Scary Stories Monsters Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Zergs have corrosive blood! Their shells are hard! They are immune to bullets! Normal people can't kill them!" "Can or can't, we'll see after I try," I say, eyeing the joint between the monster's head and body. I kick off the wall, launching myself into the air. "And who said I was normal?" The Zerg opens its mandibles. I catch its antennae mid-air and swing myself onto its back. I flip the axe in my hand. Thwack. I drive the blade precisely into the gap in its neck armor. I hold onto the handle for dear life as the monster thrashes. I twist the blade. Green slime sprays out. I dodge to the side, avoiding the corrosive splash. Below me, I can feel the axe handle melting from the acid.

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.

Scarlett cried, before sniffing her nose. "How scary is it?". Amelia asked because she was tired of playing games with Scarlett. "It's very scary Mama!". Scarlett said in between tears. Amelia nods her head so that Scarlett can continue her statement. "Inside the school premises….. I do see monsters walking with their head on the floor, while their leg is in the air……. I do see some monsters changing into beasts, and they always come after me, while using a knife". The young Scarlett declared.

“How are you getting something to eat?” “I broke into the candy machine, and the drinking fountain has water.” “Does the monster know you’re in here?” “I dunno, it never comes here.” “Where does it go?” “Sometimes it slides on the street. Sometimes it crawls in the grass.” “What does the monster do?” “It slides and eats stuff. It ate a squirrel. The squirrel tried to get away, but the monster crawled over it, and it was gone.” “Have you been anywhere else downtown?” “I wanted to go to the grocery store, but I’m too afraid. The monster will get me.”

She was probably angry that I didn't want to leave minutes before; her grip around my mouth was too tight. You know who was screaming, though? Tia Valeria. The rest of her House was screaming and crying and most likely knew that they were going to suffer a similar fate. 'Monsters' was the only word I knew to think of them as, given I had never seen or heard of anything like them. The way that man contorted his body was horror. Pure horror. And so, it was only fitting to describe these humanoid beings with bright eyes and superhuman abilities as monsters.

Norman replied. “Yeah…” “My mother used to scare me with these monsters when I was younger. I really thought she’s just using them to calm me down from throwing tantrums but it turns out that they really do exist.” Norman announced how he just saw the reality of things flash by his eyes and I thought we had the same thought process. These monsters used to only exist in films and books but no one ever suspected that they do exist in this world. And apparently, I’m one of those monsters now.

Gory Scenes can be seen everywhere as the monsters who is chasing the fleeing humans from it, had put it in a big bag and pushed it aside as a reservation for its dinner ad breakfast for tomorrow. Hysterical screams and crying voices sounded one after another belonging to an adult who was like a child a while ago, getting themselves wetted by the rain who could give them a miracle to themselves. Sadly they were so stupid to think so too, as this rain, was serve for all of the monsters time to finally move and fill up the stomach that was hungry for too long because of hiding. They did get an information too that there will be no S level or Sotiras heroes who would come on eliminating them, s

I did the research. On my whole lower arm, these are my favorite monsters in fiction: Dracula, Frankenstein's Monster, the Hunchback of Notre Dame, and course, a zombie. If you can see more closely it's a picture of me—zombified. Aww, thanks so much, Zeke. It just sounds funny when you say 'sexy zombie.'

Shelves stacked high with food and drinks surrounded her, untouched and abundant but outside… Monsters. Their figures roamed restlessly beyond the glass doors, their growls deep, guttural, and chilling. Even through the recording, the sound was so loud and unsettling that Ivy instinctively lowered the volume, not wanting her children to hear. Her fingers tightened slightly around the phone. Immediately, she began to type. Don’t go home yet, Ivy wrote quickly. The outside is filled with monsters. The supermarket still appears safe for now. Stay there as long as you can. If you must leave, try at night when most of them might be less active or resting.

Three years of midnight feedings, nightmare chasing, and storytelling. Three years of being everything to him while I'd been an ocean away, building an empire I had thought mattered. "Bad dreams about what?" I asked, moving closer despite myself. Caesar considered this seriously, his little face scrunched in concentration. "Monsters," he said finally. "Big scary ones that want to take Mama away." My chest tightened. "That sounds terrible." "But Mama's magic milk makes them go away," he added, taking another sip. "And her stories about brave muffins."