Novel & Cerita Scary Numbers

After losing his entire retirement savings to a scam, my father-in-law, Kyle Knight, tried to kill himself by overdosing on pills. I frantically called my husband, Joshua Knight, a psychology expert, hoping he could talk his father out of it. "Dad lost his entire retirement fund to a scam. He left a suicide note, and he's trying to kill himself. Come home!" Instead, Joshua snapped at me for making such a big deal out of it. "Your dad's made plenty of bad decisions before. Maybe this'll finally teach him a lesson. Don't bother me with stupid stuff like this again. I'm trying to watch a movie with Vanessa." For a second, I thought he hadn't heard me clearly. I was about to tell him that t

Unknown Caller Arielle didn’t remember pressing the call button. She only remembered staring at the empty space where Daniel’s number used to be saved… and then deciding she didn’t need it. She knew it. Her fingers moved on instinct. Nine digits. Her heart thudded violently in her chest as the phone rang. Once. Twice. Three times— It clicked. Arielle straightened on the bar stool, suddenly breathless. “Hello.” That voice. Deep. Smooth. Controlled.

Scar asked in a cold tone. “Oh you look horrible ,you look like you've been hit by a truck,are you fine” Cindy asked with mock concern. “I'm alive cut the chase,what brought you here” Scar asked. “Seriously I just came to check on my bestfriend who was absent from work” She said in exaggerated care,as her smile widened,as she blinked her eyes. “Go straight to the point” Scar said sternly, obviously annoyed at the whole act. “Oh,I came to give you this”

She seems to be simply shinning, something between the two of them, they just seem so much happier now that everything has happened. “Natalie?” I ask quietly, which succeeds in getting her attention. “Yes Lyrica?” “How many monsters were there?” She looks up at me and I see the happiness that was in her eyes start to dull before she reply’s. “Nine, there was only nine, but it felt like hundreds.” “Nine seems like a weird number to send, you think the master would at least send an even number.” “Yeah that’s what I thought too.” She glances around the room scanning for any monsters that might be hiding in the shadows waiting to attack.

The host tries to keep up the passion, but his throat is going hoarse. “What’s 3330,000$?!” Damian overhears the dry announcement, “Scar, do you need money? I might be able to get some soon--” How much could he get when he’s broke?! Scar rolls her eyes-- “Nothing you get can help as much as your asses over here, so just come!” Scar hangs up on him before she picks up the mic and calls, “1.9 billion!”

A/N FuN FaCt: Fear of the number 13 is called.......triskaidekaphobia. What the actual- Ok anyways ENJOY Sahana P.O.V "It was nice talking to you too." I smiled at the bartender before telling Blaire I had to head out and thanking her for the invite. "Ah, my feet are so fucking sore." I hissed while quickly walking to my car. I opened the door and looked down at my feet, "Eh whatever." I said before taking my heels off and threw them on the floor of the backseat.

The voice said and I was frightened beyond my level, and started shivering. " You can't do anything. You will kill me, who is scared to even come in front of me? " Shaurya challenged him with his sarcastic laugh. Is he crazy or what?? It is not the time to be sarcastic. " You want to see me?? Why?? I am not pretty like your companion... Don't be scared after you see me. " The spooky voice said and laughed weirdly. " Let's see if I am scared or not. Come out of your hiding place. Or are you too scared to come in front of me? " Shaurya roared.

Caesar followed the direction of the foot slowly and surely. Joe and Jean just looked at Caesar's strange behavior while looking at each other as if to say 'look at that idiot'. While Brian was still busy observing the corpse in front of him. Caesar walked further and further away from them. Passing the rows of women's restrooms on the right and left. The trail turned into one of the toilets which had the number eleven. Caesar followed the trail into the toilet. How surprised he was when he found the trail disappeared in front of the wall.

He was trembling and on the verge of getting panic attack. Stopping the black Porsche just an inch away from him the driver gets out of the vehicle as if in a trance. "Come back to Tehran." He snarled on the face of Victor, his face purely white with an ugly black scar right on the middle of his forehead. He went to the switch board fixed to one of the pillars in the parking lot and put his finger into the socket. His body shook with passing electricity surprising Victor and he died on the spot.

she said and held the genius' hands "what could be making you cry?" "I don't know how to say it but I'm scared of living" Juana began "What do you mean? Are you feeling suicidal?" "Not exactly but I am tired of myself. I don't know if you'll see me as a strange person just as others do, but the thing is I see things. Things I shouldn't see, and things too much for me to comprehend or bear, I can't even sleep at nights and I can't even tell anyone at home because they'd be worried" Juana stopped talking.