روايات وقصص ضمن Yarn Scary Stories

With a choir, singing in her living room! “Beth,”Emma said ever so sweetly,“honey,are you totally sure you weren't having a dream?You must realize how this sounds!All this talk of caskets and corn children giving you ominous warnings….did you watch a horror movie before bed?You know how those upset you.” Beth composed herself as best she could.”No, I didn't watch a horror movie Em.I came downstairs thinking I’d left the telly on and there in my living room was a casket with me in it!And a choir of children.”

I have only 3 days left before miss Lauretta throws me out. I went to collect the bill for his meal,his girlfriend is a talkative. She talks like a parrot,I made to collect it as soon as my hands touched his,I felt a tingling sensation, I quickly took the money and left. He stood up and left. I counted the money,while counting it I saw a note.. "COUNTRY CITY MALL...7PM" Oh my god he left a note,he wanted to see me. I contemplated going. I didn't know him enough but, risks are meant to be taken .

I asked again to make sure that I was not getting into some sort of trap. “Freya! I told you earlier, didn't I? I am just a random girl was seen a lot of weird shit and so I have also gotten used to it. Although I don’t think I will ever get used to seeing mighty dangerous grey lycan. That is stupendously scary. But I liked it.

Lauren asked gently, pouting her lips and Catherine just knelt there without a word. “Honey, don’t make this difficult for us or yourself. It’s just a little task and when you’re done, everybody is free. We just want to see your wolf, is that too much to ask?” Anita demanded and she didn’t bulge. “Do you think you’re gonna escape? It’s left to you to decide whether you want to suffer or not. If you fail to shift, I’ll make sure your life is a living hell in this school. I’ve been going very easy on you but I’ll make it worse, both inside and outside the school” Martha threatened and she concluded that it was best to show them what they wanted.

She opened him up before everyone was about to get home and scared Zac that if he told this to anyone then she would lock him again. When I returned home, I looked for Zac all over the house but couldn't find him. “Have you seen Zac?” I asked Caroline “No.” She answered and continued using her phone. I went to my room and closed the door. I sat on my bed and heard something strange. Someone was weeping. I looked under my bed and I saw Zac hiding and weeping under my bed. “What happened Zac?” I hugged him after he came out. “She...She--” He couldn’t speak out of fear. I consoled him and gave him some water.

Yara nodded firmly, but her eyes sparkled with fear. "But you look scared," Ares observed. "It's because people say ghosts in the graveyard like to kidnap children. So I'm afraid! But if you're not accompanied, you'll be the one who gets kidnapped. If there are two people, the ghost won't dare show up. Right?" Yara whispered. Ares couldn't take it anymore. He laughed until his stomach hurt again. Why was this child so funny? Yara looked at Ares, who was still laughing uncontrollably. She pouted, feeling that Ares' laughter was mocking her.

At least with the trusty young librarian. “How about something scary?” I look at the mom before handing her the book we had already discussed while the child had been in class. “Is it too scary?” The girl pulls her hands back and turns to her mother. “Is just a little bit.” I place the book on the counter and wait for her to make the decision. “Or there’s a not scary one I think you’d like.” I watch amused as her forehead creases, she’s thinking hard and the smile as she takes the copy of Sam Wu is Not Afraid of Ghosts.

“Fine, we’ll let Hellfire tell us a ghost story.” “I don’t know any ghost stories,” I say. “What about you, Siren?” Venom asks her. “Nope.” “Well, then, it’s time the two of you become good at making up stories,” Intrigue says. For the next couple of hours, while Hacker and Sphinx work in the van, the rest of us make up ghost stories. I have to admit, Raptor is really good at making up scary stories and Intrigue is as well. Megan’s aren’t terrible, but Venom’s are, as they said, pretty stupid. I’m not sure mine are any better, but I made up one about the ghost that lives in the river, and it made everyone glance at the river we’re sleeping beside more than once.

Tonight was our first official sleepover in the treehouse, and we'd dragged up sleeping bags, flashlights, and enough snacks to last a week. "Tell me a scary story," Avy said, settling into her sleeping bag. "I don't know any scary stories." "Make one up." "Okay, um..." I pointed my flashlight at my face for dramatic effect. "Once upon a time, there was a girl who read so many books that her eyes fell out." "That's not scary, that's stupid." "Fine. There was a boy who was so bad at football that the football grew teeth and ate him." Avy giggled. "You're terrible at this."

"Don't lie. You wanted to see me again. Wanted to know if that little spark between us was real or just your imagination." Mara's back hit the bookshelf behind her. She hadn't even realized she'd been retreating. "You're pretty sure of yourself." "Am I wrong?" She should leave. Walk away. Go back to her textbook and forget this ever happened. Instead, she lifted her chin, finding a thread of courage buried beneath her shyness. "No. You're not wrong." The air between them seemed to crackle. Adrian took another step closer, close enough that she could smell his cologne, cedar and something darker, more dangerous.