Scary Voices Novels & Stories

‘Don't worry, it's not Dante at all,’ the voice replied. I don't understand what's happening or why it has to be like this—two voices inside my head speaking as if they're conversing with each other. Whoever said, "Leaving for Good," isn't Dante. It's the voice inside my head speaking as if two people are residing there. ‘Why are you so scared, Vinorca? Chill out,” came a response inside my head, shocking me. I'm certain that I'm not talking to myself. Someone is inside my head, and there are two distinct tones and pitches I can hear. But who are they? My wolf?

“They’re not for eyesight. They’re for something else. Dylan knows about it.” “Since I was a child, I heard voices, had these visions, nightmares. Dark, terrifying visions. Sometimes they predict the future, sometimes they don’t. But whenever they come, they’re powerful,” I spoke casually. “When I was younger, they’d cause things to happen—windows would break, objects would fly, strange things would happen all around me.”

But all those feelings seemed to have faded away once she hears that voice in her head. … What took place yesterday had to be the scariest thing that had ever happened to me, I almost died if it wasn’t for- I didn’t even want to think about it, it was all just in my head. I was going crazy, a girl from Arizona, whose parents died is hallucinating about talking voices and glowing eyes. I was all in my head and it was destroying my mental state. A tear rolled down my eye as I thought about my parents.

I’ve Never had a mind link with them before and experiencing it for the first time would have been amazing if only the girl who the voice belong to didn’t sound fearful. “There is a dead guy in the gym.” The tired and fearful voice announces.

The voices woke me up There was an annoying female one that was panicky and high pitched like it couldn't go lower and if it went any higher, the voice would become a screech. There was a male one that sounded lazy, telling the woman to shut it or he was going to throw her out. The third one was one I recognized, one I recognized very well, Connor's. I opened my eyes, and behold there he was, standing above me with a scary smile on his face.

He said in a commanding, quiet voice. I heard nothing. Not even the wind blowing outside. Nothing. Then all of a sudden, he let out a loud growl that echoed across, the room. His eyes widened slightly like he wasn't the one who made that sound.“Wh..who are you? What have you done to me? Where am I? Who are you?!” he screamed at the top of his lungs. “The voices, they are laughing at me, mocking me. I want them gone!” he grabbed my hand in desperation, his grip tightening around my wrists, I couldn’t move. “Don't you hear them? They are laughing at me, taunting me...” he whispered his grip on my hand was beginning to hurt, and his grip tightened, and I winced and squeezed my eyes shut in pain

Earth heard someone speak. “AHHHHH!!” he screamed out of fear not knowing where that voice came from as he didn’t see anybody upon entering the room and added that he is supposed to be alone in this facility. So who could it be? A Ghost or just his imagination?

There is no response to my call, but that distant voice comes again, this time louder and closer. "Kyra!" A second voice joined the first this time, both voices blended together, sharp and accusing, laced with malice. And then a third voice, and another until the air is alive with faint murmurs, distant whispers and ear-piercing shrieks, all calling my name. The cacophony is suffocating in its intensity, my hands move to cover my ears but the voices only grow louder, like they are inside my head. "Show yourself!" I scream out, my voice breaking.

You have been warned. That wasn’t as scary as before. I wasn’t afraid of that voice anymore. I wasn’t going to listen to it. I hit send and waited for him to creep into my head again. I sat there, motionless, listening to the rain dripping off the window. Minutes passed by, then hours. Nothing. However, later, the voice came back and I finally understood how serious his threats were.

The scared girl’s voice said, a voice I was started to find familiar like I have heard it before. “I didn’t fail but things are complicated, they are not even taking our visits anymore.” “Fucking shit, how am I going to tell them that? They are going to fucking slit our throats, woman! You should have been more sly with your seduction.” The hollow voice suggested. His voice, it was too eery, too scary and why do I think, it’ us they are talking about.