Scary Story Ideas Novels & Stories

She sighed, “I’m exhausted Consuela but I have so many good ideas and storylines. Usually, I can float a few ideas around, pick one and then dedicate myself to it. I’m not one of those who can write more than one story at a time. I dedicate myself to the one. This time though I have so many ideas and I can’t pick one to go with and I want to write “Give me your top three. We can work on it.” “Space cowboy and mafia princess.” “Doesn’t that feel a bit close to home?” “No. Close to home would be my idea for a mafia princess who gets sucked into a video game and ends up with a half-ape, half-man hybrid who needs to protect her from the bad guys in the video game. When she wins the game, her pri

"That's great heard the previous season was a huge hit. So are starting anything new. What are your plans?" "I have a new book I'm working on. I'm thinking of a thriller. I want to do like a story about a guy who stalks a girl that he is obsessed with. They become a couple because of all the stalking he knew her likes and dislikes. He then ends up killing people who he believes is a threat to ruin the perfect love story which the girl later discovers. Question would be would she be able to accept him or not." "That seems dark. It's different from what you write but I'm intrigued and would love to read the whole story."

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

“There's something I don't know.” I glanced at him. “What's that?” He hesitated, then sighed. “Why are you afraid of the dark?” I froze. Just for a second, but he noticed it anyway. “Never mind. You don't have to answer…” “No,” I cut him short. “I'll answer.” Deep breath… out… here goes nothing! “When I was seventeen, I moved in with an uncle because my parents thought I was getting too rebellious. He used to be in the army so they thought he had a hand strong enough to handle me.” I exhaled, my fingers rising to my lips.

She munched her sandwich with some questions started emerging in her mind. Frank giggled. “Don’t tell me that he is a vampire that living in the mansion behind your family land!” He shook his head and was aware that Sonya’s fantasies to some extent, were weird and too magical to be true. He remembered Sonya’s imaginative story about a vampire who was living in the old mansion behind her family land after they spent their time watching an old horror movie when they were teenagers.

He added, "I've told you that wasting food is strictly prohibited in our factory. If you don't want to end up like her, you'd better eat up." I watched them coldly as they trembled, slowly lifting the covers off their plates. Almost immediately, their horrified screams filled the air. On their plates were arms, thighs, and fingers. There were enough body parts to form a whole person. Only then did I realize they weren't as scary as I had thought. It turned out that even those stronger than me could still feel fear. Right then, I spoke up, trying to sound braver than I felt. "Each part tastes different. If you're curious, you can swap pieces and try each other's."

"So let me hear what you got." "Alright, well, I am thinking so far the story is exciting, and scary like I wanted but not very naughty. I think we need to improvise things so the rest of the story is really, really, naughty." "I see. Come over here baby . . . sit down . . . tell me exactly what you mean by naughty?"

Ten-year-old Bree chimed as Emma looked over her shoulder worriedly. “That’s nice, sweetie. Why don’t you tell me about that mermaid story again?” “I hate that story. Can I tell the one about the wolf?” Bran chimed in. “Wolf?” Patrick asked as Brinna looked out the window and saw another animal running alongside their vehicle. “Yeah, the one that eats the girl in the red hood.” “Mommy, I don’t like that story. It is scary.” Bree snuck at the rolling landscape and saw the scary animal with sharp teeth sneering at her, so she pretended to look forward and saw her parents exchange a look.

"The problem, Sophie, is that you have the chance of changing what will happen in the future if you tell us what you know. Like I said, I can tell a dozen stories. You need to give me a reason why I should run your story over any other, or why I should even run it at all. There are millions of humans every day who pretend to be vampires, demons, and other supernatural beings. They dress up, wear fangs, and some even drink blood. All over the internet, people claim they’ve seen vampires, know demons, or are werewolves. Why is that?" "Because it's their second nature to fear us?" Sophie replied. "Yes. They fear us, and they want to be like us. If the rumours were true about those kinds of crea

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.