Zelda Scary Novels & Stories

She crumbled down to the floor, dead. Mariam screamed in horror and bent down to scoop Parvina in her arms, the tears flooded down her cheeks as she held Parvina's head close to her chest and she cried in pain. Saadiya fell to the floor on her knees, she looked at Parvina's face in shock and in horror, the tiny hole in the middle of her forehead pooled out blood. Her hands shook when she reached out to hold Parvina's hand. She didn't want to believe what just happened.

she added while laughing. "All right, let's get this over with. Are you aware of the location of the restrooms?" Zeeve had enquired. "Uh, no," Zeira responded with a devious grin on her face. Zeeve walked over to the nearest sales employee on his side of the aisle. It was a young lad, maybe my age or younger, who appeared to be really terrified and intimated by him. I couldn't help but note how tall Zeeve was in comparison to the boy. For Pete's sake, he's six and two feet tall and the boy was probably just my height which is 5’6.

Xavier finally said as he stepped aside, and his friends did the same. Everyone thought that they were done with him the time being. But, when he reached the stairs, Xavier smiled wickedly before pushing Landon off the stairs. Some of the students who witnessed what happened screamed out of shock and fear. Nancy, Max, Alex, Sara, Hilary and Henry, Vans, Ayesha, and Olga all watched as everything took place. Nobody moved, especially when Xavier said: 'None of you saw anything.' --------------------

"Whoever kidnapped the burrito shop owner, you’d better give yourself up. Otherwise you will be No. 1 enemy of the Dragon Squad! We will exhaust every resource and item and we will find that idiot!" "Phoenix Squad too!" "Ox Squad as well!" Jack took me back to the real world to hide. He had used some kind of item that allowed him to avoid the BOSSES’ forced-entry dungeon. He punched me in the face. “Damn it! Did you offend some terrifying boss? You almost got me killed!” “Weren’t you very fast? Now we’re in the real world—let’s see how you run!” He vented all his fear of the horror game onto me just like before.

Staring straight into those two bloody holes, their sanity plummeted. "Who ate my eyeball-popping candy? I'm taking an eye for an eye!" She slowly extended her hand. The player in front of her lost control, watching in terror as his own hand reached toward his eyes. The next instant, furious howling echoed again from behind. "My spicy human jerky!" The siren boss appeared at the entrance, carrying a crate of deep-sea treasure. When she saw her carefully ordered jerky trampled like trash, black mist erupted from behind her as she let out a soul-rending screech.

"How many points do you get then?" The whole place went silent. All forty people, Jessica and Brad included, stared at me like I was insane. Jessica stared at me for a long moment, then snorted. "Oh, sweetie. You're just too naive." "Zero fear?" Brad slapped his thigh and howled with laughter. "This is an SS-Class nightmare scenario! Even the top guild aces get wiped out here!" "Is this girl nuts?" "She'll find out what real terror is soon enough." "Poor kid. Still living in a fairytale."

"Oh, shit, it's all over now. Dorothy didn't keep it with her tonight, and now, Laura's stolen it!" "There's no way Laura knows how to use it. An ordinary woman like her couldn't have figured it out." "Wait, she's pressing the button… She's forcibly waking up Dorothy!" "Oh, hell, no! Dorothy's physically in bed at her place. She'll be forced to resonate with the doll!" I ignored the comments and watched as the doll slowly opened her eyes. Her silicone eyes suddenly gleamed, the pupils focusing on me as fear flooded her gaze. "Who… Who are you?" the doll parted her lips and asked in a tiny voice.

Scott said quietly, nodding at me. And just like that, they vanished before my eyes. They had already suffered enough in life. How could they die all over again because of me? I crouched on the ground, crying so hard I nearly fainted. The familiar mechanical voice rang out once more. "Congratulations, player. You have successfully cleared the horror game instance "Family of Four." Reward: Revival. Preparing to transport the player back to the real world. Countdown begins: 10, 9, 8..."

In 1983 a Mrs Carson of New York was laid out in our coffin, presumed dead of hear disease. As mourners watched, she suddenly sat up, alive as you or I. Unfortunately her daughter dropped dead of fright on the spot. I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon.

Ryan lunged desperately, only to get shoved into the mud. Zelda froze in place, muttering blankly, "Gilbert... the Gilbert heir... What have I done..." Refugees stared with disdain and curiosity, offering no aid. I lay in the comfortable embrace of the five-star hotel suite, the temperature perfectly regulated. Through the tablet that Marco had handed me, I watched the live feed. On the screen, Zelda borrowed a phone and frantically dialed Karl. When the call finally connected, she spoke urgently. "Mr. Rice, help me! I offended the Gilbert..."