Write A Scary Story Novels & Stories

I shook my head to get rid of the thoughts. I closed my eyes and slowly drifted to sleep. I suddenly opened my eyes to see some bizarre creatures coming towards me. I sat up and started moving back till I hit the tree. They did not stop coming, instead they kept coming closer. They looked really scary and they made some strange sounds as they came closer. “Please don’t kill me” I pleaded. One of them grabbed me by the neck and lifted me up. I did not know what happened, it happened so fast. All I knew was that something fell from my dress when he lifted me, and then they started to disperse one after the other.

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.

He knows. “No, it’s—” “You did. You were calling my name loudly and turning in your sleep.” He turns me to face him. I'm shaking tightly, scared to shit. “What did you see?” he asks, his hot breath brushing my cold face. I stare at his glowing eyes for a moment before exhaling shakily. “Something scary,” I murmur, looking away. He grabs my face to make me look at him. Tears fill my eyes. “I saw a man. He was half turned. There was a bloody full moon too.” I shake my head like I want to get those scary images out of it.

"The scariest place on earth isn't a battlefield where bullets fly, it's the childhood home where you realize the monster who broke you was the one who tucked you into bed." The chandelier overhead hums with a sickening, victorious electricity that makes the hairs on my arms stand straight up. Vance is smiling down at us like a landlord who just locked the doors from the outside, his glass of scotch catching the cruel amber light of the grand foyer. My lungs seize up, every instinct screaming at me to turn around and run back out into the freezing rain, but my boots are lead weights glued to the marble floor.

I knew I was in the presence of something powerful and frightening. As the figure drew closer, I saw that it was not human, but something else entirely. It was a massive, dark creature, with a body of writhing shadows. As it approached me, I felt the air grow cold, and I began to shiver. The creature stopped, only a few feet away from me. It reached out a shadowy hand, and I felt a wave of fear and panic. I tried to run, but my feet were frozen to the ground. I was trapped. The creature spoke, its voice like thunder and lightning. "You have trespassed," it said.

My heart pounded in my chest, the fear clawing at my throat as their laughter filled the room. "No! Don’t eat me! Please, don’t eat me!" I screamed, thrashing violently, my mind racing as I tried to comprehend the horror unfolding before me. "I don’t even have any meat!" I cried, my voice breaking as I struggled against the inevitable. But suddenly, everything shifted. The world around me blurred, and I felt myself shaking uncontrollably. The sharp, cold terror of the moment was replaced with the warmth of my own bed. I gasped, looking around frantically, disoriented.

I say to her before turning towards the end of the hallway, alerted. The noise seem to have died down, fear begins to run down my spine as I thought of what could have gone wrong. Behold, I encounter the most scariest thing I've ever seen. A familiar girl begin sucked by some horrible looking human, as soon as I points the torch at the cannibal, it truns to me. My heart drops as i recognize the face, Rex.

If a werewolf had killed or tasted blood, his eyes would turn red and the more blood he tasted, it was likely that his eyes would become brighter. That meant the creature behind me had probably consumed a fountain of it. “Where do you think you're going?” It finally spoke. Its voice sounded like a lonely, yet dep tune played by a lost soul wandering the woods at midnight when children and even adults were asked to not come out. A horror story told to children and most adults to scare them off their nightly adventure. “I said come back here”. I yelled at myself, pushing me out of my imagination. Along with its utterance, came a fast lounge at me. It nearly grabbed me by the collar but I was f

Rose felt her entire body go stiff and her blood freeze in her veins, her entire face turned white and she had to hold the nearest chair to stop herself from falling as her entire body trembled “What happened?, looks like you’re seeing a ghost!Am I that scary?,” He looked amused “Well, you didn’t seem to think like this that night when you were clamouring and forcing yourself all over me,” The man smiled cunningly as he took slow deliberate steps towards her that looked threatening and scary

The reason of their fear was unknown as that direction is located at an intersection of the faculty's building's hallway. After they had left, almost instantly, a monstrous figure stepped out from that very direction, accompanied by a revolting stench of dead bodies. With every tread it took, it's several disoriented attached heads were gaping, mouthing an unknown curse. He was pretty sure that the Aunty's special cursed meatball dish was less scarier than that. Even while having those flashing thought in his mind, Taylor froze on the spot. His mind was jumbled up, divided between wanting to puke, run while screaming, or just faint there. His thoughts were again interrupted by Skar's hand ta