Stephen King Scariest Novels & Stories

every few seconds so as not to get her suspicions. From the corner of my gaze I caught on to something, rather someone. The hairs on the back of my neck stood straight at their ends. For a moment every thing seized to exist, as icy chills traveled through my spines. His dark gaze was pinned on me, rooting me to my spot. There was the person whose presence was enough to fill me with terror in the whole of Greensville High. Ace Jacob King. My nightmare. **

My soul tried to flee my body. I dropped to the floor in fetal position, whispering apologies to every ghost I might’ve offended in this cursed penthouse. This was it. I was the token idiot who dies first in a horror movie. The clueless one who investigates the creepy sound and says “Hello?” like the ghost is gonna respond politely. Did Steph do a voodoo on me, so she could further ensure I never get back with Kevin again? Did Kevin bewitch me to never find peace after him?

The heavy, metallic thumping of armored boots began to echo through the corridor. Suddenly, a rich, suffocatingly powerful scent wafted through the iron bars, completely obliterating the smell of decay and mold. It was a heavenly aroma of deep pinecones, a sharp winter breeze, and a soothing hint of lavender. A violent wave of primal, addictive pleasure shot straight through my core, but it was instantly conquered by a cold, paralyzing terror. “Lillian! He’s coming to our direction! what is he going to do to us?” I cried out internally, my soul weeping. “This is the first time he's face-to-face with us. I'm so scared.”

After resting for a while, they walked around and saw a bookstore which they both agreed to enter. She was reading the back of Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen when Jacob asked her. “What do you say let’s read horror books? Like the ones we watched today?” “Eh? I’m scared. You go read first, then give me a summary, then I’ll decide. Haha!” “Roger!” as he picked The Dunwich Horror and Others by H.P. Lovecraft and IT by Stephen King. They finished book shopping, it was around three in the afternoon when Jacob invited her to go somewhere else.

but i’ll let this one go if you give up on the book jackson101: the shining’s not that good. why do you want it? ladyvera: excuse me?! it is one of the best books ever written by Stephen King! jackson101: let’s just say we have different tastes.. ladyvera: i don’t care about your tastes. give it up if you don’t like it anyway. why bid? jackson101: it’s fun :) ladyvera: give it up jackson101: only if you say please

He was lying face down, and face up, all at once. I live in that house now. I am the village "fixer." And every night, I listen to the scratching beneath the floorboards. I don't fear the ones that crawl. I fear the ones that wait. Because now I know that the most terrifying thing in the world isn't death—it’s a corpse that refuses to close its eyes.

"I will kill all the members of your family if you do not offer yourself to me. I will bring you to the situation when you will intentionally come to me and plead to save your family members by offering yourself to me." Amara walked helpless towards the haunted mansion. She felt numb and lifeless for the happenings around her. The words of the sage begin to ring in her ears. "It will be the dark night without the moon, the onset of heavy storm and the shrill howls of dogs. There will be an unfathomable clamor present in the atmosphere, the unwelcoming cries of the eagles and the uproar of tumult yowls from everywhere around will be the indication to alert you it was the one and only day in y

Stephanie is crying just as hard. “This isn’t your fault!” she chokes out. “This is them! They’re monsters!” Another kick lands, and Lucas’ body jerks weakly. And then…He stops reacting as much. That’s when the real fear hits….cold, terrifying, and deadly. “No…” I whisper, my voice barely there. “No… no no…” “STOP!” I scream suddenly, my entire body jerking forward against the ropes. “STOP! HE’S NOT MOVING!” Stephanie gasps.

A dry chuckle escaped Stephen before he puffed his chest and sneered. “How the mighty fall.” After what felt like an eternity, Stephen spoke again. “If you meet Anna, then I won’t mention anything to your fath-" "Spill your guts." At the permission, Stephen blinked twice. "W-What?" "Squeal, Stephen. Squeal like a goddamn pig, then double your security afterwards." “Just…just you wait.” Stephen whispered under his breath, his face a twisted mix of fear and rage. He stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

“It was easy for them to do this because at the scene, it was only father and I and since everyone already tagged me dangerous because I was partly a dragon, the story wasn't doubted.” Snapping her fingers, Stephanie said, “No wonder.” “What?” He knotted his brow trying to get what she was talking about from her expression. “People keep their distance from you apart from Killian.” “You're right.” He affirmed. “They are scared of me because after that encounter, I was tagged the fearsome dragon lord.” “Oh dear.” Stephanie mumbled, this was followed by a deafening silence. Deep in thought, Stephanie kept her gaze in place while Davies on the other hand kept staring as he was worried that thing