Short Scary Stories Novels & Stories

Ten-year-old Bree chimed as Emma looked over her shoulder worriedly. “That’s nice, sweetie. Why don’t you tell me about that mermaid story again?” “I hate that story. Can I tell the one about the wolf?” Bran chimed in. “Wolf?” Patrick asked as Brinna looked out the window and saw another animal running alongside their vehicle. “Yeah, the one that eats the girl in the red hood.” “Mommy, I don’t like that story. It is scary.” Bree snuck at the rolling landscape and saw the scary animal with sharp teeth sneering at her, so she pretended to look forward and saw her parents exchange a look.

“Scarlett… come here… come…” Scarlett’s body went cold, frozen in place. She blinked. The faceless girl vanished. And in her place appeared a crowd of grotesque men—laughing, grinning, and horrifying. These ones had faces—but the kind that haunt nightmares. Their skin was crawling with worms. Pus oozed from open sores. It was like something out of a horror movie. Scarlett couldn’t take it. She screamed and turned to run. Her limbs felt like jelly, but she pushed through, running as fast as she could.

horror striking Adir push her away with his fist, she groan but maintain her hold on him,She slip into his skin eating it sloppily,a small dagger kept by the door side for protection flash,he bend down dragging her with him to pick the dagger and slash her throat cutting her head off,her body fall limply on the ground,the hands inside his body dropping from it's reach,Adir sit down beside the door breathing abnormally. Something he leant about the night creatures was that anything could penetrate their skin and ordinary plastic item could tear through their skin but it can't kill them,they take hours to heal when you strike them,no matter where you throw the bodies and the organs,it located

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“Then tell me why the hell you think I find you unattractive?” “I find me unattractive. ” “You need laser surgery.” “Scott!” “Don't you dare 'Scott' me.” He was genuinely mad, she thought as she watched his eyes. He continued his tirade, “Lemme ask you this?” “Okay.” “Do you have a tail growing out of your anus?” A second later, she burst into laughter. “Scott?” He leaned back up, away from her and said with a bitter twist to his mouth. “Yes. Laugh. Laugh all you want. A man's misery is funny to you. Why not?”

A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth, the kind that said he already knew exactly why I was really here. “Freya. You actually showed up. Figured you might chicken out and text me some lame excuse.” I swallowed hard, trying to steady my breathing. “Nah, I’m here. This scar has been messing with my head for years. I fell off my bike when I was a kid, ripped my thigh open on some rusty fence. It’s ugly as shit and I’m sick of covering it up every time I put on shorts or a bikini. I just want it gone.”

“She is turning right now. Look at her skin. The bite marks are sealing unnaturally fast.” Inside, the torment intensified. My bones felt like they were melting and reshaping. My blood burned like acid in my veins, rewriting every cell. My senses exploded outward even as my body remained frozen. I could hear the individual heartbeats of small animals scurrying far outside the mansion. I could smell the lingering copper of my own spilled blood mixed with the unique scents of each vampire. The fear spiked higher. What was happening to me? Was this eternal punishment for my obsession? I wanted to thrash and scream, but my body would not respond. The pain peaked in a final, shattering wave that

She’s gasping for air, her mouth open in a silent yell, and then her gaze shifts. She looks right at the door. She looks right at me. Our eyes lock through the crack. For a second, time stops. I see the shock register on her face. The pleasure vanishes, replaced by a sharp, ugly look of horror. "What the hell!" she screams, her voice cracking the heavy air of the room. She scrambles away from Austin, nearly falling off the table. She’s grabbing at her dress, trying to pull the lace back over her shaking body. "What is it?" Austin growls. His voice is a deep, dark rumble that makes my knees turn to water. He’s standing there, his chest heaving, his dark hair messy. He doesn't look embarrassed

“IT’S JUST I HAD a different book in mind when ink spilled on this one, plus what’s left to do in a finished book?” They, of course, ignored me Completely probably deciding if I would not explain, they were just going to proceed. One of the three waved their hand above the inky darkness we were standing on, and instantly a book on a pedestal was in front of them on the floor. It showed off my title, ‘1001 Dark Tales’. I instantly held my breath, hoping they didn’t realize what that meant. But if they had, they said nothing. Instead, they just started flipping through the pages of the book, looking for which store to choose.

My chest heaved up and down as I drew short breaths. He pulled out at once and threw my legs off his shoulders, as he carried me off the bed and placed me on the floor. “Open up and let me fuck your mouth. The same mouth you use to praise someone else when it's me between your legs”, he genuinely looked angry now. I started wondering to myself and hoping I hadn't just awakened a demon. Carti grabbed me roughly by my hair and shoved his cock down my throat. My eyes burned from the sensation, and fresh tears wet the corner.