A Horrible Chill Goes Down Your Spine Novels & Stories

They were trying to get in. A chill crept down the spine, not from cold but from the wild urge to sense danger. Fists clenched around the edge of the blanket, coarse weave cutting into the flesh with each beat of the heart resounding in the ears, strong enough to block out every other noise except that horrible screech of metal.

It was something in between, something wrong. A chill ran down my spine. I couldn’t understand what I was seeing. Something like this had never happened before.

And his loud whispers sent a threatening chill down my spine. 'I want her blood!'

A chill crept down my spine, colder than the night air. Something wasn’t right.

Chapter 8 The biting cold seemed to seep into Marianna's bones, but she couldn't shake the feeling that it was his presence that sent shivers down her spine. His aura seemed to radiate an icy chill, making it impossible to distinguish between the external temperature and the frostiness emanating from him. The hallway, though dimly lit, felt like a tunnel of fear, closing in on her with every step he took. The overhead chandelier flickered slightly, casting long, wavering shadows across the marble floor that mirrored her dread.

“I’m not ready for anything. These two already have me wrapped around their tiny, imaginary fingers.” The others chuckled around me, and I leaned back, letting the lively atmosphere wash over me. But then, without warning, a cold wave of dread swept through me. It wasn’t just unease; it was visceral, sharp, and all-consuming. My chest tightened, and my breath hitched as a strange pressure built in my head. It felt like ice crawling down my spine, freezing me in place. My eyes shot to the cupboard above the sink, the sensation pulling me there like a magnet. Something was wrong.

Spencer’s POV “I love you, I love you, I love you, please tell me you know just how much I love you—“ I’m sprawled out on the ground, a wreck of a man. My body trembles hopelessly, shaking and shivering at the slightest breeze rippling across my skin. I feel cold—colder than I’ve ever felt in my life, the sort of all-encompassing cold that you feel in your chest and in your skin, the kind that feels like it’s stealing away right down to the bone. The cold is going to take me. It’s going to take over every last part of me.

I can hear a whisper coming from behind me. I look back but I don't see anything or anyone behind me. I continue moving down the hall hoping to find somewhere to hide. Stumble and fall when I look ahead of me and see a shadow quickly move across the hall. With the footsteps getting louder behind me I continue going down the hall trying not to get caught by whatever is walking behind me. Chills start to crawl down my spine as the hallways start to get colder. In the distance I see a small light, I attempt to run but the pain in my body wouldn’t let me run fast. I make it to the light and as I’m standing under it I look around me shocked as a wave of depression drapes over me.

I felt a chill run down my spine, even though there was no possible way for me to get any colder than I had already. I took a step back, almost tripping over a lamp and falling onto my bed. As much as I try to deny it, I know that there is somebody out there with a malicious intent towards me and I don't want to meet him. It feels so unreal, like he's right beside me and yet he isn't here. My breathing accelerated, I tried to take deep breaths but it seemed to make things worse. In fact, everything around me felt blurry, everything was moving and changing and my vision was going black.

A strange chill ran down my spine. “They won’t,” I muttered. “Something tells me this is just the beginning.”