Scream 1 Novels & Stories

I swipe it open without hesitation. I did not expect the horror that flickered to life on the screen. The video started with a scream… a sound so raw, so filled with agony, that it bypassed my ears and went straight to my soul. It was Serena ... My Serena . She was strapped to a chair, her face contorted in pain I couldn't stop. Her Wrists bound. Then I saw the blade. I saw the blood and then, the camera panned down. The white silk of her dress… the dress she had been so excited to wear for her shopping trip was turning a deep, sickening crimson. The pool of blood on the floor was growing. I watched the light begin to leave her eyes, her head falling back as the life was draining from her

Talia POV Blood splatters across my face, and I scream, turning my head away as I drop to my hands and knees again. I smell vomit, bullets, and blood, that sweet scent of marshmallow pancakes was long gone now. Another shot is fired, and I fall flat, my hand sliding in something wet and slippery. I scream, and when my scream ends and the sound of bullets is an echo, I roll onto my back, my head heavy, vision fading as I realize something. The thing that terrifies me more than anything else. Ethan has stopped screaming.

Slowly, he lifted my hand and pressed it gently over my eyes. “It’s best if you don’t watch.” I heard the door open, heard his feet hit the asphalt. And then a scream. Followed by a louder one—ragged, jagged. I squeezed my eyes shut, muttering beneath my breath, “It’s best not to watch.” Another scream tore through the night. But this one was different. It was higher. More desperate. A screech that didn’t sound like it came from a human’s throat. My fingers parted allowing one of my eyes to peer through the narrow slit.

**Chapter 15** **After the Scream** The first thing I felt was the cold. Tile pressed against my cheek. The sharp, metallic smell of blood filled my nose. Voices swam above me—urgent, overlapping, too loud. “—bleeding, she’s bleeding—” “What the fuck did you do?” “I didn’t mean—she screamed and then—” “Move. Get out of the way.” I tried to open my eyes. The kitchen lights stabbed into my skull. Someone’s hands were on my shoulders, shaking me carefully. Sarah’s voice broke on my name.

On Halloween night, 1975,a handsome stranger walked into the El Camaroncito Nite Club off Old Highway 90,near San Antonio. He was a brilliant dancer and even the shyest girl in the room couldn't resist his request for a turn around the floor. One partner was almost in a trance as she whirled and spun with the man,and the crowd watched, enraptured. Suddenly his partner cried out in terror:'Your feet!Your feet!' She screamed, and tore herself from his tight embrace.

She hears screams all around her, she could smell the metallic scent of blood thick in the air. Chills run up and down her whole body, she tentatively takes a small step forward only to halt in her steps when her feet unknowingly steps on a solid but firm thing. Is that..is that a hand? She slowly crouches down and bring her trembling hands forward...only to come in contact with a person's face, she screams as she realises that it's a dead body.

the nice lady that has 'Beatrice' on her name tag says. "We'll definitely be back" Our next stop was for a nice spa treatment, by the time we are done I feel new like a had new skin, and it is a really nice feeling. We finished early so we decided to go see a movie, I want to watch horror and Mandy wants to see sci-fi so we play a game to choose the one we'll see. I win so we settle for the horror movie 'Scream'. The whole movie Mandy kept on covering her face and screaming profanities about how I made her watch such a gory and according to her 'disgusting' movie. People in the cinema kept on hushing her for screaming and disturbing their movie.

Scarlett was still sleeping on the bed, but Gregory was there beside her naked. I screamed with all my might. I Jerked Gregory up and punched him in the face. Scarlett sluggishly woke up holding her head, and I could not look at her. How the fuck did she get herself in this situation? Why didn't she sleep in our room? Did she plan this? Scarlett was initially disoriented, but she began to scream when realisation dawned on her. Maxwell and Clay ran in, and Clay went to her immediately. She began to cry and hugged him.

***SCREAMING*** I jump up to the sound of my mother screaming like I've never heard before. 'Don't go out there! Run!' my head tells me but I open my bedroom door and freeze, unable to process what I am seeing, every light in the house is off, I could see the outline of my mom hovering over my father, the moonlight shining through the window onto her as she sobs. I can hear her breathing heavily between the sobs and sounds of desperation, her face turned up in fear and that's when I saw him? It? what was I seeing!? It stood like a man but larger than any man I had ever seen, claws like a beast and pointed ears like a dog, standing up like a man yet not a man, his eyes glowing amber when I se

He continued to give attention to my breasts with his mouth while he caressed my body with his hands and my body began to react wanting more, wanting to feel him inside me again and he seemed to understand because with one of his hands he was accommodating his erection in my womanhood to begin to slide gently and I stifled a moan. He started by giving gentle thrusts, letting my body adjust to his length again, but when my moans got out of control as I buried my nails in his strong shoulders, his thrusts became harder, deeper and faster. And this time I cum screaming his name for the first time and he took a few more lunges to also cum and stay on top of me. It had been wonderful, we were so