Scary Storys Novels & Stories

I shouldn’t have ever shown him where I lived. “Oh, Gosh! I am so not in the mood for this book. I need some romance in my life,” Anna leaned to whisper to me, keeping her eyes on our teacher. “Shht! I am sleeping,” I responded and made a silent fake snoring sound. We giggled at my joke, but then Stacy pushed my ribs with her elbow. I turned to my left to lift my shoulders at her. “What?” I mouthed at a loss. “I am listening to this. I love scary stories,” she told me before returning her attention to the professor.

“I was dying to know.” “Dying is what you would have been, had I left you behind.” Undeterred by her disbelief, he continued, “The woman we saw in town? The ugly one who scared you? She was one of the charmers I told you about. Charmers always recognize each other.” She stopped and stared at him. “What? There’s no such thing as…” she trailed off as her eyes reminded her that stranger things did exist. “But you said the Haunt kill…” She blanched as the true reason for her kidnapping registered.

"Just her fingernails are more beautiful than your whole being. You know what? You can have the room to yourself." I picked up a pillow and left, banging the door so hard that the entire house shook. KINGDOM OF THE GHOSTS OF TERROR A multitude of naked figures could be seen in the dark all sitting before a terrifying figure sitting on a throne with a golden crown on his head. From the aura, he was exuding and how all the figures before him slightly bowed their heads to him, it was obvious that he was their king. A great terrifying scary king with a scar so deep running across his cheek down to his jaw. He was merely sitting yet was towering over everyone. It can't be mistaken to call him a g

I have had a few relationships where I thought we were both feeling and thinking the same, but this is different. “What else is there you want to tell me about you?” Scarlett asked, looking straight into my eyes. “I’m not sure there is anything else for me to tell you. I live a pretty boring life,” I said, laughing. There are so many things that have happened in my life that I’m not quite ready to tell anyone about. I’m not even sure if I will ever be prepared to tell anyone. I need to change the subject. “If that is the story you are sticking to,” She laughed, “I will have that kiss now, please,” She added, licking her lips.

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

They ate the food in silence. After eating, they moved to the living room debating on which movie to watch. "Let's watch Lion King" nafisa suggested . "And why? "Khadija questioned. "Do I look like a baby to you "she added. Nafisa dropped the topic of watching cartoons before her cousin would take it far, they decided on watching The Meg which nafisa found weird . She doesn't like action or romantic movies, she would rather watch cartoon for the rest of her life. The movie was scary to fawaz, he wasn't familiar with such big fishes.

Just until I found a boyfriend that my dad liked. My manager, Hilda was supposed to pick me up by nine, this morning, so I had like five hours left. I got up from my bed, wondering how I was going to pass the time as I sluggishly trudged to my bathroom. I suddenly felt the hairs on the back of my neck rise and I felt my stomach churn anxiously. I began to look around my room as paranoia set in. I didn't understand why I was feeling this way. I felt like someone was here with me and by that someone, I meant the vampire.

I consoled him and gave him some water. “She locked me up in the store room” “WHAT? IN THE STOOR ROOM? HOW DID YOU COME HERE! Tell me everything.” I questioned. “I was locked inside since morning and when she opened me up, I ran and hid here. She warned me that she’ll lock me again if I told this to anyone.” I stood up and as I went forward Zac held my leg and started to cry. “Please don’t go. I don’t want to get locked please.”

“But what if someone comes…” “That’s the idea, silly,” she breathes. “No, I mean, what if someone else comes in…” “I’ll keep a look out,” offers Laura helpfully. “You can imagine I’m Scar Son if you like,” pleads Sandra, starting to squirm around on the bed, her hips writhing in sexual frustration while she fucks herself with two fingers inside her panties.

I instructed, my voice firm, before cutting the call. I couldn't help but think, Of all the tourist attractions in the whole country, she chooses to visit something that will likely scare her even more. Daisy's POV I had heard the news and read the stories about the Hall of Whispers. It wouldn't hurt to visit it for real, I thought. The Hall of Whispers was the subject of the only scary story I had ever read. But it was the shocking revelation at the end that had left a lasting impression - the author claimed it was real, and that he had visited the Hall himself. He had even mentioned its location: the Capital City.