Scary Stories Pictures Novels & Stories

The cover was embossed with a symbol that looked like a twisted, enraged claw mark. Nate crossed the room, the ghost sense of Kieran’s touch still tingling on his skin. He stood beside his chair, close enough to feel the warmth coming from him, and peered down at the pages. The script was old, but the images were brutally clear: depictions of wolves, but different. They were monstrously big, their musculature exaggerated and vicious, with four separate, scary sets of fangs in their gaping maws.

She closed the door behind him and then sat down at her desk with John sitting across from her. “I’m glad you’re here. I need to know something,” Lindsay said as she opened her desk and pulled out the pictures of the creature that had been killed at her home and those of what Annie described as a ghost. She handed them to him. “I know you have seen these pictures, but can you tell me again? Have you seen either of these things before?”

We were halfway there when I looked over at Emery who was as silent as a church mouse. This wasn’t like him and I could smell the nervousness rolling off of him. “Hey man, what’s got you so damn quiet?” I nudged him with my elbow. He blinked a few times as his brown eyes scanned the road and both hands gripping the wheel so tight I could see the white in his knuckles, “I’m just a little tense after seeing those pictures. We have seen some pretty nasty shit, dude, but that was,” he stopped and shook his head, “fucked.” I turned back to the road and the images of the body flashed in my head. I shivered, “Yeah, it definitely makes you wonder what the hell are really in these woods.” I looked to

Emma opened her eyes, turned to look, and saw something dark crawling in through the window. “What is this?” Emma’s voice was cold. Qri heard and looked over. In an instant, her heart seemed to stop! Upon seeing it, Qri’s eyes met a black scorpion with red spots on its back slowly approaching the pool! “A scorpion! A scorpion!” Qri shouted in horror, her face drained of color. Out of instinct, she reached for the clothes hanging on a divider, but another scorpion was crawling close to her clothing, making it impossible to approach. Qri withdrew her hand involuntarily.

There is just something about the dark that is so scary. I might be a werewolf but those ghost stories do scare the hell out of me. I kept imagining seeing things as we walked through the forest. A tree that looked like a giant person, a short person with a big head and no eyes. ‘Ahhhhh, what in the world is wrong with you? You are supposed to be the strongest, bravest she-wolf but here you are being afraid of ghosts,' my wolf said and I chuckled. I did that to wake her up, she had been too quiet for my liking.

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.

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.

She leans in close and sniffs me, her long tangled grey hair tickling my nose. Hearing a demented laugh explode from her, I inwardly cringe while she raises her head and peers at me with the scariest eyes I have ever seen. When they look at me, it's as if I am peering into a deep red abyss, so terrifying that I could only ever imagine it in my worst of nightmares. Her face is grotesque and when she laughs again, I see two teeth. Those two teeth though, look razor sharp like fangs.

Or maybe it was the terrifying pictures that hung down the walls that were the cause of the quiver running down my spine. On both sides of the foyer hung several pictures of demons, vampires and monsters. I bit my nails while I studied the pictures even though they unsettled me. I guessed at least half of the pictures were from the 1500s The first portrait that caught my attention featured a very tall, grey skeleton-like man who was holding several sharp objects in his hands. The skeleton man had worms and maggots in his belly and body, and his dead skin was hanging off his bones like worn-out rags.

You are" We argued till we started laughing hard. Our laughter seized when the ground suddenly started shaking. The trees were shaking vigorously and different scary sounds coming from different angles. Everywhere suddenly went pitch dark. We screamed loud in complete fear holding tight to each other. The ground shook more vigorously and we raised up our heads in fright to see a large wolf,the one i had imagined i saw the other day. It hadn't been imagination. It had been real! It was approaching us looking more scary with it's big blue eyes. We screamed in fear and i saw Fleur already collapse beside me. I shook in fear, knowing i can also go unconscious any minute from now and then this wo