Spooky Nook Climbing Novels & Stories

Soon, Noelle dozed off, unknown to her, a maid has been peeping and watching all she was doing, she was on her way to the kitchen that night when she saw a flash of light from Noelle's room and stopped by to see what it was. Noelle's window was far at the top, so she had to get a stool, she made sure no guard was in sight before she climbed, she was fascinated by the spells and how it worked. Immediately Noelle fell back on her bed, she stumbled, trying to catch her balance as the stool crashed to the ground. Noelle was fast asleep, completely unaware of the commotion outside her door. The maid quickly regained her footing and stepped away from the fallen stool, trying to make as little nois

I wonder if they used something to counteract my vision? I hear a shuffle behind me as I shiver runs up my spine. I’m being dramatic. Nothing is down here. Nothing is happening. I have clearly watched too many horror movies. Despite the stillness, the hibijibies are working their magic tonight as I start my climb, feeling the rough texture of the jagged rocks beneath my bare feet. Hmmm, I really wish I had shoes so I wouldn’t feel the rough ground beneath me.

He had always been frightened of the scary sculptures and the carvings on the two storey high shelves. He searched for hours but couldn't find any book related to the blood moon beast. He got tired an rested on one of the shelves and to his greatest surprise the shelf rolled inwards and he found himself in another room. Taz guessed the room had been unused for so many years, as everywhere was covered with Spider webs. Taz turn on a small torchlight which he had taken along with him before sneaking inside the sacred library.

The lady’s face was merely a skull now. “I told you, didn’t I? You won’t be able to get out,” the woman in black screeched at them angrily. “Hurry, Nathan, climb up! Go now!” Mira helped Uncle climb up. The small branches of the plants growing on the side served as places to hold on to for him to climb with. As he looked back, he saw that Erato wasn’t behind them anymore. But instead of calming down, he became more nervous. “Nathan, hurry up!”

Every corridor echoed with laughter, crying, babbling, and the occasional scream from whichever adult had just realized one of my children had escaped supervision. Again. The current record belonged to Riot. Naturally. I found my middle child hanging upside down from a bookshelf. Again. The boy wasn't even crawling properly yet. And somehow he had already learned climbing. I didn't know how. Neither did anyone else. Not even the castle. The blackboard had actually written: HOW? Which was not reassuring. At all. Riot merely laughed. Then climbed higher. Chaos was incredibly proud. I was beginning to understand why. Meanwhile, Althea had become Order's shadow.

She slept like the dead, now that she was needed. “Wake up!” Fallon said again, a bit louder than before. Cook opened her eyes, reeling back into her threadbare pillow as she took in the sight of Fallon hovering over her, like some demon from hell. “You?” Cook said groggily. “In the middle of the night? Off whoring again?” Fallon would have smacked the old bat if she didn’t need her. ”Lower your voice, you filthy wretch. I need your help. Where is the Egyptian boy, the one who came with the two sewer rats? “

Looking around for anything that could save me I looked left, right, front, back and all around me then I finally looked up and the answer to my prayer was just staring down at me...the ceiling...why didn't I think of this earlier and here I was already smelling death. This time it won't be that hard because they already had things stuffed tall enough for me to climb. All I needed to do was climb carefully and quietly….After successfully climbing, I take back my previous statement...it was hard..coupled with the fact that i was in a cold room. I opened the ceiling and slipped into it then fixed it back...slowly I crawled again on all fours

"Mn." Nikka picked-up a long rope with a hook inside her hidden pockets and sways it towards the 3rd floor to a nearby open window. As soon as the hook touches the cement wall, its claw became much longer, penetrating deeper on the said thing. She checked it first, if its firmly holds and if it's safe before they start to climb it. They both climbed it in such a fast rate and safely landed on the room that seems a storage of useless things, and with no guards. Also, this room was dark compared to other room where there's an electricity. Even this was calculated by Nikka.

Listening and waiting. Clara carefully picked up the rolling pin again. The kitchen knife lay beside it. She grabbed that too. Her palms were slick with sweat. Then she heard another sound on the staircase. Creak. Creak. Creak. Someone was climbing. Her breathing became uneven. "Oh God..." She backed toward the walk-in closet. It wasn't large. Just enough space for clothes and shoes. And now… her. She slipped inside carefully, clutching Nyx tightly before pulling the door almost shut. Only a narrow gap remained.

I needed to locate a safe haven as soon as possible… I came across an oak tree with a branch that was low enough for me to climb. Without thinking, I hopped onto the limb, landing on my belly. The burn from the bark scraped my skin causing me to wince; I bit my tongue to prevent myself from yelling. Uneven tree husks tugged on the top of my underwear as I rushed to pull myself up any branch strong enough to support my weight. I continued climbing almost to the top of the tree, where any branch higher would surely break. Content with the last branch, I sat down and curled my legs into the fetal position; hiding behind the trunk of the tree as I attempted to lower my chances of getting noticed