Wanna Hear Something Scary Novels & Stories

Wes said, placing his fingertip on the print, “we can do Scandinavian vampires, which is also showing again tomorrow. Or, we can do Canadian zombies. Looks like this is the only showing we can swing for zombies.” “I vote Canadian zombies. I’m curious to see if they actually eat anyone or if they are just too nice about it,” Adam offered. “Seconded,” Sidney said. “After that, we are definitely going to the one about the haunted sex toy shop,” Wes continued. Sidney opened her mouth to speak. “Silence,” Wes said, lifting his hand into the air. “We’re going. And that gets us to the late showing. We can do an homage to Giallo or a documentary on sleep paralysis. I won’t vote since I’m enforcing t

“He doesn’t care about money. Or even winning. He just likes watching.” The room goes silent. A cold prickle runs down my spine. Around me, the others exchange glances, their postures shifting. No one speaks, but I can feel the unease settling like a thick fog. I try to keep my body loose and relaxed as I walk over to Scarlett, crouching beside her and gently tucking a loose curl behind her ear. Her small fingers clutch one of her stuffed animals, a well-loved unicorn with matted fur. “What do you mean, sweetheart?” I ask softly. “Who likes to watch what?” She shrugs, not looking up. “The man you’re talking about. He likes seeing what people do when they’re scared. He has a room where he mak

As always, he comes with a dirty mind that's able to put a tiny smile on my face. “I’m sure,” I reply sarcastically, while Tonya swats her brother again. I seriously wonder if that's become second nature to her? “Maybe something sappy, where you can cry your balls out,” Freddie suggests shyly. He can be so adorable. “I think a horror movie would be perfect,” that’s what I truly need right now. Something with no sense at all, scary, and a lot of blood and killing. It may seem morbid, but that's right now.

In 1983 a Mrs Carson of New York was laid out in our coffin, presumed dead of hear disease. As mourners watched, she suddenly sat up, alive as you or I. Unfortunately her daughter dropped dead of fright on the spot. I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon.

"So many weird and scary stuff that can sweep you off your feet within a second. That's why it's called a haunted house, get it?" "Yeah, I guess as much..." She drawled like she lost most of her energy. "Damon those sounds. it sounds really scary and uninviting." Megan stuttered covering her ear. "Aren't you afraid of anything in this weird place?" "I can also hear those sounds too," Damon replied flatly and straight. "And yes, why should I be scared?" "There should be something you've seen that should at least, make you lose your breath even for a second," Megan said.

I chimed in, “what movies should we watch tonight?” Kimia gave me a smile, but it didn’t reach her eyes. “No horror,” she said. Sarina snorted. “As if Rose would let us indulge in some good old fashioned scares.” “Mel Brooks marathon?” Mallory said, resigned. “Normally I’d say yes, but I don’t feel up for Mel Brooks,” Kimia answered. I thought about it, and mentally reviewed the movies. I realized that many of them had some sort of sexual undertone, and maybe Kimia didn’t want that.

"Baby you have to relax...Jasmine won't do anything okay.. relax..." I tried to relax.. "So what movies are we watching..." "We have The possession of Hanna Grace... The Nun... Scream... Possessed.. A Quiet place.. Ou..." I immediately cut her off, "Jesus baby!! you fucken have every scary movie ever shot? Those sound fucken scary..." She laughed, "I'll be there with you. I promise... and it will be fun..." I sighed. She looked like she wasn't going to watch anything else. In an hour we drove inside her place and went inside the house.

“Don’t worry about it, please. Just come to work early tomorrow, please?” She nodded slowly. “Okay. Let’s watch a horror film!” My eyes narrowed at her. “You like scary movies?” She grinned and nodded proudly at me. “Duh? Who doesn’t like scary films?” “W-well…” I shrugged and cleared my throat as I continued browsing on a random website. I cringe as gory film posters greeted my eyes after I clicked on the horror genre. Juno scooted closer to me, watching my moves like a curious cat. I glared at her before pushing the laptop back to her lap.

" I came to get some water... Then I saw you walking as if you were scared or going to scare someone. What were you doing? " " I ... I ... N... nothing. " " Then why are you so scared?" he asked. " I heard some... haunted music and a devilish laugh and then someone was screaming. " I said. " Oh!! It's nothing... It happens sometimes after watching horror movies. It's ok... No one is there. " He said. " No... I saw some shadows on my window... " I was totally scared. " Nothing will happen, you are just very tired and sleepy. You must have seen some scary bad dream. Do and sleep... "

Reece asks looking over at me, with a smirk. I narrow my eyes at him, I know what he is trying to do. "Sure. Make sure you pick something good." I say giving him a big smile. Reece chuckles a dark dangerous sound. "Oh I will don't worry." I return my attention back to the TV. I hope he picks something I have already seen. I mean I will still jump, but at least I will be kind of prepared for what's going to happen. He scrolls through the horror movies, passing several that I have seen and lands on one I have never heard of.