Novel & Cerita Scary Things To Say

All of a sudden some bikers came forward from behind them and drove past me as they were now surrounding me with their bikes, roaring the engine to scare me. "I didn't know that cats are this clever to play with those kinds of toys."The Scar face said all of a sudden, getting into the conversation. Oh, I forget he speaks. He looks good when he keeps his mouth shut because whenever he speaks up it doesn't help at all. In fact his voice and presence sucks up your confidence leaving you stammering. "That shouldn't bother you." I said looking direct in his eyes but when he raised his bruised eyebrow at me,I started to blink several times and quickly diverted my gaze away from him.

“What’s your favorite movie?” Laura is silent for a long moment, her bottom lip between her teeth as she thinks. “I-I don’t know.” She exhales. “I think I liked comedies or drama pieces. Nothing sad or scary.” I offer her a smile. “I don’t like anything scary either.” Her eyes widened in surprise. “Really?” “Hell, yeah.” I nod without an ounce of shame. “Demons and poltergeists are terrifying.” Laura’s throat releases the quietest laugh. “Yeah, they are.”

"Monster!" "Shut up..." Tears fell from my eyes. I begin trembling. "Don't go near us, you killer!" "Guys, let's stop... she might harm us too!" "She's scary..." "Shut up." I used my hands to close both of my ears as I shut my eyes tightly. I don't want to listen. I do not want to listen. I won't listen! They are lying. They are lying... They are just completely lying! It's not true! It's not...

“You know what? It’s pointless talking to you. You’re so stupid, ridiculous , childish, ignor….” “Enough!” The leader of the scary men yelled and I gasped as I stared at him, finding it hard to even swallow because of how hurtful my throat still felt, and he moved closer to us as he chuckled. “So you know each other, huh?” He asked me, and I turned to Layla.

"Can Blake or any creature mess with my mind?" "Like I can?" He asked in my head. "No, not like that, I mean in a bad way? Like, can they make me see things, dream things?" "Only fairies." I looked around with real fear. "There are fairies here?" I didn't want to meet anymore creatures. Lycans and Vampire Siren Things are bad enough. "You're not going to stop calling me that, are you? And I'm not so bad." "I'll shorten it to VSR, and no, you're not so bad."

“What did Harmona do there?” She hesitated, biting her lip, before finally speaking. "It's... it's an eerie house. People say you can hear screams at night, and they say it's haunted," she said in a low voice, almost like she didn't want to believe her own words. "Everyone avoids it, because it’s scary…filled with dark magic." I could feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand up at the thought. Haunted? Screams in the night? What the hell was going on out there?

“Should I be scared?” “If you bite your lip like that again, it won’t be my mom you need to be scared of—it’ll be me.”

Pain appeared in his voice as he continued talking to me. "What else do you want me to do?" I turned to him and painful tingles shot through my body. "I saw something- I saw something so terrible that I can't ever erase that memory!" My eyes teared and my voice softened, lowering down to a whisper. "That man was hideous, his face, the way he walked, the way he killed -everything, it was terrifying. And if that's you, then I'm scared of you." He leaned forward and shook his head, "You don't have to be scared of me."

she yelled and banged the door furiously. "It......I....t me Li..ly Lilly Winter" she stuttered. "I know what you'll be thinking right now, that I am a coward but that's the truth, I am really scared of Gabriella Scot, she is a scary person and ten times meaner than Jessica Bane", she thought to herself.

A cold voice suddenly came from inside the room. I jumped, my body shaking uncontrollably, and almost my heart stopped beating. Suddenly, someone was talking scary in this quiet space, and a cold voice like pungent. 'Say! If we don't talk, we'll die a little faster!' Oralie urged me. 'You're only good at hiding in there; if you out, you'll feel how terrible it is out here.' I snapped. 'Okay, I'm sorry, but I don't dare; I won't say anything from now on.' Oralie lowered her voice. 'Come on, let's talk.'