Novel & Cerita Scary Text

came out and appears in front of her. "Arra...come to me. I've been waiting on you for so long," said the scary man with a deep voice. "Go away! Please, go away! Daddy! Help me!" she screamed so loud. Hoping that someone can hear her voice. Her body was shaking in fear as she silently chanting a prayer. A minute had passed and she didn't hear the voice again. She wants to open her eyes to check if the scary man was still there but she couldn't do it. Afraid that once she opens her eyes she will only discover that the man was still there and still staring at her with a creepy look.

I had a thin line scar, but it wasn’t visible unless you took a closer look. “How am I look scary, Hailey?” I placed my hands on my hips, waiting for her answer. “You’re brooding all the time.” I felt the smile spread across my lips. “Oh, that bothered you, huh? I thought you read scary books all the time.” “No, I don’t.” "Look, Hailey. I don’t have a reason to smile. The world has turned back on me a long time ago. But I promise I won’t hurt you, and I will try not to look scary, okay?”

He said finally after texting a long message on his phone. “I think I need to sit.” I managed to get out as the room began to spin. It felt similar to panic attacks I had in the past. My heart began to race faster as I thought about how he was affecting me already. This was completely unhealthy. “You are sitting.” Tadeas’ deep voice spoke before darkness overtook all my senses. I woke up in a strange place, in the middle of a road. There were extremely large houses all around. As if they were built for giants. The doorways must have been at least 17 feet. The windows were just as magnificent.

He whispered coldly in my ears. My eyes widened up as he said. My brow arched, I couldn't believed my ear. Oh my God! What is he trying to do with me? The fear of losing myself to a monster like him rushed a spine into my whole body system. Too young for this phase I was passing through. No! He wouldn't get down on me so easily.

The crimson letters seemed to seep into the very air, delivering a chilling warning that sent shivers down my spine. The words read "You would never find your children. Never!!!” Panic clenched my chest, and a scream tore from my throat, echoing in the confines of the room. I scrambled out of bed, my pulse thundering in my ears, my breaths coming in ragged gasps. The sight before me was a nightmare brought to life, a gruesome reminder that danger was all around us. The message etched in blood was a sinister message, one that left me trembling with fear and uncertainty.

I couldn't help but drool. Furthermore, he was so tall, and had broad shoulders. His stomach was six packed, and hairy as well. But looking at me, I looked like an ant right in front of him. He had no single smile or softness ok his face. Okay! To put words together, he looked scary! He turned the light off again. He walked closer to me, and I stepped backwards slowly in fear. My heart was racing so fast. Oh God!, I just hope I won't give up an f****** ghost tonight. He continued walking closer to me, and I kept stepping backwards.

When her mother was lulling her to sleep that night, she read the expression on her face and interpreted it right-Fear "What are you scared of?" She asked softly "What I'll see on the night before my birthday" she answered with a small voice. "Don't worry, it won't be bad this time, I'll pray for you" and then her mother prayed until she fell asleep.

He was trembling and on the verge of getting panic attack. Stopping the black Porsche just an inch away from him the driver gets out of the vehicle as if in a trance. "Come back to Tehran." He snarled on the face of Victor, his face purely white with an ugly black scar right on the middle of his forehead. He went to the switch board fixed to one of the pillars in the parking lot and put his finger into the socket. His body shook with passing electricity surprising Victor and he died on the spot.

His muscular wolf frame oozes out power, his gray hair and scars that adorn his face and body, are a testament to the battles he has fought and won. His presence alone fills me with a primal fear, as if I have stumbled upon a predator in the midst of its hunt. As he closes the distance between us, each step knowing and resolute, my body freezes in place. The fear that courses through my veins paralyzes me, making me incapable of rational thought. I can feel the tremors coursing through my limbs, my muscles betraying me in the face of this scary person.

SCARLETT “… NATHANIEL! …” I sit up as I scream his name, my breathing erratic, body covered in sweat, tears streaming down my cheeks as shock and fear still runs strong through me. Before I even get a chance to get myself back under control, my body goes ridged, my back arches, my head tilts back, and another scream is forced from my lips… VISION - THIRD PERSON