Scary Stories Messages Novels & Stories

Another message. Unknown Number: Lock your doors, Sienna. Sweet dreams.

It was as if Stacy was trying to send us a message, to let us know that she was always watching, always waiting. Tom and I knew we had to do something, but we didn't know what. We felt trapped, like we were living in a constant state of fear. And then, one night, Tom received a text message. "Meet me at the old oak tree at midnight," it read. "Come alone." Tom showed me the message, his eyes filled with worry. "What do you think it means?" he asked. I shook my head, feeling a sense of dread. "I don't know, but I don't think you should go."

Curiosity piqued, she opened the message, and what she found shook her to the core. The message was short and cryptic, containing only a picture and a single sentence that sent a shiver down her spine. She read the message again, her eyes widening in shock. The implications of the message were alarming, leaving her feeling vulnerable and exposed. Vanessa's mind raced with questions as she tried to make sense of the message and its sender. Who could have sent her this cryptic warning? Was it related to her conversation with Alex or something entirely different? The unknown number added an extra layer of mystery to the situation, intensifying her sense of unease.

What could be worse, she has read the one that have really been scary, having Bobby work with her enemies, is really a scary message, which means she will be alone in the world, and she would have no one to run to when the time comes, she decided to open the other messages, to know just how much damage have been done. 'I am not so wicked, I wouldn't want you to loose your fake baby bum, so we are still going to try and pay you, your allowance this coming month, even though all we know about you right now, doesn't warrant us to give you a penny, but we will give you'.

Another message received: [Just watch Nat. I'll make you pay, I swear!]

Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories. To make it easier to understand and more transparent, this chapter will be like a summary for this and the following volumes. Vol.2: medium stories: The antics of Bia's crew ( ABC) Bia comments on a crew of children of criminals, in an invisible ship. In this world full of magic, demonic beasts and restrictions, they live on the run, abandoned by their parents. Not being accepted anywhere in the world they have to survive on small illegal jobs and from time to time to plunder.

I was standing in front of the mirror but I wasn't looking at my reflection. My phone began to beep and I slowly walked to where I kept it on the bed. I picked it and it was an anonymous message that said I'M GONNA MAKE YOU MISERABLE I shook immediately and goose bumps stood up all over my flesh. I read the text again and I was scared. I've never gotten a message like this and I prayed never to have. I know a couple of people who got such messages and things didn't go well with them I managed to drop the phone and dress up. Then I forwarded the message to my manager. He was shocked and he filed a report immediately

The sudden upsurge in security measures made her feel uneasy, and her instincts screamed at her that something ominous was coming, something dangerous and threatening. Opening the messenger, she opened his chat and sent him a message, begging him to call her back. "Please call me back, I need to tell you something urgent," she wrote, hoping and pleading for a response. The message was sent, left unread, and she felt her anxiety rise with each passing moment, waiting for his reply.

I sighed, and opened the phone to see a funny message which read, "HI BECKY, I DON'T KNOW IF THIS IS THE RIGHT TIME FOR THIS BUT PLEASE, UMMM…I'D LIKE US TO GO ON A DATE. HEHE. YOUR FUTURE LOVE, KELVIN" I hissed when I was done reading the message, and the anger that was beginning to boil within me as I saw that message knew no bounds. "What should I reply to these mother fucking idiots, the male gender scares me but Surprisingly the females are scarier." I snorted, under my breath.

Sophia’s fingers trembled as she stared at the ominous messages on her phone. The words burned into her mind, each letter dripping with unspoken threats. Unknown Number: You’re playing a dangerous game, Sophia. You might want to reconsider your choices before it’s too late. Her pulse thundered in her ears. Every rational part of her wanted to dismiss it as a cruel intimidation tactic, Mercer’s latest attempt to shake her. But there was something unsettling about the wording, something that made doubt creep under her skin.