Sonic Scared Novels & Stories

CELINE POV - I want to believe Lance is hurt, but what if I’m wrong? What if he has bad intentions for my son? What if I still have to protect my son from his own father? “Daddy superhero?” Sunny utter. When Skye heard Sunny’s voice, Skye broke away from the hug and before wearing the mascot’s head, he saw Lance’s face. In the few seconds Skye stared at Lance’s face, Skye suddenly ran towards me. “Mummy, I’m scared.” He whispered to me after I hugged him.

I walked to the door to see that person, I really wanted to know who is that person. When I am about slid my head off the door "Nooooooo!" Ciara loudly screamed making me stops for a moment and swiftly turned myself to her fishing her arms at my direction with her eyes and mouth widely open and agape like she just saw a ghost or more like trying to warn me about something bad that I am about to do or encounter. She's so weird. "Why?" I asked trying to clear things. *** Angelina keeps on pulling Skye away from the house when they hear Ciara loudly screamed that made them suddenly stop. Skye didn't also know why Angelina is acting so weird like that where she even need to hold his arm and pull

I suggested and he froze, shocked at first. “Someone? Did anyone disrespect you? I can take care of the person, do you want me to fire the person? Should I make them disappear? If you tell me the person’s name, I’d get their family out of this pack. Who would dare to get on your nerves” Conner was panicking and I chuckled. “Why are you fretting?” I chuckled and he shook his head. “It’s never good news when you see someone, I’m sure that person must’ve done something terrible” Conner suggested.

I wish my mom is here. "It's very unusual for you to cry" A familiar voice stops me from playing. I quickly wipe my tears. His footsteps are getting closer. "You know how to play but why you didn't entered the music club". The voice is getting nearer, I scan for it but it's to dark to see. As I was to leave and ran, someone snatched my arm. When I look to see it, it's Shawn wearing his jersey and seriously looking at me. I quickly snatched my arm back. What is he doing here. They have a game.

“But—” “That’s not him,” Soren snapped. His voice was harsh, but his eyes—his eyes—were filled with something else. Something like fear. Lucian didn’t let go of me, his fingers digging into my skin. “They want you to turn around. Don’t give them what they want.” I swallowed hard, my breath uneven. The scream came again, closer this time. Pained.Desperate. But it wasn’t real. It couldn’t be real. I clenched my teeth and forced my feet to move.

"Sonia, Celine is afraid of the dark. You wait here, I'll go find her first." My voice shook as I tried to reply, but before I could, Sonia clung tighter to him, crying. "Tony, I'm scared too. Don't put me down. Please, I'm scared." Her soft, pleading voice left Anthony no choice. He stayed with her, leaving me behind. I felt my way to the roadside and collapsed in a corner, my body trembling uncontrollably. Sweat soaked through my clothes as I hugged my knees, whispering to myself that I would be okay.

As I turn to put music on I scream, jumping back and throwing everything in my reach at the fucking spider. Hell if there is one thing I fear, it’s fucking spiders. They are my kryptonite, after the devil himself laughed in my face, I fear these fuckers more. The door slams open, and I turn expecting Dave but instead, it’s the Caddel brothers. My calm only lasts a second as I see the spider move out of the corner of my eye and I scream running behind them for protection, my arms gripped onto Grayson. “Erm, what the fuck?” He looks at me confused.

Sonya tried to get away, but I held her tight. "Are you out of your mind? Let her go! You'll break her arm!" yelled Sonya's friend. I turned to Sonya's friend. She immediately frowned and backed away when our eyes met. "I think you're the ones who have gone crazy," I said, enjoying the look of fear on her face. "You want me to let her go, don't you?" I said it evenly. I saw them freeze with their eyes wide open. It was as if they were looking at a monster. I think I managed to scare them. Hopefully, they will be deterred and will not mess with me again.

He was… amused. I found myself by the lake, the vast expanse of gray water doing nothing to calm the panic rising in my chest. I should call someone. Matteo. Alessia. The police. But what would I say? A man I used to know sent me a creepy text? There was no explicit threat. It was psychological warfare, and Sebastian was a master of it. My phone buzzed again in my pocket. I flinched, my heart leaping into my throat. I pulled it out slowly, dread a cold stone in my gut.

Clarisa screamed, her voice sharp with genuine fear. Dewangga tried to grab her arm, sticking to his “father trying to reconnect” script. “Come on, sweetheart, it’s Daddy. Don’t be afraid. Daddy brought flowers for you—” “NO! GO AWAY! I’M SCARED! DON’T HIT MOM AGAIN!” Clarisa shrieked hysterically. She covered her ears with both hands, her body trembling violently. She began screaming in terror—a scream that could only come from a child who had truly experienced deep trauma.