Scary Man Novels & Stories

Amidst the darkness, isolation, and silence, the whole scene felt so intimidating. Approaching footsteps could be heard, intensifying the sense of foreboding that hung in the air. The dim light finally illuminated a figure cloaked in darkness. It revealed the presence of a big, burly man. He was heavily built, large, and strong….. The kind of man who could easily beat up ten normal-sized men at a go. His eyes, deep and black as the night, bore a huge scar that sliced across his left brow, down to his cheek, adding a menacing air to his countenance. He seemed to be in his mid-thirties.

He looked at his smiling friend who was ready to tease him but he beat him by saying. “Take care of her. Protect her. And also if something happened to her I will come at your throat first.” He said making him give a curt nod with serious eyes. His men shuddered in fear seeing his dark eyes and hearing his deep scary tone. This was the man they knew. A controlling scary man who doesn’t know how to smile. “I will don’t worry.” Sinister frowned. “Your voice seems weird. Are you sick?” The doctor sighed nodding his head.

He couldn’t see her full face beneath her veil, only a pair of bright, delicate eyes watching him—pleading, trembling. He froze, momentarily stunned. He had never seen such eyes. “Well,” he said with a filthy grin, “maybe we don’t need to kill you. You can keep us company instead.” Elena’s slender body trembled. Her voice cracked beautifully. “I’m scared… I don’t want to die. I’ll do whatever you want… just don’t hurt me.” The Scar Man, already twisted by desire, dropped his weapon and reached for her, starting to unfasten her buttons.

“Wow, I’m so scared! Come on, boys. Take this woman down and show her our prowess!” A trace of malice flashed across the face of the 1.9-meter tall man, his expression a little sinister.

Skyla shut her eyes as viewing his bloodshot eyes from that close was scary. The man shook her face with the help of his hand planted on the back of her head and said through his gritted teeth, "Open your eyes!" Skyla was reluctant but slowly she flipped open her shuddering eyes to see him boiling in rage. The man asked, his tone was razor sharp and he went slow to emphasize, "Just tell me who the f*ck did all of this to you and why the f*ck are you in this scanty dress?" Skyla's breaths intensified and they became loud with every passing second as her face started scrunching with fear. Seeing Skyla getting panicky worried the man but he wasn't ready to leave her this time without getting an

He doesn't want to leave his friends but it's the best thing to do for him at that moment. "I just saw him here, I heard that he hurt a guy. Maybe he is one of Leo's friends so he is angry now. But look at that man, he is scary." He heard the two women behind him talk. He is not just a normal person, he can be more ruthless if he wants to. He can easily kill someone just by holding them and the most scary part is he likes tasting the blood of those he killed.

Gonzalez muttered audibly kissing his teeth. “I heard you went Bloody Mary the other night” the strange man chuckled, pouring himself some drink. “Thank your stars. He doesn’t like it bloody just like me. That would have been your end cause I’ll have you in your blood and kill you with my bare hands for having your period” he stared staring at me straight in the face like he was reading an actual poem. I felt goosebumps all over my arm. He was getting me scared. And now I have to wonder what type of man he is. Maybe just like Gonzalez or worse than Gonzalez.

I fold forward. Before I can fall.. His hand grabs me. Lifts me. Suddenly I'm upside down over his shoulder. Like a sack of potatoes. Or kidnapped cargo. "Let's go," Scarface grunts to the other man. "She's waiting for us." He turns to leave. But suddenly… A scream erupts behind us. And then… WHOOSH. Something flies past my upside-down view. A body. A whole grown man. Flying through the air. Like a human bird.

"My legs feel like jelly." A tall man walks out of the dark alley near the big door. The man wears a sharp black suit. He has cold, dark eyes. He looks very dangerous. He has a scar on his chin. Sean stops moving his feet. His breath gets stuck deep in his throat. The scary man looks right at him. The man does not look away. He steps closer. Sean feels his stomach flip upside down. He cannot move away from the man.

This was how this world worked, there were only two categories of people in it, one who was afraid and the other who scared other, and the first category of people always had to suffer, he didn’t want to suffer anymore, he had already suffered a lot but now he won't give anyone a chance to hurt him and his family. " Who is throwing you bones???" he asked him calmly scaring him more, taking a step back but his eyes kept him pinned in his place and his gun do its job of scaring shit out of him but what was terrorizing him to the core was his calm voice because calmness was more dangerous and merciless than loud roar. The man didn’t want to show him that he had succeeded in scaring him so he tr