Scary Stories Google Novels & Stories

“I love black holes.” I squirmed in my seat. “What are you doing?” I looked around. We were near the back of the planetarium with no one around them, but we were still in public. When I felt Kai’s hand slide inside my pants, his fingers finding my wet folds, I let out a hiss. I gripped the armrests as he slipped up and down my slit. “Kai, we shouldn’t do this. Not here.”

He asked politely as he looked from me to Tasha for approval. “ Why not? The more, the merrier.” Tasha replied and Arnold stepped in to walk beside us, making me the middle man. “Alright so it's time for some midnight stories from dear Arnold, anything you have for us Arnold?” Tasha asked Arnold, who smiled. He was obviously pleased with her words. “Hm… I could share my experience killing the strange creatures that live here. Okay, what is your opinion of the scariest and strangest creature?” Arnold asked as he folded his arms.

"Don't lie. You wanted to see me again. Wanted to know if that little spark between us was real or just your imagination." Mara's back hit the bookshelf behind her. She hadn't even realized she'd been retreating. "You're pretty sure of yourself." "Am I wrong?" She should leave. Walk away. Go back to her textbook and forget this ever happened. Instead, she lifted her chin, finding a thread of courage buried beneath her shyness. "No. You're not wrong." The air between them seemed to crackle. Adrian took another step closer, close enough that she could smell his cologne, cedar and something darker, more dangerous.

Her fingers replaced her tongue, plunging deep and fast while she sucked hard on my clit. Jake was stroking himself again, standing right beside us, his heavy balls swinging. “Fuck, look at you two. My stepmom devouring her own daughter’s cunt. So goddamn nasty.” Sarah lifted her head just enough to gasp, “Bring that cock here, Jake.” He stepped closer, and she took him back into her mouth while continuing to devour me. The sounds were obscene—wet slurping from her throat mixed with the filthy squelch of her fingers in my dripping pussy.

Epilogue: Now that I have written several of these stories, I find that my old ghosts have started to haunt my dreams yet again. It is amazing that once things are written down, they begin to take on a life of their own. Just remember, if you don’t want things to go bump in the night, don’t tell anyone else about them.

Before she could fully grasp the meaning, Greta flinched and jumped three feet away in fright. I helpfully explained, "It's an incurable sexually transmitted disease." Hilda froze, and her face turned beet red. In the next second, she started wailing out loud. "How could you slander me like this, doctor? What will become of my reputation? You're an incompetent doctor. You're a quack!" After yelling at the doctor, she instinctively turned to Greta for support. To her dismay, Greta had already retreated to the doorway. With a pale face, Greta stammered, "Doctor, I was sitting so close to her. Could she have passed it to me?"

He utter with a frightening face. "You should learn how to control your eating habits in terms of like this. Aurora added noticing how hungry he was that his stomach began to rumbling. "Who's ready for a scary folktales? Scarlett ask as everyone raise up their hands. "Okay... Okay... Okay! Not so fast, so here it goes. "I will be starting with the tales of a " four friends" once upon a time, there was this four friends who school in a boarding school. The first friend where so obsessed in finding out something he saw at the school earlier so he woke his four friends up as they follow him to the place. Out of curiosity, he touch the status which he was so obsessed and suspicious at because th

"She laughed. She told me the pack is coming. That they're worse than her. That they want everything—the company, you, Nora. She gave me a website. Apparently, it would show me what real wolves look like." My blood boils. "Then let's see it," I say fiercely. "Right now. I'm not letting her play mind games with you anymore. We face this together." Hayden studies me for a second, then he nods, taking out his phone. His thumb moves across the screen as he types in the address Rachel gave him. The site loads. At first, it looks just like any other dark, sleazy p**n site. A black background, red accents, and thumbnails arranged in a grid. But as the images sharpen, horror crawls up my spine.

The host chuckled, masking a hint of envy in her voice. "Welcome to 81.9 GistFM, I'm Aaaa-manda, and we're ready to delve into something spooky today. Though Halloween isn't here yet, we'll be discussing the supernatural, including Vampires, Werewolves, Ghosts, and even Witches. If young ones are tuned in, you might want to switch off the radio. But first, let's get down to business - do you believe in these supernatural entities? Miranda halted.

The second one made more sense but it was also the one that I had the most doubt in being the truth because of the duration and everything happening and what I was hearing that I didn't know before. I had given up on finding anything in the local libraries or even on the internet because everything that came up in searches was folklore and creepy stories of people who swear they have seen the undead and everything else parents use to scare us, children, into behaving ourselves. Some of the sites I had ended up on had seriously scared me a lot more than the three men who had turned into vicious beasts and nibbled on a moving car's tyres.