Scary Unicorn Novels & Stories

“Scorpions, scorpions, so many scorpions... It’s terrifying... They want me to eat... eat them all... Ha ha ha ha!” Her words were insane, making no sense. Luna Sandra furrowed her brow deeply. “Hurry, pull her away, all of you!”

~Akara It looks more frightening than I could have ever imagined. It stands tall, scorpion like in it's appearance, with glossy white scales like ice. It has no eyes...In fact, it doesn't have a distinguishable face. But it doesn't need to have massive fangs and a drooling mouth to be terrifying. It's large tall curled up over it, with pincers that have Tai's unconscious body snagged around them. There are no thoughts in my head as I start trudging through the snow toward it. I don't get very far, as a hand comes out to grasp my arm, yanking me back curtly.

But, no matter how hard he convinces himself, the fear of losing his only son haunts him constantly. When the visiting hour is up, Larry came home with a bottle of cheap rum. He drunk everything even though he doesn't really know how to drink alcoholic beverages. Even when he was young, he never really learned how to be a cool kid. --------------------- "Hello, Mr. Swanson. Good evening!" One of the high school student greeted Robert when he entered the Sunnyville Milkshake shop. He was about to grab some dinner when he saw the bullies drinking milkshakes together. They are all having fun after classes, all while one of the schoolmates is in the hospital.

And they prohibited most of the abilities that make me a demon from usage. I nickname the man Jerk, although my clairvoyance told me he is a regular human nicknamed Jackal. I don’t know what business he has with Scarlet, but she is allowing him to flip up her skirt under the covered table, which I can see from the table behind. His left-hand glides down her skirt and feels her bare bottom. She is wearing a lacy thong that matches her bra and while seeing the lace gives me a reaction; I am jealous that someone else, instead of me, has his dirty fingers touching her intimate parts.

I wasn’t entirely sure how to respond to Lucas’ words. I just watched in horror as the scene in front of me. The sight of blood everywhere. I couldn’t figure out what was more disturbing. The dead bodies and blood or the sight of Lucas, who had transformed into some monster.

Emotional resistance generated unstable power strong enough to sustain the Heart endlessly. But genuine connection? Trust? Love without fear? The Heart didn’t understand it anymore. Kael looked upward uneasily. “I genuinely cannot believe the magical apocalypse is emotionally insecure.” The Queen unexpectedly answered him softly. “Everything becomes monstrous when fear controls it long enough.” Kael blinked. “That was disturbingly wise.” The elder suddenly charged again. This time the transformed creature moved with horrifying speed, corrupted silver-black claws tearing directly through the sanctuary corridor toward Aria and Ronan. “Separate them!”

Making a turn, my gaze caught on my reflection in a silverware tray and the feeling of disgust also settled within me. The girl staring back had a terrible scar running from the left side of her forehead down her half open nose, half missing lips to the right side of her jawline. Although she could see fairly well, one of her eyes was misty like a dull cloud on a boring day while the other was a vibrant forest green. I was a deformed girl. A freakshow that had no business being at the Luna Queen’s birthday party. Especially, since she hates my family with a passion. “Are you having fun?”

I didn’t say anything else; I just leaned my head against his shoulder, and together, we waited. I kept my eyes shut tight. Damien’s arms were still around me, holding me gently like I was something breakable. I could feel the way his chest moved up and down behind me. His breathing was calm, slow, and steady. And somehow… it made mine slow down too. I was scared, but I didn’t want to admit it out loud, but deep inside, I was really, really scared. What if the vision never comes? What if I’m broken now? What if the moon has turned away from me because I failed?

Turning them into something dark and sinister. They had once been named unicorns. Creatures that roamed the lands of this realm freely. Hunted only by those who wished to use their magic for evil. Driven into the depths of darkness with fear, they were captured by Aodh and Anubis. Their very essence was ripped from them according to lore and became what they are now. Nightmare horses. The largest reared up snorting and neighing, Kicking his front hooves up. The beast began to charge, and I took this as my opportunity. The hunt was on.

Valen stripped off his shirt and joined. Then Liora snapped her fingers and was suddenly in a black swimsuit, her makeup untouched, hair in a perfect bun like she’d walked out of a magazine. I rolled my eyes and wandered toward the edge of the trees, needing space. That’s when I saw it. A baby unicorn, limping through the underbrush, a gash deep on its hind leg. My breath caught. I dropped to my knees beside it without thinking, my hand hovering over the wound. And then—it glowed.