Weirdest Stories Novels & Stories

“Are you freaking kidding me?!” Mike blurted out. “Nope, and don’t yell. You’ll scare the fish.” “So, you are trying to make me believe that there is some kind of weird, supernatural zoo on the base?” “Yes, because there is. I have seen some of these things, and you would not believe some of them. I don’t believe some of them, and I saw them. I even had a pair of pants shredded by a chupacabra, and I don’t mean the dog-looking one. I am talking about the freaky, flying lizard, kangaroo kind of thing. It was the most bizarre thing I have ever seen in my life. On the bright side, Wren got me three new pairs of pants to replace the one that was shredded. I think he even felt bad that I had to c

These hunters had released a live telecast of a public execution attempt on a five-year-old, after torturing him, to pull out his unique gift to turn into a wolf. The video had first been considered a hoax, propaganda of attention-seeking. The media, news, people who took a chance to say anything and did, stood divided. Some had dismissed the story outright, and some had spread it further, the latter of which led to digging into obscure stories on yetis, abominable snowmen, bigfoot, and more. Stories that were dissected re-published, thrown out, and turned into fodder for other criminals. Stories, that became hunting weapons, which flushed out the supernatural, stories that unleashed a war t

The usual noise of the city felt strenuous, the laughter of tourists and the clanking of beads, irritating. As I waited on my coffee and bagel, I couldn't help but overhear a couple at the next table discussing the recent string of unexplained disappearances and animal sightings. Their words sent a chill down my spine. I hadn't heard anything about any of it, and I found myself blurting, "Have you ever heard of werewolves?" The woman looked at me with a mix of surprise and skepticism. "You mean the mythological creatures?" she said, her voice tinged with a laugh.

She told that asshole King a story every night lest he killed her the next morning. I read that book when I was in high school and I found the concept behind it was so medieval, yet still true - Just keep the storytelling going, women will survive this fucking world dominated by men. "Do you know something funny? I saw a giant black wolf today on the subway platform. It wasn't the first time I saw it. I saw it in the parking lot the other day. And I saw it in my dream." "Your dream?" He murmured, sniffing my hair.