Scary Text Novels & Stories

"Does my size intimidate you?" For once, Scarlett decided to be honest. "I like big men, but... You're pretty insane, so yes, it does frighten me." "Insane?" There was a smile in his voice. "You know what you've done already. I don't have to explain myself for thinking that thought!"

The chilling text sent a shiver down Sophia’s spine. She reread the message, her mind buzzing with questions and fear. _“If you want to stay alive, stop digging. This is your last warning.”_ It was a simple message but filled with enough malice to send her heart racing. She glanced at Ethan, whose eyes were locked on hers, a frown deepening across his brow as he read the text over her shoulder. “Whoever sent this knows we’re onto them,” Ethan muttered, his voice low and filled with tension. “They want to scare us into stopping.”

With a choir, singing in her living room! “Beth,”Emma said ever so sweetly,“honey,are you totally sure you weren't having a dream?You must realize how this sounds!All this talk of caskets and corn children giving you ominous warnings….did you watch a horror movie before bed?You know how those upset you.” Beth composed herself as best she could.”No, I didn't watch a horror movie Em.I came downstairs thinking I’d left the telly on and there in my living room was a casket with me in it!And a choir of children.”

Then a weatherman appeared, but his face was pixelated into sharp, angry blocks, and the crawl at the bottom of the screen read: ERR://0x7F3A::NO_HUMAN_FOUND::RETRY? I turned it off. I sat in the dark for a while. The silence was worse than the noise had been. My laptop screen still glowed from the corner of the room, a waterfall of corrupted text falling endlessly. I watched it for too long. I started to see patterns. Not letters or numbers. Something else. Something that looked like it was trying to spell a word in a language that didn't exist yet.

While Hayden seemed to enjoy looking around, I spent the time to mentally prepare myself for when the ghost would come out and scare us. “See? It’s not as scary as you think. These things are made for kids...” Hayden said, sounding bored. “I’m just scared that something will pop out and…AHHHHH!” I said before screaming loudly in shock. I think I saw a bloody ghost or something jump out at us and I just screamed at the top of my lungs and started hugging and hiding behind Hayden. Why am I here? I can’t wait to get out of here! “Nooooo! Let’s get out of here! Out of here!” I continued screaming.

I wanted to scream but instead my whole entire body trembled in fear as I stared at him with my eyes as wide as saucers, my mouth gaped and in that moment everything came rushing back to me through those dark eyes, those dead eyes, “You!” I gasped in horror, he merely grinned at me as he tilted his head in amusement to examine my features. He seemed even more scary in this moment on top of me than he had that night, I was frozen in terror.

The man put the 'R' in Scary. "Who the fúck a-are you!?" Lanky's voice trembled. Oh yeah, it isn't her drunken state, alright. The man is indeed scary for him to affect her attackers this way. When he spoke, it was the deepest and most authoritative voice she has ever heard."Get away from the female. I do not want to be here, so do not waste my time." . .

I walked to the door to see that person, I really wanted to know who is that person. When I am about slid my head off the door "Nooooooo!" Ciara loudly screamed making me stops for a moment and swiftly turned myself to her fishing her arms at my direction with her eyes and mouth widely open and agape like she just saw a ghost or more like trying to warn me about something bad that I am about to do or encounter. She's so weird. "Why?" I asked trying to clear things. *** Angelina keeps on pulling Skye away from the house when they hear Ciara loudly screamed that made them suddenly stop. Skye didn't also know why Angelina is acting so weird like that where she even need to hold his arm and pull

Tess I find many things in this world scary: walking to the bathroom late at night when you don’t have a nightlight on, fake friends, the members of the Safir pack, and last, and probably my biggest fear, is the thought of spending eternity alone. Sue me for thinking that’s a terrible fate, but that is how I feel without lying to myself.

His touch was a rare comfort in the midst of the chaos, and I found myself focusing on his presence, trying to draw strength from it. “So, what’s your go-to scary movie?” I asked, attempting to shift my focus. Just then, a menacing figure with a knife appeared in front of us, tilting its head in a grotesque manner. I instinctively recoiled, brushing against Darius’s body in the process. The figure passed us with a ghostly grace, clearly enjoying the fear it evoked. I felt a cold shiver sweep through me, and goosebumps pricked my skin, a familiar sensation reminiscent of the unsettling feeling I got before summoning a storm.