What's Your Favorite Scary Movie Novels & Stories

"Ice cream sounds good. Let's go there after.'' I said. When we were at the ice cream parlour, we bought ice creams, vanilla flavoured ones. After we paid, we left the store and headed out to continue walking on the road. "So what kind of movies did you guys decide on?" Damien asked. "Well, I thought we would watch some superhero movies since it's a holiday." Luna replied. "That does sound nice." I commented. "And what about you guys? Are you gonna watch a movie?" "Probably a horror." said Luna. "Really?! Why is it always scary films?!" said Damien with a frown. "Well, because there's nothing better than a good scare." "I agree with Luna on this one. I like those more." I stated.

With a grateful grin, Malea asked me what movie options were available. "We could watch something scary or something else you'd like to watch. I have it all." Malea contemplated this for a while. "Okay fine. Let's watch the movie that'll most likely give me a heart attack. You only live once, right?" "Scary is what we'll watch then." I motioned for one of the maids to run the movie and it began with a chilling darkness. After it began, the maid, Gerta scurried away. She always told me about how much she abhorred scary movies. It's funny when I see other people's perspectives on things I love.

I responded and somehow, I felt embarrassed. "But I love movies," I relate. "Favorite genre?" "ROM COM and adventure. What's your favorite genre of books? I ask her in return. "I love horror, and that genre with vampires, fairies, werewolves you know," she says looking keenly at me. In my peripheral vision I all heads turned towards me, but I kept my head straight in Vy's direction. "Supernatural," I say helping out. "O my God yes," she says smiling "I knew it started with an S, couldn't pinpoint the word though," she says biting her lips, eyes narrowing slightly at the roof.

"Everyone enjoys something, and I'm good at figuring out what that is." "Really? Okay, what do I like then?" "You? Annoying me!" Scott declared. "What's your favorite drink?" "Martini. One olive only," she answered. "If you got stranded on a desert island, what would help you survive?" Scott frowned. "I have no idea, so let's just hope I don't get stranded. My turn: What kind of movies do you hate?" "Horror. I hate them. What things make you snap?" "Being challenged," Scott hissed.

She’s coming home to me. I’ve got to learn to be patient, which isn’t easy when you are a spoiled, only child. “Are we making Tuesday our new scary movie night?” I ask over dinner. “I saw a German horror flick on N*****x is getting good reviews.” “What day is it today?” “Monday, all day.”

“Tell me, what type of movie do you prefer?” “Anything. To be honest, I like any and all genre of movies.” “Me too! I am a major cinephile!” I tell him an excited grin. I adore movies but I prefer to watch them with someone else. But nobody in my family loves them quite like I do. Halona spends her time watching ghost shows on tv. Moira just watches tik tok videos all day. Maddy is always too busy for movies. I find a few options of movies that look good to me. “Alright, we have.. the romantic comedy that is sure to melt your heart, the action movie to keep you on the edge of your seat or the horror movie that just might make you pee your pants.”

This was the perfect way to spend an evening with my two best friends. The room was adorned with dimmed lights, creating an atmosphere that was both cozy and eerie. We had chosen a selection of classic horror movies, knowing well that the screams and jumps would only add to the thrill of the night. As the first movie began, I nestled into the corner of the couch.

I pause, thinking, "probably when Violet was three, Gemma was five, and I was seven. They teamed up on me during a haunted house. They both grabbed my ankle and pulled me down. I didn't even scream, I just stared at them, and they ran away screaming, and I chased them. We got kicked out of the haunted house, and we weren't even halfway through. Favorite movie? Mine is the Fast and the Furious movie." "What's wrong with sushi? I think it's cute you're so close with both of your sisters. Big broody Alpha is probably a big teddy bear with them. Also, how very stereotypical of you. You know, they made way too many of those; they should have stopped after the fourth one. Seriously, how many damn

He avoids the elbow aimed at his ribs, tightening his fingers with a warning glare. Xel recommends as he plops on the other side of the couch. "Train to Busan. The second one." "That's not scary enough. Let's go with the walking dead." A shiver runs down your spine. You've heard stories of how scary that movie is. Not to mention it had found its way as one of the top three must watch, this year. If heaven does exist, then it better hear your silent prayers. You were never been a fan of horror.

“I know it doesn’t look like much, but they play really good movies here. Lots of good scary movies. The owner is kind of a horror movie fanatic. I come here all the time.” Great a movie theater that specializes in scary movies. I love scary movies, but theaters just make everything so much creepier. There are always a bunch of people in there, people I don’t know. People that make my paranoia kick in. Like how many of those people are serial killers? You have no way of knowing. My luck there is probably at least one murderer just watching the movie for new ideas of how to torture people. “You want to watch something scary?” Aaron asks, giving me a mischievous smile.