Scream 1 Novels & Stories

Doctor Shawn said. "Thank you." I glanced at him and offered a warm smile. The tightness in my stomach eased a bit at his response. He quickly settled into the driver's seat, and just as I was about to join him in the passenger seat, a piercing scream shattered the silence. Accompanied by the aroma of potent blood wafting through the air. The creature swiftly lunged at Ethan, who managed to dodge just in the nick of time. Unfortunately, the woman standing behind him wasn't as quick on her feet. She became the focus of the brutalism.

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

We had been having bland food since she woke up. When I opened the door to where we had been living, I almost dropped the bags as I heard the awful blood-curdling scream. It was real and worse than any horror movie scream I had ever heard in all my life and I have seen some pretty nasty horror movies. I rushed inside and headed to the screaming, dropping the bags on the table on my way to Lena’s bed. There she was, covered in sweat, as she thrashed around, screaming at the top of her lungs. I grabbed her shoulders and tried to settle her down, asking her to wake up, but I had no success.

This movie always scared the Bejheezus out of me, and the whole time, Rebekah and I were screaming and hiding our faces. "Stop being such a baby." Joel told me as I gasped at the sudden bang in the movie. "Holy shit!" He screamed as the Scream guy stabs his knife through a door. "Yeah Joel, stop being a baby." I stuck my tongue out at him and Bekah laughed. I yawned. "Tired, Kitty-Kat ?" Cliff smirked at me. "No. Are you Clifford?" I asked him. He glared jokingly. "I told you not to call me that, it's such a stupid nickname." He rolled his eyes.

The scream tore through the house like a blade. “Haaaaaahhhhhh!” Cecilia’s heart leapt into her throat. Rebecca dropped her glass, juice splattering across the rug. Felix and Florence’s bedroom door flew open upstairs. Alex, still chewing from his food, flung his plate aside. They all converged on the same spot Sandra’s room. Cecilia was the first to reach the door, her fists pounding against it. “Sandra! Open! It’s me!”

Never let dogs smell fear! The hungry look on these men’s faces as their eyes run over my practically naked body makes it obvious that they smell my fear, and they fucking love it. I look around the room, thinking that I’ve never seen so much leather, facial hair, and tattoos in such a small space. I try to find a friendly face, but they’re all looking at me like they want to bend me over the nearest table and fuck the living hell out of me.

The first scream tore through the morning haze like a blade, sharp and unrelenting. Evelyn had been leaning over the town’s archives earlier, trying to make sense of centuries-old records, when it reached her through the fog outside. It wasn’t the familiar, echoing howl she had grown accustomed to—it was raw, frantic, and human in panic.

Scarlet’s eyes wandered like someone waking from drowning, a bad dream folding into the edges of a waking day. Then they opened, wide and raw, the room snapping into focus like a photograph burned into her skull. She lurched, a high animal sound tearing out of her throat. “Don’t touch me!” she screamed, voice brittle with horror. For a long second she fought the panic, flailing like a trapped thing. Then there was nothing ... no hands on her, no ropes, no Liora’s knife-sweet smile.

He wanted to fill Callum. "I am... I am gonna.. Aa aaaa fu...". Callum shuddered, unable to finish. His scream was muffled by his own palms. He was still high when Stephen pulled his legs up. Spitting the cum that he did not swallow, on his cock he aligned the tip and smashed inside him. There was a faint sound of balls smacking his ass cheeks. Callum shut his eyes tight to take in the impact. He was panting hard not to scream. The pleasure was getting too much. With Stephen speeding up his hips in a beast mode, he fisted the sheets tightly. He was getting hard again.

Scream I screamed my heart out and something truly unexpected happened, a dark figure jolted from the balcony To my greatest shock Alaric jumped after me almost immediately....was he out of his bloody mind? That was suicidal