Novel & Cerita Scary Man

I said with calmness. “Then, I will go now, 3……... .2……” I was counting, but interrupted by his scream. “How dare you? You are this little thing!” He said angrily from the other end. “I dare to!” I exclaimed. And the man on the other end paused. “Do you know why?” I asked, and I heard no response. “Let me tell you,” I said. “Because the person you want to scare is the only son of Franco Lopez and also Bryan with an empire!” I exclaimed. “I'm not scared of you people!” The man screamed, but I could sense how scared he was.

Frank stood pale and shaking uncontrollably near the couch, completely drained of his usual cruel bravado. Vivian was pressed hard against the wall, her hands clasped tight in front of her in desperate prayer, tears of helpless agony already streaming silently down her face. The man at the centre of the three, tall and broad shouldered with a jagged scar cutting through one eyebrow, looked entirely unbothered by the sheer terror consuming the room. "You've had three weeks, Frank," the man said, his voice terrifyingly calm, a quiet, ruthless tone that made it infinitely more frightening than shouting ever could have been.

Making everyone scream in hysterics instantly. The music suddenly stopped. Replaced with uncontrollable chaos and screaming. Jack stopped his guitar playing. He came to the front of the stage and smiled horribly. Jack took out a knife from the pocket he had prepared earlier. He slit his own throat until blood gushed from his neck with an expressionless face.

the voice replied. Suddenly, a man stepped out of thin air. He looked like something out of a nightmare, black lipstick on his lips, a wicked smirk, and a jagged scar cutting across his face. "Who the hell are you?" Rian asked, pushing himself up. "I've been keeping an eye on you since last night," the man said, circling him like a predator. "I don’t usually care about humans, but you... you're interesting. I can smell the rage boiling in your heart, and I can help you do something about it."

“Can’t a pretty young girl stroll along the streets alone in the night anymore? He was the one that scared me the most. He wasn’t that bad looking at all, just a thick scar lined one of his cheeks, and that air of someone battered by life. I looked into his eyes, and I saw cruelty. Real, naked cruelty. He looked like ripping my flesh from my bones slowly while I screamed in pain and terror would be the thing that would make him most happy in the world. Would be the sort of thing that he would laugh at. Maybe even get aroused by. “P-p-please,” I stuttered stupidly. “I-I I don’t want any trouble.” “Why of course, sweetie,” said the scarred man. “We don’t want any trouble too. We’re just lookin

came out and appears in front of her. "Arra...come to me. I've been waiting on you for so long," said the scary man with a deep voice. "Go away! Please, go away! Daddy! Help me!" she screamed so loud. Hoping that someone can hear her voice. Her body was shaking in fear as she silently chanting a prayer. A minute had passed and she didn't hear the voice again. She wants to open her eyes to check if the scary man was still there but she couldn't do it. Afraid that once she opens her eyes she will only discover that the man was still there and still staring at her with a creepy look.

After William's speech, the scary looking man smiled as he reached for his phone and made a phone call. "I'll need you guys to be here in two" was what he said over the phone and then hung up as he pushed the phone back into his pocket. William swallowed hard as he realized something might have gone wrong. He had seen scenarios like the one he was in, in movies and it usually ended with death. "What happened was probably just a mistake," he said with a weird smile as he looked up to the man beside him. The man was huge and intimidating and as William decided he needed to leave, he turned but the scary looking fellow grabbed him.

Her little groan must have alerted the man , as he quickly turned his head to her side with a suprised look all over he's face . " Miss !! Miss!!! " He called out , gently approaching her . At least she'll be in a safe hand , she thought . Before giving in to the darkness beckoning her. In between giving in to the darkness and holding to the tiny strand of sanity that she had left ,she saw something astonishing on the man's neck . A scorpion tattoo. That's weird. Who would get a scorpion tattoo that looks so real on their face ??? She finally succumb to the darkness,not before hearing a soft curse from the man.

A victorious smile crossed my lips as I flagged down a car, i had been unsuccessful with the last two cars I tried to stop but this one already showed down before I even brought my arms out. “Hello, Ryan. Miss me?” A low deep voice filled the cold nights air, followed by the glass whining down. Fear gripped my chest as the man who had spoken came into view, the scar on his face that would forever remain a dirty lifetime reminder of what I’d done to him, the smirk on his face that stated that he got me right where he wanted me. “Run!” He laughed. “Like the little rat you are.” I didn’t wait for a second warning as I began running, my wolf threatening to come out, it was a bad idea, the man wa

She deceived Lucy. “You bitch! I am gonna kill you.” I shouted and wiggled in the ropes. “I fear you won’t be alive by then, my dear. Do not dare to abuse my sister, Ella Bianchi or the consequences won’t be good and you won’t like them.” The man spoke. He looked scary with bald head, tattoos on his neck and hands, the piercing on his brows made him look more creepy. “What you both want from me?” I asked, I was scared of death.