Scary Stories Green Ribbon Novels & Stories

Despite his heart thudding loudly enough for my wolf to hear, he tried masking his fear with arrogance. "These roots will wind up your body, go round your throat and slowly squeeze the pathetic life out of you," Scarlett threatened with her voice deepening, while she undid her ponytail, letting her hair flow easily past her lower back. She looked much younger and so powerful as her eyes glowed green and her finger tips let out green sparks.

The tone that meant she did not believe a single word I was saying, but would graciously allow me five seconds to come up with a better lie. “Babushka, look!” Poppy rescued the situation in the way only she could. She grabbed the cream paper bag and held it up to the camera until it nearly smacked the phone. “Ribbons. Lots. Pretty ones. This one is navy, this one’s pink, this one has pearls. This one is elegant. This one is for emergencies.” Mama looked at the bag. Then at me. Then at the bag again. “Emergency ribbons,” she said flatly.

There was a small river under the bridge which made small waves thanks to slight breeze that was blowing in. “Who dares cross Spinet Bridge?” asked the troll jumping upon the bridge. “The Sword Keeper.” Said Sekora. “What is your business here Sword Keeper?” asked the troll crossing his little arms. “The location of my sword is across your bridge.” Said Sekora. “Then you must answer this riddle, what is giant green and happy?” asked the troll. “What is giant green and happy.” Said Sekora to herself. “I know this one, it’s the Jolly green giant!” Elsa answered excitedly.

"Give me red light or a green light!" "Ugh...green." Scarlett quietly muttered after taking what might've been her 10th crate of blood packets. "But I am starting to get a little sick---" interrupting, her Vampire self cut her out and spontaneously went back to feeding again. Shawn cringed and bit his bottom lip. He hated seeing Scarlett like this. He suddenly remembered the words that were nailed into his brain. "The sweet sacramental smell of Vanilla calls to me. And I WANT IT!" Those were her words before, when she was rabid in her reawakening. But she's said something related to Vanilla way before if he could recall.

"Thanks so much." Logan gave the old female some coins before they left and continued their tour. "This is the territory of the Clan of the ghost" he uttered pointing at the huge kingdom before them. "Stop Danny" he commanded and Danny did. "Wow, looks terrifying. Any mortal will shit in his/her pants if they sight this kingdom." "Lol. Nothing is terrifying here. Just vultures, skulls, Red pieces of clothes, spiders, snakes, and rumbling of the sky." "Is that all you see? And who told you there aren't mortals who got phobia for spiders and snakes? Also, do you think it's everyone that can bear the different sounds going on?"

This was the same necklace I had been having in my dreams! I quickly shook off my shocked countenance before reverting to my calm look. "This," his voice tousled the questions brewing in my head. "Is the Queen of the Vampires necklace, Green." My eyes sparked up again, this time I could barely hide the shock and excitement coursing through my veins. My jaws nearly dropped and I could feel my palm trembling alongside the phone. And for the first time, after so long, my Wolf, Impulse, jumped for excitement. He chose to forget our fight and rather enjoy the fact that, The ruler of Vampires, one of the most deadly beings in the supernatural world, Green, was the woman in my dreams.

Raphael dangerously threatened Shaine but the latter only smirked. She straddled Raphael then kissed him to stop him from talking. Shaine moaned when Raphael bit her tongue and lower lip. Their moans joined their kiss as Shaine ride Raphael’s long cock. “Raphael!! Ughhh, you’re so big!!” Shaine screamed. She felt so full that she couldn’t move for a minute. “Fuck me with your cunt, whore.” Raphael whispered, trying to reach for her lips for a kiss. Once Shaine got back to the rhythm, she started bouncing herself on Raphael. Her chest was bouncing as well which Raphael sucked.

But soon, she would understand the consequences of being miserly. One day, while Greta was mocking me as usual, Hilda gleefully watched on. She walked into the living room with a glass of water to keep her throat hydrated. However, her movements were cautious, and she shuffled around nervously. As she was about to sit down, I suddenly shouted, "Ah!" Startled, she plopped down onto the chair, and there was a loud popping sound. Hilda let out an ear-piercing scream. Trembling, she glanced downward and saw that her pants were completely soaked. Her eyes rolled back into her head, and she fainted on the spot.

She flips it open and blinks. “These are nursery rhymes.” “From the Veil-bordering settlements. Passed down for centuries.” Her eyes scan the page. One rhyme reads: When the bramble sighs and bones do creak, Don’t stray from paths, don’t dare to speak. Eyes may glitter, mouths may grin, But speak their name and let them in. Scarlett looks up. “That sounds like a warning not to invite something in.” I meet her gaze and nod, “Yes. Some kind of predator.”

I screamed out in fear, stepping away, only to feel something inside of my body, rumbling intensely. I fell on my knees feeling the pain inside of me. It was as if my stomach was about to explode. Just then, a green wavy light came out of me, forming into something mesmerizing before my eyes. I stared at this until I was left in total shock. What I saw left me bewildered. There was a mighty black wolf with green eyes, looking directly at me. It gave a smirk and said in its feminine tone, "Don't sign it, Brielle. That's not the way of the IVYS." Its eyes glowed, as it grinned at me.