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One Line Thriller

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Reads 2,775
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Parts 28
Time <5 mins

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"The last thing I saw was my alarm clock flashing 12:07 before she pushed her long rotting nails through my chest, her other hand muffling my screams. I sat bolt upright, relieved it was only a dream, but as I saw my alarm clock read 12:06, I heard my closet door creak open."
  
  
  This is a collection of one line thriller stories that will haunt you, chill you, and wonder why the cat was staring behind you at the wall...
  
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Under The Bed by LTHelms

As a child you always fear the monster under your bed or in your closet. Maybe you watched a scary movie or were told a horror story to make you believe something was under there. You jump onto your bed and jerk your limbs away from the edge or always shut your closet door. Then you hide under the covers in hopes that they don't get to you. As you grow older you realize the invisible monster under your bed is just that, invisible. Its not that they don't exist, it's just that you don't see them. You write off the bumps in the night as the wind or shifting floorboards but they're lies. Little white lies you tell yourself so you can sleep at night. Well I'm here to tell you that whatever is causing those bumps is very real. In my case, the source doesn't hide in my closet but rather under my bed. And he's determined to drag me right there with him. Can you be friends with the monster under your bed? ** "Ask me Aria," he rasped. His voice dripped with temptation that would make the devil jealous. His lips were brushing against mine as we leaned into each other. I felt like I was drowning in his presence. The hand that was on my breast had moved to my waist, keeping me close even as I tipped towards him. His hand was still on my sex, leisurely teasing the area. "Please," I whispered. Something mixed between a growl and a purr escaped him. It vibrated deeply from his chest. I thought he would kiss me but he didn't. His lips hovered over mine before they softly traced my cheek. I gasped when his hands moved to under my arms, moving me until I straddled his thigh.

I'm Just Trying To Help (A Zak Bagans Romance) by SabrinaMayy

Marilyn Anderson always lived in fear of the paranormal. Since she was little, evil things have not only haunted her - but her family. And It didn't help that her mother worked at the most haunted shut-down insane asylum, where sick experiments were tested, Patients were tortured, and unimaginable things happened behind closed doors. Pennhurst State School and Asylum. One spring afternoon in 2009, a ghost hunting crew came to investigate this Asylum. Her mother had informed the crew that Marilyn has had many experiences in the buildings. When they ask her to come join them for not only a walk through and to share her experiences, but to come and join the lock-down, what happens? When Zak finds out the spirits that are trying to attack Marilyn, what will Zak do to protect a girl, that he just met? What will the spirits do, to keep Marilyn all to themselves? What will this lead to? Read to find out... ***Squeal Is Up! 1/6/14 - OH MY GOSH! Over 13,000 views! Thank you all so much! If you like this story please vote and comment! Even though the story is finished it's nice to know how people think the next chapter will be! Don't forget that the sequal to this story is up, It is entitled, "All I Was Trying To Do Was Help" 2/3/2014 - Am I dreaming? This story has hit 15,000 views. I'm crying. Thank you all soooooooooooooo much. <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 I LOVE EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU! 5/12/2020! - thank you all for the views but these comments have me rolling! It's hilarious! Please keep in mind I was 13 when I started this story!

House Of Horrors by gunnsnrossesgirl

A fun trip to a haunted house turns into a grisly nightmare after a group of teens go in after hours. They think it's just well put together, but what if it's something more? From eight friends... to seven... to five... people are disappearing, and everyone starts to wonder if the doll's eyes really did move... REMASTERED 2021 * I wrote this story in 2011 when I was thirteen years old, I've rewrote it and left it up for all of the people who've show love and support for my simple horror story. Thank you for years of happiness on wattpad!

Her Terrifying Love by greggerguy

While being chased by her abusive boyfriend, Lyla turns the tables, shoving him into the path of an oncoming car. But rather than calling the police, she and her friend, Jack bury the body deep in the woods. Instead of finishing her senior year in peace, Lyla is horrified to discover that her dead ex has returned for revenge. This genre-bending supernatural thriller weaves elements of murder mystery, romance, high school drama, humor, and, of course, a terrifying ghost story. (Excerpt from "Her Terrifying Love") Jack's chest heaved. "You said he was dead." Lyla inched closer and whispered, "He had no pulse!" "Maybe he was just stunned." "We carried him all that way," she said. "He wasn't breathing." "But maybe he woke up after we left him down there." "Woke up?! His neck was broken." Jack hung his head. He couldn't make sense of this. "I know how this is gonna sound, but..." He choked on his words. "When I went to pick up my car from the body shop yesterday, he was standing across the street. Watching me." "Who was?!" "Keenan. I swear to God." "No way," she asserted. "That's crazy talk. He's dead." "It was him." Jack nodded. "He had a frickin' giant tattoo on his neck." A shiver flashed down Lyla's spine. Jack confirmed what she'd been dreading. He'd been seeing the ghost, too. If you enjoyed "Her Terrifying Love," check out the sequel, "Dirty Secrets." https://www.wattpad.com/822348938-dirty-secrets-prologue

Near the Death (Under heavy editing!) by wonderland_smile

(BOOK ONE) Ever feel like someone is watching you. You would lay in bed, in the dark and you can feel their eyes on you. Suddenly you hear footsteps walking closer to your bed and suddenly you can feel their warm breath in the back of your neck. You would hide under the covers hoping that you just imagine it, but then a hand brush against the covers. A scream escape your lips and you would wake up from the nightmare. Ghost only exist in movies and your nightmares right? Well you're wrong they do exist. You just can't see them, but I can. The only different between you and me is that if you wake up from your nightmare it's over, but if I wake up from a nightmare it just continues.

RUN by _Sydneyw21

It was Friday night or Saturday morning I think. But I was was awoken by some snoring. It was loud. I thought it was my broken alarm clock that made a deep alarm but when I opened my eyes I froze. Next to me I saw a huge Black thing that was furry and had huge crooked sticks pointing to the other side. It took up the whole other side of my room. I quietly shuffled out of my bed, put my foot on the carpet and tried not to make noise. My door was closed so I tried to open it but it made a creak. There were two neon green lights glowing. At me. The creature then switched positions and stood up which made move backwards. It moved closer. There was no more room. I fell to the floor. It came to my face.

The Torment by Ray_hates_it

December twentieth is the day I remember being brought into the asylum for the first time. Like any typical psychopath, I screamed. I cried. I remember snatching the nurse's hair until she screamed and I was slapped into unconsciousness and thrown into the room. The only difference? I wasn't a psychopath. For the first few days, I would cry maniacally upon hearing any nurse go by, to catch one's attention and tell her that I wasn't insane. "That's exactly what an insane person would say" They said, unbothered and it was as if my fate rested in the mouldy walls of the Asylum. And I soon realized that there was no use fighting for my life now .Which brings me to the present day, another one that I'll mark in history with red. The day I met him.

Mister Perfect by storytellerchc

When I got home, I had this sense of urgency overtaking me. I needed to read those diary entries and I needed to read them fast. The faster I read them, the closer I could get to Eleanor and God, did I want to be close to her. I wanted to get inside her mind and see how she worked, how she felt, how she loved. I locked my door behind me and kicked off my shoes, sitting at my desk in the corner of my apartment, by a bright window. I grabbed a piece of paper and pen, ready to take notes on what I was about to read. I would need to study them after I was done. I opened my phone to my camera roll and I swiped up until I found the first picture that I took.

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Under The Bed

As a child you always fear the monster under your bed or in your closet. Maybe you watched a scary movie or were told a horror story to make you believe something was under there. You jump onto your bed and jerk your limbs away from the edge or always shut your closet door. Then you hide under the covers in hopes that they don't get to you. As you grow older you realize the invisible monster under your bed is just that, invisible. Its not that they don't exist, it's just that you don't see them. You write off the bumps in the night as the wind or shifting floorboards but they're lies. Little white lies you tell yourself so you can sleep at night. Well I'm here to tell you that whatever is causing those bumps is very real. In my case, the source doesn't hide in my closet but rather under my bed. And he's determined to drag me right there with him. Can you be friends with the monster under your bed? ** "Ask me Aria," he rasped. His voice dripped with temptation that would make the devil jealous. His lips were brushing against mine as we leaned into each other. I felt like I was drowning in his presence. The hand that was on my breast had moved to my waist, keeping me close even as I tipped towards him. His hand was still on my sex, leisurely teasing the area. "Please," I whispered. Something mixed between a growl and a purr escaped him. It vibrated deeply from his chest. I thought he would kiss me but he didn't. His lips hovered over mine before they softly traced my cheek. I gasped when his hands moved to under my arms, moving me until I straddled his thigh.