Scary Novels & Stories

Gabriel stood up getting a bit panicky . "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. There it is .!!! "She let out a scream that could wake all the sleeping beast . "Where ? Huh ? What? " Gabriel moved back Mera burst out into a fit of laughter, laughing so hard that the tears stream down her eyes ,she held her stomach with her hand as she groan in an amused manner "Babe , you are a scaredy cat !! A scaredy cat!! " Mera said again . "I'm not scared . Can't you see that this place is spooky ? "

However, looking at Scarlett made her understand that type of Mental health properly. Scarlett then again returned her gaze to Stacy, who felt like peeing in her dress. She looked so scared that her trembling body was vivid to everyone. Scarlett smirked at her condition and said, “I thought you had the guts to speak shit a while ago? Why are you now trembling like a fucking chicken who got drenched in the rain?” After saying that, she burst out laughing. Everyone stared at her as if she was a maniac. No one dared to get closer to her, out of fear. It was better to distance themselves from a crazy person like her.

Completely wrapped up in her desire, Zoe failed to notice the large, dark van pulling up beside them. “Sorry to interrupt,” a nasally voice interjected, snapping Zoe from her trance as they yanked at her arm. She yelped, disorientated at first by the disconnection before her mind caught up to the sensations sparking pangs of fear through her nerves. The man’s grip was firm, one hand gripping around her forearm tightly while the other hand clapped across her mouth. He tugged her back to the van with ease, throwing her to the floor. The carpet scratched at her palms as she scrambled to get upright, eyes darting around at the scene unfolding. Panic rose in her throat, her overwhelming urge to s

“This is fucked up. I’m losing my goddamn mind.” Scarlet’s voice came out broken, shredded by panic as her heart slammed against her ribs like it wanted out. The Lycan stood right in front of. He was not a ghost. He was fucking real. She staggered backward at first, boots scraping against the marble floor, palms slick with sweat. The Lycan smiled. That calm, knowing curve of his lips made her skin crawl. Her knees trembled violently, fear ripping through her in ugly, uncontrollable waves.

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."

Noticing my gaze, Leon cleared his throat. "Is it nice?" "Yeah, it's nice." He smiled to himself, and his eyes burned. "Then keep looking." I blushed, wanting to turn away, but he raised an eyebrow and leaned in close before whispering, "Are you afraid I'll eat you up?" My heart raced like a drum, but I tried to stay calm. "Not really. I'm more afraid you won't be able to control yourself." "Is that so?" Leon looked at me with renewed interest.

I yelled subconsciously and trying to break out from the trap I think I'm in. Someone was kneading my butt from behind and I tried to find Cole or is that everyone looks like Cole? I breath hard, gasp as a gripping sensation flushes inside me. Unfortunately, everything is blurry, I feel weaker, subconsciously and so scared that I froze. Please... someone help me, I don't know what's happening to me. I can't think, horror wears me off and my heart keeps hammering. Everyone looks like a joker, they're scary and why?

I can’t move, can’t scream I’m frozen in terror of the thought of living alone like Ash. That’s when I hear a car pull up. I don’t want to see who it is but I dread I know. It’s Zac; he’s just got home from college to find a house of ash and fire. He comes running over to me, while I’m screaming “Zac go back to the car.” “Get back in the car.” Desperately I scream “Go Zac, leave, now.” I yell but it’s useless, he obviously can’t hear the frantic desperation in my voice. I start to run towards him but I’m too late, the monster gets their three steps before I do. It lifts him off the ground

she said, “where have you been? I’ve been looking for you everywhere.” “Fugir,” he said, “escape.” “No, I’m not…” Libia hurried to say. “Yes, leave,” Ron whispered. “What the hell are you doing down here?” Sarah questioned from the kitchen entrance. Libia trembled in fear. Ron started explaining things in Portuguese. “I’m going up to the room,” Libia said. “Don’t try to outsmart me, girl; I can smell sluts from miles away,” Sarah threatened. Then, Sarah said something to Ron in Portuguese. She turned her gaze back to Libia.

His touch was a rare comfort in the midst of the chaos, and I found myself focusing on his presence, trying to draw strength from it. “So, what’s your go-to scary movie?” I asked, attempting to shift my focus. Just then, a menacing figure with a knife appeared in front of us, tilting its head in a grotesque manner. I instinctively recoiled, brushing against Darius’s body in the process. The figure passed us with a ghostly grace, clearly enjoying the fear it evoked. I felt a cold shiver sweep through me, and goosebumps pricked my skin, a familiar sensation reminiscent of the unsettling feeling I got before summoning a storm.