Scary Stories Green Ribbon Novels & Stories

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

7 “Awe!” I yelled in shock when water splashed on my face. Some even went in my nose. Annoyed, I roamed my eyes around. Who did that?! I turned to one side and saw the green-eyed man! Oh, my god. Again?! "You again?" I ejaculated, annoyed at him. He seemed embarrassed to look at me and suddenly averted his eyes from me. He would have opened his mouth to speak but I spoke. "Yesterday, you ‘accidentally’ threw a basketball at me—who on earth would bring a basketball on the beach? and now, you're splashing me with seawater! Tell me, are you pulling a trick on me?"

Lena stumbled back as the first of the dead pulled itself free, hollow eyes glowing with unnatural green Lena's breath hitched as more skeletal figures emerged, their bodies wrapped in tattered remnants of what might have once been armor or ceremonial robes. The green fire in their hollow eyes pulsed in time with the Rift's energy inside her, a silent call that sent an unnatural chill down her spine.

Lucian handed me a small mirror, his expression steady yet filled with worry. Taking the mirror, I lifted it up to see my reflection. My eyes stared back, not their usual colour but a vibrant, flickering green, as if tiny lights were dancing within them. It was beautiful but eerie, a colour I’d never seen on myself before. I tried to calm my racing heart, took a few steady breaths, and watched as the green glow dimmed, fading into a deep, forest-green hue that seemed somehow… natural yet unfamiliar. I couldn’t look away, captivated by the sight, but a strange unease settled over me.

In 1983 a Mrs Carson of New York was laid out in our coffin, presumed dead of hear disease. As mourners watched, she suddenly sat up, alive as you or I. Unfortunately her daughter dropped dead of fright on the spot. I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon.

"Are you just doing this just because Ashton will be there?" "No," I lied. Well, half lied. Maybe I'm doing it because Brayden might be there too. I don't know, honestly. But I know that I want to impress someone, I just don't know who. I told Mom I wanted something simple but nice, attractive but doesn't attract a lot of attention. And that's what she found for me. The top part was shiny silver, and the bottom part was of lacy white. The top and bottom were connected by a pastel pink ribbon.

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.

His training and skills were far beyond her own experience. She reached out and grabbed her staff from its corner spot in her room. She examined it quickly; its braided threads of different colors wrapped the top, with a small, vibrant red ribbon chain with a brilliant, blue feather, given to her by a Ribon. The Ribons were beautiful birds of vibrant reds, blues and greens. Their songs were of even tones and lovely tunes to the ears. Laylan had spent many days in the forest listening and watching the Ribons. She took her staff, and then turned out of her room.

A bang was heard, and his pocket burst open, sending two sheets of yellow paper with strange-looking runes floating to the ground. Skyler’s expression changed drastically while Glen lowered his head in a flurry and picked up the charms. “Glen!” Skyler felt lingering fear in the meantime. The sight of the runes scribbled on the sheets of yellow paper was ghastly and terrifying. Just the sight of it sent a shiver down his spine. Glen tried to defend himself by saying, “I got it from a flea market!” A few other companions who came with them took a few steps back in fear and kept a distance from Glen.

Fu**! She fires her ribbon and I know there's no way I can dodge it. It goes through my ankle. I scream in pain as the ribbon breaks through my bone. A pool of my blood appears under my leg, I held my leg as I cried and groan out in pain. Is this the end for me? I wondered as everything suddenly moves in slow motion, another of her ribbon is coming at me. Fear fills me as one thought kept coming to me. I don't want to die! There are so many things I haven't done yet! No! Not like this! I narrowly dodged her second ribbon. It goes through my shirt just a breath away from piercing through my stomach.