When You See It Scary Novels & Stories

“Yes, it is. So, you want to watch some T.V. or play a video game?” “Whatever you want to do.” I say with a smile. Aaron pats the bed beside him. “Do you like scary movies?” “I love scary movies.” I tell him as I sit on the bed next to him. “Good. Me too.” Aaron turns on a scary movie, and we settle into a comfortable silence as the movie begins. Scary movies always seem to suck at the beginning. That never seems to last long and as much as I love scary movies, I am also a big scaredy cat. An unexpected jump scare makes me scream and I cover my eyes with my hands.

Not realizing that I’ve been eyeing his hand, yet I was too shy to be the first one to make a move. I scanned the place for movies available to see, realizing every single one of them was either a horror or a thriller movie, so I tugged at his sleeve while he stopped in front of a line for an extremely scary horror movie. “Are you sure you want to see this? It’s a really scary one,” I warn him. Alex just shrugged, flashing me a sly smirk that made me feel all weird and jumpy deep inside. "I do. I guessed you liked horror movies like this,”

It's quite dark it's the still a few hours before dawn. We run forward to see what is that can be scaring people and when I finally lay my eyes on it. For the first time I really do feel afraid. I have never seen anything like it.

His touch was a rare comfort in the midst of the chaos, and I found myself focusing on his presence, trying to draw strength from it. “So, what’s your go-to scary movie?” I asked, attempting to shift my focus. Just then, a menacing figure with a knife appeared in front of us, tilting its head in a grotesque manner. I instinctively recoiled, brushing against Darius’s body in the process. The figure passed us with a ghostly grace, clearly enjoying the fear it evoked. I felt a cold shiver sweep through me, and goosebumps pricked my skin, a familiar sensation reminiscent of the unsettling feeling I got before summoning a storm.

"I have seen a couple of episodes with Laura, but they all feel stupid to me." "Ah, not a fan of the drama?" "No." "How about this then... Stranger things; have you seen it?" "I haven't, but... I get easily frightened by stuff." "It's not really that scary." "No?" "No, but... I could always put on a horror movie... Like this one." The intro to a movie I already know will be scary flashes on the screen, and shudders travel up my spine. Not good. "No, Ryan, please! I'm bad with horror movies! I jump at every little thing, and then I won't be able to sleep!"

The sight sends a cold surge of fear through me. “We’re under attack!”

His muscular wolf frame oozes out power, his gray hair and scars that adorn his face and body, are a testament to the battles he has fought and won. His presence alone fills me with a primal fear, as if I have stumbled upon a predator in the midst of its hunt. As he closes the distance between us, each step knowing and resolute, my body freezes in place. The fear that courses through my veins paralyzes me, making me incapable of rational thought. I can feel the tremors coursing through my limbs, my muscles betraying me in the face of this scary person.

“You’re kind of scary when you’re protective.” “I’m always scary,” she said. “Now shut up and let me stop the bleeding.”

Horror movie to be precise. Zayn went out saying he wants to see someone and would be back soon. “Miss Kacie, would it be alright if we watch cartoons instead of this?" He pointed to the movie I was watching. I could see it in his eyes that he's scared to his bone, I almost laughed but I quickly composed myself and changed the channel. “Come here.” I opened my arms wide and he quickly rushed into my arms. He wrapped his small hands around my neck and placed his head on my chest.

Scarlett’s voice jolted me out of my thoughts, bringing me back to reality as I looked up at her and I could see that she was genuinely concerned about me. Her brows drew together in a frown and her coffee cup had already been set aside as she moved closer to me, “what’s going on?” She asked and I sighed. “I’m just scared of how good everything seems,” I confessed, “it almost feels too good to be true and I feel like there’s something lurking in the corner and that thing would try to ruin everything.” I finished. Scarlett smiled as she took my hand in hers, “that’s just your fear speaking and it’s totally normal considering everything that happened.” She paused.