Scary Man Novels & Stories

, someone, help me! This guy is scary. Sob... ***** ..

Fear tortured my guts, it engulfed my conscience; thus, making me drastically exhausted. Minutes later, a man in blue and white stripped shirt strutted into the room with a tiger like tread. His black trousers were held by straps of grey suspenders, which ran over his small-shoulders. The pale light glimmered on his bald head as he halted in front of me; dug around in his pocket and brought out a cigar and lighter. He shoved the cigar between his lips, lit it and then took a long drag. Clenching the cigar between his cinnamon fingers he lowered his head and blew the cloud of smoke into my face. My eyes stung from the smoke; tears filled my eyes as I sneeze. Slowly he adjusted his round-shape

the scary man asked and saw the big man shaking his head yes. What are they talking about? “The Alpha Kings have not come for her yet?” The scary man does not seem scary anymore. He looks sad and worried. “Okay, I will take her. Here,” the big scary man handed the man one of those brown bags again. I could hear the things inside of them make noise. My twin got a chain around her neck and it was handed to the big scary man.

dad said,with anger laced in his voice. “I-I am not yours” I mustered up courage and spoke to the Unkown man. He chuckled as if I said the most amusing thing,and his chuckle converted into a smile. But it wasn’t a genuine smile instead it was a wicked smile. His pitch black eyes caught mine,he didn’t say anything he just kept staring at me,his eyes were scary,I was scared of him then he smirked which made him look like a handsome devil. “You have ten minutes to get your things,if ya not ready in the next ten minutes you are all dead meat” he gave me a wicked look which meant he was not joking around.

I ask myself whilst stroking my still relatively flat stomach, "I'm not even starting to show, why was I so big in the dream, I wonder?" But I don't get to wonder for long as the door to my room slowly creeps open and a shady-looking man, slivers in and the look he gives me scares me of what his intentions are upon entering my room. My body stiffens as I push myself back into the wall, wishing it could swallow me up right here, right now. As he approaches me a grin spreads across his face and the glint in his eyes reminds me of the one I've seen before. It's the one where men think they can take and have whatever they want just because they desire it. 'Well, you can fuck off dude! No fucking

the sandy-haired man in his late thirties or forties screamed at him with wild eyes. "You want her, come and get her," he taunted with crooked fingers. "You don't know what you've done. He'll kill you for this if you're lucky. Make you one of us if you're not." "I'm not scared of some undead creature. If he even exists. Maybe you and your buddies are just fucked in the head. Sick with rabies or some other Lycan disease."

“Where have I heard that name from before? It sounds so familiar,'' I asked myself, and that was when I remember. ''It was that scary man that cornered us a few days ago, the same man that asked for Xander's life,'' I said to myself as the mere thought of him made me shiver in pure fright. Xander was so angry, that he even instructed Mary to take me away from there, but I refused. I wanted to know more about what this man called Javier had done, because, weirdly, I was concerned about Xander. But Xander's man said something that made me freeze in fear. '' He said he was coming for her next if you don't give him what he wants,'' The man said and I couldn't help

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."

After scary man was done, Willis whispered in his ears, before approaching me. "I don't think you'll come out alive," he said, his voice low and smooth. "That helps a lot, thank you," I replied, my tone dripping with both sarcasm and apprehension. Willis smiled wryly, and continued, "But at least, this wristwatch will let us know where to pick up your dead body." I took the watch from him, trying to ignore the shiver that ran through me. Slowly, I approached scary man and spoke.

The next thing I know, the men push me ahead aggressively making me fall on the cold floor. I whimper feeling the pain on my ribs. Sky let out a whimper too cause the fall made him slip off my hands. I bring him to me as I looked up slowly with my teary. Cold shivers washed me the minute I sight what is in front of me. The scariest man I have ever seen. I thought Seth was the scariest but no. This man.....this man seems like the devil himself. He must be their boss. He is seated on an head chair and their is woman on black leather jump suit standing on his right. Her hair is black a bit long.