Spooky Nook Climbing Novels & Stories

“Okay. This isn’t ideal, but I can boost you up. Once you’re over, I’ll follow. Just stay on the other side, hidden.” I stiffened. “I’m not going without you.” “You aren’t,” he said gently. “You’ll be on the other side for two minutes at most.” “Noah—” He cupped my face, his thumbs brushing my cheeks. “Adrian, listen. You’re barely standing. If you try to climb without help, you’ll fall. I need you to let me boost you up. That’s all.” I swallowed hard. “Okay… okay.” He laced his fingers together and crouched. “Step onto my hands. I’ll lift you.”

So, if you want to get out of here before it makes a star-studded appearance, I suggest you get climbing. I turned back to the shelves and grabbed the one at head-height, placing my foot on the first and heaving myself up. My legs were shaking with each step and it wasn't long before the muscles in my arms began to scream with the effort. I glanced back to see Ethan climbing slightly behind me and behind him a long drop down to the walkway. Inhaling dust and panic, I kept on going, doing my best to keep my eyes fixed on the next step up. We'd come so far now that the mist had thickened all around us, and each shelf was peppered with the tiniest of moisture droplets that were making it harder

He sarcastically asked. We were confused about what he was saying because this guy never explain something clearly or straight to the point. Amy yelled at him to explain to us what he did as she might have got a bit of a hint. "Well, I climbed to the second floor, and believe me it was such a height that I almost lost my balance. But here I am, entered and sitting on his bed right now. Jumping inside the house by his bedroom window was very tiring that my back almost gave up," Noah proudly explained everything.

only the desperate used, a place where the ceiling lights didn't reach and the shadows had teeth. They scrambled up a rickety wooden ladder, the wood groaning under their weight. Below them, Gnash skidded to a halt, looking up with a grimace. He wasn't a climber, but he was a tracker. He pulled a small mechanical spider from his pocket and whispered a command into its gears. The spider’s eyes glowed red, and it began to scale the wall with terrifying efficiency. "He’s got a drone-construct!" Anna hissed, her blue eyes flashing.

Walking from one room to another now felt like navigating through a bounce house. As the pièce de résistance, Noah tackled the bedroom. The bed, which could now be more accurately described as a "sleeping marshmallow mountain," rose to new heights with layers of padding. Myla joked that she needed a ladder to get into it. Even the walls weren't spared, as Noah ensured they were cushioned in case of any unforeseen collisions during late-night cravings.

Jude hadn’t reinforced the sigils there, trusting the thick woods and physical barriers to be enough. That was a mistake. I reached into my hoodie and pulled out a small piece of cloth—the one I’d used earlier to wrap around my hand when climbing. The bricks were cold and mossy. I grabbed the edge, placed my foot against the lower groove, and started to climb. Slowly. One foot, one grip. Silent. Smooth. Halfway up, my boot slipped slightly, kicking a piece of bark off the wall. I froze. Waited. Nothing. No alarm. No footsteps. No shout.

It was too easy; too quiet. “If we are going to get this done as quickly as possible, we should each take a level” I decided, turning my head to the others beside me. “I’ll take the top” Mace agreed, before soaring upwards. I watched her leave, anticipating the Krono, but nothing stopped her. Where was everyone? “We can easily climb to the higher layers” the needle woman offered as she climbed down, pointing to the spider “Steel is very quick.” “You do that” I nodded, watching them rush through the front doors.

Sonias POV;... I wake up to the bickering of people outside and find myself alone in the tree. I stare up at the light blues sky and know morning has come. I grab my rumpled sheet off the floor and food it before finally wondering how I'd get out. As I look around in worry, my gaze lands on deep parts of the tree. It looks as though someone had carved the holes there as they are consistent and follow each other. I carefully place feet and fingers into the holes as I climb up while trying my best to avoid falling.

I want to shift and race through the woods, but I push it to the back of my mind, remembering the witch had advised me to avoid shifting. I’m happy it’s the end of the school day. Claire kisses me goodbye, and I catch up with Zak, Flint, Josie, May, and Nina. ‘Wanna climb some trees?’ I say. ‘All of us?’ Nina asks. I nod. ‘Last one, there is a rotten egg.’ Josie yells. We all race each other through the woods on the way home to our favourite tree climbing spot near the lake. Nina is the first to arrive, then me, Flint, Josie, and Zak.

There were also cobwebs and insects crawling around but I tried my best to avoid looking at those. But when I reached up to climb, there was nothing to climb up with. Sighing in frustration, I strapped my bow over one shoulder, securing it tightly before extending my claws and digging them into the concrete to find a hook. The sound of my claws scraping against the concrete made me cringe but I shook off the uneasiness and began to climb, occasionally using a larger root for support. Once I was at the top, I fisted my hand and punched the trap-door, making it fly out of the way.