Scary Stories Hooked Novels & Stories

“That’s not nothing. Those are—” “Allergies! Not hickeys, definitely not hickeys. Why would you think that.” she cuts in. Too quick. “Or… bug bites. The cold weather brings out weird stuff.” I narrow my eyes. “Bug bites don’t look like that.” She laughs—forced, high. “Okay, fine. I… hooked up with someone at the party. Didn’t want to say anything because it was stupid. One-time thing. Embarrassing.” I blink. “You… what? With who? Why didn’t you tell me. I must have been too drunk to realize.” She sighs.

MERET "Spread your legs." Three words. That's all it took to make every promise I'd made to myself feel frighteningly fragile. My knees parted, brushing against the polished wood of the conference table as I opened myself to him completely. It was happening. The exact, twisted fantasy that had haunted my dreams for the past six months. My boss taking me against the long table in Conference Room B. Pulling my silk underwear aside. Taking whatever he wanted. Adrian hooked two fingers into my soaking folds, slipping past my tight entrance and driving them deep inside me in one smooth stroke.

His breath brushes my ear. “You sure about that?” My heart slams against my ribs, loud enough I’m sure he hears it. I turn my head just enough. His lips are right there—full, still faintly swollen from last night. My eyes flick up to his. Dark. Heavy-lidded. Waiting. The kitchen light catches the edge of his beard. The same beard that scraped my inner thighs until I screamed. I feel the pull—magnetic, dangerous—like gravity tilting the room. My lips part on a shallow breath. One inch closer and we’d collide again.

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

Today we all celebrated that i was awake and thankfully alive. Author’s Note Hey Guys, We have about 2 more chapters to go before the ending of ‘hooked up’ Thank you for reading

I wrapped my hand around his throat and let my nails elongate enough to pierce his skin, his blood beginning to drip down, staining my white shirt. The smell was intoxicating to my inner demon, and he wanted more. I saw the guys behind us trying to scramble away, but to their surprise, I had made the door disappear so there was nothing but four walls surrounding us. Their fear was enough to make me laugh, dropping the man in my clutch and throwing him into the wall. I wasn’t done with the one that I had started with, but my demon wanted the blood of Bradley more than anything.

Suddenly a mischievous idea came to mind,I grinned taking out the fake robot chrockroaches I made, how about a little prank. I tiptoed to Stacey's room opening the door gently I peeped in to see if she was awake. After making sure she was asleep, I stepped into the room, i gently walked closer to her bed,, lifted her shirt and dropped the chrockroach on her back then left the room. I did the same to Erick and Jace before turning on the robots with the little remote in my hand The chrockroaches began crawling all over their bodies while they woke with a start, they started screaming trying to get the fake bugs of their bodies while I rolled in laughter

she pulled him away and ran her palms all over his face and body before hugging him tight again. Bryan snaked his arms around her as far as his little arms could reach, “I’m fine now. I am not hurt but I think you scared the hell out of me.” “Huh?” Lauren made to pull away but she didn’t want to ruin the moment either so she let him hug her. “Don’t ever scare me like that again, okay?” She nodded, despite not knowing how he meant. He was unconscious when the entire scene played out. He hadn’t seen anything, right? Closing her eyes, she tightened her grip on his body and frowned when she realized how lean he had grown.

Eventually, with time, more and more of these presences will find a place in these vacant and unoccupied spaces, and more people will be aware of them causing more fear that they can feed on. And the vicious cycle continues... So we begin a whole bunch of stories connected to these academic places, dear reader. We truly hope you like them. Enjoy! +++++++ Hi there, guys! I’ve been a member of this page (Paramdam) for a few months now, but this is the first time I’m going to share a story with everyone. It’s a bit on the long side, but it’s worth it, so please bear with me. Ever since I was a kid, I’ve loved listening to or reading those scary kinds of stories. It’s become a family tradition f

The wind blows, the worm that keeps kicking is cut with the end of the hook, it dies instantly. The fish smell the blood of the worm. They are fearful and immobile, watching the lifeless body of the worm at the end of the hook, the man remains still. One of the youngest and most inexperienced fish, swimming calmly towards the worm, the man remains still. The little fish watches the worm closely, the man moves the hook. The scared fish runs away. The other fish lose interest in the worm, the man remains still. A more experienced fish, big and old, cautiously approaches the hook.