Scary Text Stories Novels & Stories

Ten-year-old Bree chimed as Emma looked over her shoulder worriedly. “That’s nice, sweetie. Why don’t you tell me about that mermaid story again?” “I hate that story. Can I tell the one about the wolf?” Bran chimed in. “Wolf?” Patrick asked as Brinna looked out the window and saw another animal running alongside their vehicle. “Yeah, the one that eats the girl in the red hood.” “Mommy, I don’t like that story. It is scary.” Bree snuck at the rolling landscape and saw the scary animal with sharp teeth sneering at her, so she pretended to look forward and saw her parents exchange a look.

He lifted my top and in one go,he had it over my head and on the floor. His hands hooked over the band of my shorts as he began peeling it off. “I want screams tonight.” “You're not __” “I'm gonna make you scream,trust me.” I refused to look into his eyes,I couldn't. I stepped out of my shorts and immediately,he got on his knees,his face directly in front of my pussy. I moved my legs, feeling a bit exposed. “Are you shy?” He asked. His voice held a little hint of mockery. “A bit,I'm just.” I felt the first lick and my body went rigid.

The horizon was a jagged smear of charcoal gray and bruised violet. For three years, I had walked toward it, guided by nothing but the rumors whispered in the hushed, terrified voices of dying scavengers. They spoke of a place that held the line, a fortress of humanity amidst the rotting sprawl of the walking dead. They called it "Haven."

only that my head wasn't in the photo, it had been ripped off. The hairs on my body stood at its ends It was so scary and disgusting, how could anyone do this? It came with a text which read. I will get you soon, There will be nowhere to hide; The blood drained out from me ,the person had stopped for a few days and I thought.... , why did he start all over again ? I was still in a daze when Hayden stormed off, disappearing from my view, he returned less than five seconds later..

She leans in close and sniffs me, her long tangled grey hair tickling my nose. Hearing a demented laugh explode from her, I inwardly cringe while she raises her head and peers at me with the scariest eyes I have ever seen. When they look at me, it's as if I am peering into a deep red abyss, so terrifying that I could only ever imagine it in my worst of nightmares. Her face is grotesque and when she laughs again, I see two teeth. Those two teeth though, look razor sharp like fangs.

Flashback Monte Rio, CA A black car drove through a desolate road. On the right and left are full of dense and lush forest trees. Inside the car, Anne, sitting next to Jack, is feeling anxious. Jack who was driving the car glanced at Anne who was squeezing the hem of her dress. "It's okay, everything will be fine." Jack tried to calm Anne down, as if he knew what was going through her mind. "I'm scared," she said hesitantly.

Ken asks while trying to make the conversation a little lighter. "I swear, Ken. Big huge hairy creatures that shift between men....and ugly wolf-men hybrids...They also talked about vampires at the place they held me for four days. We don't live in the world we think we do...I swear on mom. The girl I escaped with...they shot her in the back of the head. To escape from the basement I made the furnace explode...I killed people to get away from them, Kenny. I became a monster to escape monsters. I would never make that up," I declare, and Ken's eyes widen as he digests my words.

Surprisingly, the man followed me without hesitation and we continued to walk until we reached a lonely spot. I thoroughly looked around before letting go of his hand. "Sorry for taking you away like that. I-" I said, looking up at the man, but my sentence was cut off by a shocked gasp. I stared at the man who stood in my front, the man whose hand I'd just held and I was utterly terrified. His eyes shone a bright red, his veins were glaringly visible all over his neck, his jaw and a little on his cheek. He grabbed a fistful of his hair and tilted his head back as his long and sharp teeth were exposed from his mouth.

Lena stared at the message glowing on her phone screen, her pulse quickening with each passing second. The words were brief but chilling: “Your home is not safe. Trust no one. Someone close is part of it.” The text had no name, no identifier. It was a warning from the shadows, sent to shake the very foundation of her security.

It was a Gothic sphere which they didn't want to escape. Zayn engulfs Cassandra as she felt scared. "Shush, it's fine. It's not a scary site." He says and switches the lights on with his phone. The room was lightened as the text reverses itself. [Do you remember your past? Are the glimpses haunting you?] "That's what it says..." "Zayn, I'm scared." Cassandra's voice was cracking. "Shush, Shush, Shush... I'm right here. It's fine." Saying, the man dares open the site.