Sunset Shimmer Scared Novels & Stories

Then my foot catches on a loose rock and I fall, skinning my hands and knees and I try to steady myself. The wolves behind me howl in victory as they close in, and I find myself paralyzed, unable to move even an inch out of their way. I’m dead. They circle me, my old pack and the Ashborne shifters together, like a flock of predators about to descend and tear their meal apart. Fear grips my heart like a vise and I’m choking on the pleas that try to claw their way out of my throat. They laugh at me. “Pathetic,” Shawn says, his eyes no longer enthralling but terrifying; the color of a storm at sea. “I should’ve listened to you. What a waste of time.”

Isn't it? Suddenly the lights start flickering. Seriously, load shedding now? I lean against a wall and the whispers of people together hit me after a second. I didn't realize before that darkness can be scary when you're with a bunch of high school students in a beach house. I put down the glass on something, as I can't see in dark. Some stupid has started to make horror screams, whispers, like actors do at the movies. I quickly pull my mobile phone from the pocket and switch on the flashlight.

Nothing about it bothered her personally except at sunset. Sunset was different. She could be calm all day except when the colors started to change. She had one of two reactions. If the colors were light such as a vibrant pink or lavender, she would find a peaceful calm surrounding her. If the colors were red or orange very much the colors of a firestorm, she would become terrified. As she grew, she stayed away from being outside to see which of the nights it would be. However,, it didn’t matter if she saw it or not the feeling always came over her.

Lydia said and I laughed. " Love? That shit freaks me out." Lydia smiled seductively and touched me. " Let's have fun." She said and kissed me. ••••• ONE WEEK LATER••••••• THIRD PERSON'S POV It was almost midnight and the blood moon was about to show its face. Solange , Shantel and Sharron stood at the tower gazing at the sky. " Freedom..." Sharron said and they laughed. " I'll get Isla." Sharron said and shapeshifted into a bird as she flew out of the tower.

“Don’t worry, sweet pea. Auntie Shelly will sneak you out. We’ll find the cute ones, and you can flirt as much as you want before your scary dad shows up with a shotgun.” I burst out laughing so hard I had to wipe tears from my eyes. The sound startled Aubree for a second, but then she blinked up at Shelly, as if already learning her aunt’s mischievous ways. The laughter faded into something softer. Shelly looked down at Aubree, her expression shifting, voice trembling just a little. “She’s so perfect, Sabs. Do you ever just.. get scared? Like it’s too good? Like she’s too good for all of this?”

She missed them so much. She wanted to go home and lay on her mother's lap. She wanted to fight with her siblings, cook for them and wait for them to insult or compliment her, watch movies with them but she couldn't. At that time Nora was walking on the beach and collecting seashells. Yesterday night there was a little storm and that's why she came here today. She knew she would find a lot of seashells today. She looked at the morning sky. She enjoyed sunrise more than sunset. Sunrise meant a bright day ahead without any darkness. But with sunset came darkness. She was so afraid of darkness that she lost the ability to appreciate the brightest Moon and twinkling stars. For her not always sh

He took a deep sigh and slaps his back against his bed while spreading his arms widely. "I don't know what to do, Zack." "Tsk! Coward." Amira's POV " Woah!" I exclaimed in amusement the moment I witness the beautiful sunset from the light house. I take a pictures of different angles on it. The sun's reflection to the see was accurately beautiful and eye catchy . " It's my comfort zone every time I feel upset. Especially the sunset." I look at her and I can see the comfort of the sunset through her eyes. I came towards.

"You knew well that I'm not fan of horror movies, it's scary." "It's not, trust me." "What ..." Sunday complained eyeing the popcorn on her lap. The intense music coming from the speaker already sweats her, what more if she look at it? "You can't overcome your fear if you don't try," Shaina said meaningfully. Sunday just took popcorn again and tried to look at the screen. "Ahh!" she screamed when suddenly, a scary nun appeared on the big screen. "Oh, shit." Shaina laughed. "I think I need to get out of here," she said.

she asks softly, drawing me closer so that my head rests against her warm chest, her heartbeat steady and calming, making me feel a bit better. I take a shaky breath, trying to gather my thoughts. "Well, you see, I decided to immerse myself in the movie I was watching, and it hit me hard. The scene was just so heartbreaking—I couldn’t help but cry," I confess, sniffling as I recall the sad moment when they scattered the ashes of the girl into the vast ocean. The name of the movie escapes me, but the sad story lingers in my mind: a girl trapped by a medical condition that forbade her from ever seeing sunlight, only to accidentally step into the sunlight because of guys she likes so when she r

The comfort of their embrace was a lifeline, but the chilling premonition of loss remained, a silent warning in the quiet dawn. The quiet comfort of our shared embrace in the dawn light slowly began to ease the raw edges of my fear, but the chilling clarity of the nightmare lingered like a shadow. The images – Ryder broken, Caden silenced, Jaxon pursued – replayed in my mind, each horrifying detail a stark reminder of the potential dangers that constantly lurked just beyond our borders.