. She pushed herself and continued to descend on the balloons, bursting them and looking for the remaining letters. "Hurray!" She screamed out happily, immediately she grabbed the last letter to complete her words. She smiled at the letters dice before starting to count them to make sure it was complete. Unfortunately, before she could close her palms to keep the letters safe, a gush of wind blew past her, thereby making three of her letters missing. "No!" She screamed in horror before staring at the disappearing f

Paper cuts hurt more when they came with your name carved into them. The tray of letters was worse. At first, I thought they were formal notes—diplomatic condolences, perhaps. But the moment I opened the first one and saw the smeared ink and jagged script, I knew better. “You fooled him once. Let’s see how long it lasts.” The next letter had no greeting, just a warning: “You’ll hang the moment his spell breaks.” The one after that didn’t even use words—just a child’s sketch of a wolf being hunted, burned.

It read; Elsa. You get more and more beautiful today and I can't wait to rip it off. Let's just hope your baby gets to see your face before it turns ugly. And please don't be scared, be terrified and beyond. Your Boogeyman. I read the letter five more times before I carefully folded it and placed it in my journal. My hands were shaking and my knees could no longer hold me up. I was freakishly scared and the fact that it was delivered personally had me sweating from the inside out. My heart started beating fast and my head pounded, making a headache to start forming. This letters written in red ink were more serious than I thought. And I could not even tell anyone, not Nia. Not Arthur. Not El

He scream in fears immediately. ***** T b c

I continued. “Take a good look,” Skye said again. “Don’t you see what is written there? Man, you need to get your eyes checked,” Gab chuckled. “There is a clear five-letter in full caps name in there!” “Huh?!” I was stupefied. But realizing the surprised reaction wasn’t from me alone, I turned to look at the only person next to me other than Gab– Skye. “You only see five letters?” Skye asked Gab. “And you’re not seeing anything?” she turned to ask me after.

With a choir, singing in her living room! “Beth,”Emma said ever so sweetly,“honey,are you totally sure you weren't having a dream?You must realize how this sounds!All this talk of caskets and corn children giving you ominous warnings….did you watch a horror movie before bed?You know how those upset you.” Beth composed herself as best she could.”No, I didn't watch a horror movie Em.I came downstairs thinking I’d left the telly on and there in my living room was a casket with me in it!And a choir of children.”

she wrote, "a dire threat looms over your kind. The vampires have uncovered your alliance and are preparing to strike. They are ruthless and cunning, and you must be ready to defend your territories. Trust no one from their side, for they may have already infiltrated your ranks." The contents of both letters were laden with half-truths and manipulation, designed to stoke fear and provoke action. Karen sealed them with a red wax seal, imprinted with her personal sigil. With a deep breath, she knew that her actions were set to unleash a storm in the supernatural world. As she prepared to send the letters through her secret network, Karen's heart raced with anticipation. She was determined to s

Before she could fully grasp the meaning, Greta flinched and jumped three feet away in fright. I helpfully explained, "It's an incurable sexually transmitted disease." Hilda froze, and her face turned beet red. In the next second, she started wailing out loud. "How could you slander me like this, doctor? What will become of my reputation? You're an incompetent doctor. You're a quack!" After yelling at the doctor, she instinctively turned to Greta for support. To her dismay, Greta had already retreated to the doorway. With a pale face, Greta stammered, "Doctor, I was sitting so close to her. Could she have passed it to me?"

the doctor said. Scar looked at him surprised he should be in his early thirties,with brown hair and brown eyes,he looks like someone you can meet in a Subway and trust immediately. “You are her son”scar asked still surprised. “Yeah she didn't tell you”he asked. “No she didn't she just sent me over with this letter, nothing more” Scar placed an envelope on the desk,he picked it and opened it,a smile lighting up his features as he read the contents.