Something Scary Novels & Stories

And the scariest part? I’m not sure I want him to.

Chapter 80 Back in Meera's cave or rather her coven. Scarlett looked around fearfully, she could see that they were no more in the forest now she was in a place that looked like something that had come out of a horror movie. The place gave off a very evil feeling, like a place some malicious ghosts might be inhabiting, and for the first time, Scarlett felt scared of a place. The cave had jagged and rough little spikes everywhere, there was the feeling of pain and suffering that leaked off the walls and her mind could barely comprehend what she was seeing. There was something like the smell of blood in the air and it wanted to make her puke because not only did the place look scary. It was ac

I'm not exactly sure why I let my friends talk me into going to watch scary movies with them, but here I was. My friends would describe me as the biggest scaredy cat in the world, which is why scary movies always make me jumpy afterwards. My friends think it's hilarious to see me watch werewolf movies through my fingers, cowering away from the screen. Leaving the movie theatre, a cold wind rushes through my hair, chilling me to the bone. I tried to pull my jacket tighter to my body, as if that would heat my tiny frame but it was no use. The cold evening air surrounded me, planting light kisses across my bare skin.

Sir was just fully naked! I can clearly see what's between his legs! I feel like I'm going to fall from where I'm standing in... in... That's like a monster! Scary and horrible! /W.W/

Gemma Vivid images of the monstrous Arachne, its sharp fangs sinking into Stacey’s flesh and ripping her to shreds, filled my dreams like a nightmare on repeat. Her blood-curdling scream echoed in my mind, only to be drowned out by my own as I desperately shielded her from the creature’s attack. Stacey’s biggest fear had always been spiders, yet even in the face of this terror she was still trying to save me. She had always been the protector, but now it was my turn to be the hero and save her. My heart raced with fear and determination as I faced off against the Arachne, ready to do whatever it took to keep Stacey safe.

Sandra nodded her agreement. “I’m scared to death,” Sophia admitted. “More scared than I’ve ever been. But it’s a different kind of fear. It’s not him I’m afraid of. Or having an actual relationship. I’m afraid of screwing this up. Just like I’ve screwed up everything else in my life.”

B expression as though he said something he shouldn't have crossed his face briefly but faded almost immediately, "what's the title? I bet I can sit through the whole movie without a jumpscare." "It's The conjuring, and you are definitely going to get scared, the internet says it's scary." Her lips were thinned into a straight line and her brows furrowed from the determination that they were going to get really scared." "Maybe you're right. Let's make a deal, whoever gets jumpscares first has to wear a pig onesie." "A pig? Seriously?" Why was she laughing hard at a random thing he said? "Yes, bring it on!" Steamy breath exhaled through the mouth and a fake act of lifting weights, Harry empha

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.

Alexander gushes in excitement. "Okay I will come." Rushes Amara. She wanted to get out of the devil's abode some way or the other. Nothing he speaks next goes inside Amara's head. "Alex I am feeling very frightened here. Everybody had gone out to watch a horror movie playing at a nearby theater and I am alone. Could you please come home instead of the driver to pick me?

In 1983 a Mrs Carson of New York was laid out in our coffin, presumed dead of hear disease. As mourners watched, she suddenly sat up, alive as you or I. Unfortunately her daughter dropped dead of fright on the spot. I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon.