Weirdcore Scary Novels & Stories

“Have you come across a video of naked boys under twelve being drawn and quartered?” “Why do you ask?” “There’s a Shadow freak who wants me to track it down for him.” “Don’t those fucks even know how to use a search engine?” “They’re accustomed to getting other people to do things for them.” “Where?” “Where-what?” “Where’s the kid getting drawn and quartered?” “Somewhere in Russia.” “Shit, that’s a slap on the wrist in the Russian porn industry.” “Have you come across it?” “Of course I’ve come across it. I’ve watched it three times!”

Off course, what else would you expect from a dark, scary jungle. She was afraid. She heard voices. Voices, not of normal insects but weird voices. Voices of someone's wispering. They were loud enough to be heard but too fast to know what was being spoken. She was already sweating in this cold temperature. She didn't knew whether the chills running in her spine were because of cold or fear?

"That's a perfect idea." We all decided that we would go to the carnival. Something I did not know was that Gabriel, Mr. Big and Scary, was afraid of clowns. We walked into a tent not actually knowing what was inside and it was a tent full of clowns. The look on Gabes face was utterly hilarious, he looked so scared and ran out of the faster than an olympic runner.

"Dumb ripped my shorts off me and started pushing up my sweatshirt and was groping me. Dirty unbuttoned his pants and told me to open my mouth. Dumb got really excited and grabbed me by my hair and pulled me off the ground. He said open wide you're gonna get a mouthful. Dirty shoved his dick in my mouth. Something inside me snapped a d I screamed No in my head and I bit down as hard as I could and ground my teeth together. I felt his skin break and tasted blood so I jerked back my head and felt his dick go limp and a chunk was in my mouth. I spit it out and said 'Who else wants to be dickless?' I was furious that they wanted to rape me and so was my wolf." "My wolf said 'Celly, let me have c

We were all just standing there, thirty strangers in some dramatic-looking grand hall. Then came the crying. "Waaah... this place is so scary. I wanna go home." Scary? Could've fooled me. Thanks to my perception disorder, my brain airbrushes reality. The grosser something is, the prettier it looks. So to me? This place felt like a cozy Airbnb. Meanwhile, some cranky knight-looking dude threw punches at the shadows. "Quit hiding and fight me, coward!" While most people were busy freaking out, two stepped forward—chill and confident.

"Let's go" .... Fortunately, no one is around the fields tonight so they quickly made their way near the building. They hind behind a pile of cut woods near the unfinished cabins behind the arena. Serra could now see Badbloods walking in random direction. There were girls with horns and wings, some have huge arms and feet, some have weird skin colors, and some looked completely human.

I had waited for both of them to come into my room before spilling everything to them though, it felt like forever. “Well, his eyes were darker than usual. He looked like he was irritated with everything I do and wanted me out of his presence” “I’m sorry” Sharon patted my back slowly. She looked at Ella, whose face was frowned. “I don’t know why I can’t understand it no matter how hard I try. Why would Corey switch to his beast side? Male wolves only do that when they sense weakness or death around them” my eyes widened at her words. Did she just say death?

He was quite fit for his age and looked younger. "Everyone of Dumble Dock, we have brought you terrible news," he spoke loudly staring at us above the stage. My eyes widen frighteningly like I was stabbed in the heart with a knife, and I looked around me petrified. Everyone stared at Bazaar alarmed and very curious to know what the news was about. Everyone soon began to panic shouting that they were all dead and the werewolves had won. "Calm down everyone! calm down!" Bazaar shouted. We all did, but still, I could feel my heart racing within my chest and my best friend's hand clutching mine tightly with great worries.

18 + VERY, VERY, VERY STRONG KINKY, DIRTY, FREAKY, NASTY FUCK SCENE AHEAD. CHAPTERS 46 AND 47 WILL BE HELLFIRE HOT. SO FOR ALL YOU HALO WEARING LASSES AND LADS, PLEASE SKIP THOSE TWO CHAPTERS. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK, YOU'VE BEEN MOTHERFUCKING WARNED.

Years ago, when I first ended up in the werewolf world, I had fallen out of that exact same light! Without hesitation, I threw myself toward the glowing white light, my heart racing with excitement. At the same time, a desperate voice cut through the air behind me. "Susan!" I froze mid-step and turned. My body lay lifeless on the ground. Yet somehow, I was floating in the air, as if my soul had torn loose. Ryan clutched my unconscious form in his arms, his face ghostly white, his voice raw as he screamed my name.