Scary Text Novels & Stories

“You can't escape me, in this life or the next. Your time is running out, Your final breath is near, and I promise to make you suffer before your end. Just watch, my dear Emily, you'll soon face eternal darkness." I dropped my phone onto the bed, numb with fear. The air felt thick, tainted with a sense of impending doom. This was the most chilling and scary text I had ever read. It felt so terrifying and so certain. Like he was sure that everything would go his way. Like my despair was just a mere game for his amusement, a game he was a master at. He wanted to make me suffer, and killing Russell was his first step in making that happen. He wanted me to be desp

I mean, her threat at the mall definitely has a creepy underlying statement to it and all of this just felt like something she could pull off. A text came in a few seconds later from the anonymous sender. “You don't know me now but you will real soon, we'll be together and no one is going to be able to separate us.” The text read. I felt fear run down my spine after reading the text. It definitely had to be Sylvester. I took a screenshot of the texts before calling Sylvester. “Hey, Priscilla, I never thought I'd hear from you.” He sounded so casual over the phone.

Well, I hope that won’t happen. But honestly, it’s really scary that someone sends you texts telling you about what’s happening to you. Who wouldn’t be scared if a picture of me sleeping and going to the bathroom to take a bath was sent? He’s a total creep. Caleb said, that's too much for him to be a fan of me. Maybe next time I will really be kidnapped. Instead of helping me calm down and relax, he gave me a reason to overthink. I just hope that my stay here will be fine.

Six feet at the shoulder, it was black as night and seemed to dwarf the trees. Its head hung low as it looked at him with bright, too-intelligent eyes, its mouth half-open to expose huge white canine teeth. Scar pressed herself back against the tree trunk. Something inside her head was screaming at her to run, but there was nowhere to go.She was convinced that moving too quickly would end in seconds, with those teeth buried deep in his flesh, those claws cutting his throat.

. Like👍 before reading please. . 💔Hidden Scars💔 (Pain within😭) . . ✏Written By: _____Authoress Kamara✍_____ . . 😍Episode 23😍 . . 🌹Natasha🌹 "I should stop? Nat, when will you stop being so afraid of him? I know what he's doing to you but why won't you talk". He yells at me. "That asshole of a stepbrother is just using your fear against you by doing those horrible things".

- John Carl, I am agitated and keeps stomping silently my foot I sprint silently at the post where I'm in the middle of the tree and the post, and there is this structure called expressPay, which gave a small platform that gives me some moments to breathe "hoooo.. ha.. ha ... this too tiring, oh god I need some miracle"- John Carl being scared and at the same time is terrified makes me feels numb though my mind still not believing what I'm seeing, the reality was too harsh and every time I try to peak, the zombies never leave their place!

Tears overflowed my eyes. “Then tell me who’s hurting you, Spade.” The sudden tone change startled me. “I don’t know. A monster.” I covered my face. “I’m scared. Please, come and help me.” “Do you want this to end?” The voice hardened. “Yes.” “Then answer me honestly, Spade. No more lying.” She sounded angry now. “I swear I’m not lying. It’s a man without a face. A tall man with a tattoo of a snake on his right hand. He’s scary. His eyes are red. He’s a monster. Please, help me.”

I whispered to the empty room, my voice trembling with panic. My hand moved frantically over my belly, and I lifted my clothes, revealing a scar that looked as if it had been torn apart and sewn back together. The sight of it sent a shockwave through me, and I screamed, "AHHHHH!" My body reacted violently to the horror. I turned on the bed, scratching at my skin, pulling at my hair, desperate to rid myself of the pain and revulsion. My screams echoed through the room, a raw and primal outpouring of my anguish.

(Warning: This chapter contains some sexual content that may be offensive to some readers, please do not read if you're below 18. Do not read if you are not a fan of BDSM sex, read at your own discretion) "No... ooo! Damien!" I screamed out, my voice filled with sheer terror. The room seemed to amplify my fear, the echoes bouncing off the walls. The overwhelming feeling of dread coursed through my veins, leaving me trembling with fear. As I glanced upward, my eyes widened in sheer terror. He locked the door, trapping us in the brightly lit room with a haunting pink glow. The room fell into an eerie silence, leaving me frightened and filled with suspense, desperate to know what he was really

Ben chuckled “What the ...Am very beautiful mind you “ “But not as beautiful as my Rissa “ “Yeah I guess ......”Lily confessed . “But am really beautiful ....blonde hair ,kissable lips ...,blue eyes all ,pointed ...” “Yeah ..,Blah blah blah! ,That enough “Ben said “Seriously ,I feel like smacking you right now “ “What holding you ?,Miss scary face” Lily tightened her grip on the wheel .”One more word from you ,and am gonna get us into an accident “