Scary Story Authors Novels & Stories

Written by Evelyn Mba ©®©® @Paranormal @Romance UNFOLD TRUTH The girl walked over to the other shelf, searching for another book to read. I need a horror book, Mister. Sylvia said to the Library attendant. About what? The man asked. Wolves and Witches. Roxanne said from the other side. Shut up, Witch. Sylvia snapped and turned to the attendant. I'll prefer TRUTH OR DARE. Sylvia said and the attendant shrugged.

Epilogue: Now that I have written several of these stories, I find that my old ghosts have started to haunt my dreams yet again. It is amazing that once things are written down, they begin to take on a life of their own. Just remember, if you don’t want things to go bump in the night, don’t tell anyone else about them.

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.

"How can't I know? We published that book. Of course, no one would be more familiar with that than me." It was titled 'Night of Terror' and the book was a compilation of horror stories Lucy's team had painstakingly gathered, edited, and packaged into decent stories. Actually, more than half of the compiled stories came from a single person, a ghostwriter Lucy wished to monopolize, for others to have no more contact with. "Some of the stories in this book have the same writing style and usage of some sets of words. I know for sure that those stories had been penned by the same person. Since you are the chief editor of this publication, can you arrange a meeting with the author?"

Alpha Aidan explained as Archer and I joined the group of people huddled around the desk, whilst Darren hurriedly flipped through. “Here it is! The Tale of The Flesh Eaters, written by Arthur Bartley. It is said that Arthur saw these creatures one day which inspired the book.” Darren explained with a smile standing back so we all could see the story he was very proud to find, I mean this was only further validating the claims he’s been making.

I felt so weak and wobbly that I thought I was going to fall on my way down the stairs. That’s it. Happy reading because that is a happy ending anyway, ahahaha! The End! +++++++++ Yes, both stories are from members of the Paramdam and Paranormal All-Stars FB groups. They are such fun people don't you think? And now I wonder, what kind of nightmares do you have? I hope they would be as exciting as these... On that note, goodnight for now, and I hope that you would return to the Supernatural Spa very soon. This is your Storyteller, the Diwata saying... Fare thee well!

Sarah encouraged him. He growled and obliged, railing me so hard the bed creaked. I came again around his cock, my screams muffled by Sarah’s pussy. She came shortly after, flooding my mouth. We kept switching—Jake taking me from behind while I ate Sarah’s pussy, then Sarah riding my face while Jake fucked her, then all three of us in a sweaty, tangled pile of limbs, mouths, and cocks. Fingers everywhere. Tongues. Dirty words spilling constantly: “Step-mommy’s slutty daughter,” “Fill your stepsister,” “Cum in Mommy’s mouth.”

And after what she told me earlier,of what she had seen…” Hollingsworth Manor,July 1984 “I swear to you Polly,”Ginny said in her most excited voice.”I saw her…in my room!” “Calm down Ginny,”Polly implored.”Tell me everything from the beginning.” Polly pulled her younger sister down next to her on the low wall overlooking the garden,where the flowers were in full bloom.Ginny’s beautiful elfin face,so much like her own,was frozen in a mask of pure terror. “I believe you Polly,everything you said about this place is true…its haunted!At first I only felt it,but now… I have seen this evil with my own two eyes!”

Chapter 1 Harper’s POV “Shit, the hallway looks clear,” I whispered to myself, my heart slamming against my ribs as I peeked around the corner one last time. My palms were sweaty, and I wiped them on my tight black skirt before I slipped into Luca Mateo’s massive office like a thief. The door clicked shut behind me way too loud in the quiet space. And immediately my phone rang which made me jump hard. “Oh shit, that scared me!”I muttered to myself as I brought out my phone and swiped the answer button.

Scared of being associated with the scandal. But I did not give up. I explained what I was trying to do. I showed them the petition. Some of them slammed their lockers in my face. Others told me to leave them alone. A few actually listened. Slowly, very slowly, some of them started to open up. A girl named Sarah from my English class admitted she had loved the stories. "They were actually really well written," she said quietly. "The author understood character development and emotional depth. It was not just about the sexual stuff. There was real storytelling there."