Scary Story Read Novels & Stories

But the book is filled with shadowy creatures and monsters that feed on humans and animals alike. Letting out another loud sigh, I reached for the book and pulled it out. Even though I had wanted to drop this book and find another one that would be more accurate, I wasn't able to find another book back at home. Maybe there might be some in this castle? With the book in my hands, I walked over to the bed and sat at the edge. Placing my hand flat against the hard cover of the book, I traced it from top to bottom, wondering if I should continue reading or just stop filling my head with scary stories.

Emory I can’t move as Rainier continues to translate the story about the hybrid. It is nothing but a terrifying monster, a mindless killing machine. My breath quickens as panic sets in, making me want to run away. I want to hide under the blankets of my bed and shut the world out. I don’t want to believe my baby could turn into the beast in the story with no ability to reason and only an insatiable urge to kill.

Scarlet's POV I gaps so hard that my lungs hurt when I hear the strange voice speaking from the book. I step back in shock as I clutch my hands around the end of the wall, breathing heavily in fear. The sound of the voice stir up some reaction that my body automatically activates it's flight survival mode. The hairs all over my body are on edge and I begin to take off out of the room when I immediately flare the door open. I’ve never seen a book talking.

Ylora finished reading it loudly. "What the heck is this? An ancient story of betraying and revenge? What kind of power he had that everyone will bow under his feet when he wakes up? This is absurd," she said, talking to herself after she read the paragraph inside the book. Arra stands up, puts back the old book into the vault again, and closes it. She walks to the door and tries to open it again. And she's so glad when she opens the door easily. She rushes outside the room scared that it might close and locked her again inside.

But it didn't happen, Fear seared through her fiber when she felt the faceless monster with a long tongue bringing out his tongue again, but this time, he wanted to kiss her. “I want to suck your soft and strawberry lips” He said and Aloha screamed again. “I can't, you said we are scary, and I try to let you know what scary means” The faceless monster whispered to her ear, inhaling the breath of the monster resting on her neck, instantly her shut eyes opened, hearing the word scary and her frowned eyes located Ragnar and she rolled her frowned eyebrows at him. Anger coursed through her. She realized Ragnar was the one doing this to her, she had concluded that he can read people's minds since

She stared at me with her ice gaze and I stiffened. "There it was me sneaking out to go and read some blight and weird book at night and even at the brightest hour of the day." "To read porn?" "Holy crap, I was barely nine! It's horror books with some bats and witches and all the weirdest things they could describe." "But not this creature." "Yes, exactly not this." "I could remember reading about Langsuir," "Never heard of that," I said sitting my derriere on the table. I have never had an intense yet intriguing conversation with someone before and I could see Ariadne loosening up a bit. That made it a lot harder for me to spill out what I intended.

I wanted to read it at that moment but something was telling me otherwise. I badly wanted to read it but there was no way I could do that, it was just too complicated. Calming my nervous self I opened the book hoping he wouldn't see something that would scare the hell out of me. But who was I for the moon goddess that listened to my prayers? She had never listened to my prayers and I was sure of it. The first sentence I saw inside the book was no less horrifying than the first one. I would say it was on the same level and I was even more scared when I saw it.

muttered Sumico excitedly. Sumico went on taking a look at Hanny’s other romance novels one by one until she reached a book – not a novel, but it got the similar size with a novel. The title was tickling, somewhat queer, strange, and scary. Sumico turned the book back to read the synopsis for a while.

" She gain said, while I listened to her. "He saw me with this scary little eyes, as he walked towards me with his steps scaring every single nerve in me."She even began to explain me her story when her each word made me think of Noah's action and scaring me breaking my would in several pieces. While she just didn't care and kept on going with all her story. I closing my eyes and tried focusing on not thinking. And ended up going down in the slumber. ~

My Grandpa’s story began like this: “Grandpa! I’m glad you came today. Do you have a story to tell me? Make it a scary one! Oh, I know! How about when you were my age, what did you do for Halloween?” “Well, let’s see... when I was fifteen...” “Grandpa!” “What? Oh, right! What did I do on Halloween when I was your age? I don’t know if you should hear this. I mean, it’s not pretty. It’s downright scary as hell!”