Romans & histoires Scared Com

Sweet Pea Guun followed this force of Brene Brian staggered a bit, half leaning on the armrest, he felt a hot breath hit his neck, there was a blink of an eye. Although he couldn't see it, Brene Brian could still hear the lyrics and creepy music, he closed his eyes tightly, and risked his face in Sweet Pea Guun's chest, the last syllable couldn't stop trembling, "Sweet Pea" Guun, Sweet Pea Guun...... I'm scared......"

Scar cries so hard that her voice becomes hoarse, only to freeze in shock when she watched a food land brutally on Sebastian’s hand holding the bat. “Stop It!” Scar bursts into a frantic shout, “I’ll kill you! I’ll fucking kill you!” The driver laughs at her: “Kill us? Is death the worst threat you can throw, little girl? Is that what you fear the most? There are much more you should be afraid of.” Scar shakes her head, sliding down against the door as desperation grabs her. Her whole world filled with the sound of punches, kicks, and the suppressed groan of the man who is keeping up a safe little fortress for her.

Fear I feel fucking fear. "I'm good",I keep watching. "he watching to make sure she dies",Gemma pipes up. I let out a vicious growl and she jerks. "watch your tone!",Scar growls and her eyes go wide with fear. "son",dad moves to me. "Scar calm down ",uncle Duke says softly. "back off",Scar growls again as my eyes flash golden.

“You Rheasians dare try to take advantage of me? Could it be that you don’t know how much I loathe you people? I thought I would just capture and toy with you before letting you go, but I’ve changed my mind now. Tsk, tsk. I’m going to crush your head, pour out your brains, and use your skull as a urinal, hahahahah!” His unpleasant laugh sounded like nails on a chalkboard. It had an extremely high pitch and sounded so terrifying that one would have physical reactions to it! Cameron was a coward and had already been scared, so he broke down after hearing Scott’s remark. He wet his pants in fear and begged for mercy as tears and snot streamed down his face, “Sir, sir, it’s not my fault. Please

As I turn to put music on I scream, jumping back and throwing everything in my reach at the fucking spider. Hell if there is one thing I fear, it’s fucking spiders. They are my kryptonite, after the devil himself laughed in my face, I fear these fuckers more. The door slams open, and I turn expecting Dave but instead, it’s the Caddel brothers. My calm only lasts a second as I see the spider move out of the corner of my eye and I scream running behind them for protection, my arms gripped onto Grayson. “Erm, what the fuck?” He looks at me confused.

They habour more and greater rage. Seems his rage with every passing second heightens. How in the world do I escape and get off his bondage?. Shivering, I slowly and gradually stare up his face. They're reddened and blaze more. Equally red as a human blood. I gasp then return my gaze to the floor. This really is bad. This is fucking bad. Am really, really, really done. No f**king two ways about it. How can one be highly cute but this scary?.

she yelled and banged the door furiously. "It......I....t me Li..ly Lilly Winter" she stuttered. "I know what you'll be thinking right now, that I am a coward but that's the truth, I am really scared of Gabriella Scot, she is a scary person and ten times meaner than Jessica Bane", she thought to herself.

Janine sat up straight, staring hard at Whitney. Whitney looked confused, "Why?" Janine couldn't believe it, "Why aren't you scared?" Whitney wanted to ask why she should be scared. Ghosts were just ugly and scary to frighten people. But some people were scarier than ghosts. "I'm brave." Janine reluctantly accepted that excuse. Suddenly, a light snort came. "You're all like that. You scream like crazy when you see cockroaches, as if you'd tear the roof off."

She was annoyed because Scott thought of things that didn’t make sense at all and ended with the decision to lock her in the house. “Do you realize what you just said? Because that’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard.” She put her feet up on the sofa and inched closer to him. He let her as she climbed into his lap and wrapped her legs around his waist. He hugged her back, but his face still looked sad. “You’re scared,” Ciara said. “I understand that.” “No, you don’t.” Scott shook his head. He was observing her face closely. “That was the first time I felt afraid of something. I’m afraid of losing you and I’m really helpless. I imagined what if that bastard put his—”