Aldara Horror Stories Novels & Stories

She could see her strong and trustworthy back. Mallory felt relief, but then— A shadow emerged from the darkness, pouncing on her. “Ada!” Mallory shouted in alarm, almost stopping her horse to assist her. It was only one vampire— “Don’t! Keep going!” Ada, who stumbled down her horse, emerged from the dust and dirt, her eyes glowing, and her long nails sparkling with the intent to kill. Ada’s eyes, seasoned with battles and time, looked at the red-eyed creature before her. “I will handle this one and catch up to you later!”

One way or another. Lyran clenched his jaw. “Then we’ll follow the blood trail.” Adolfa’s POV I raced through forgotten paths—places even warriors feared to tread. The trees here whispered secrets—echoes of past wars, haunted creatures cursed centuries ago. A raven soared above, cawed once, and disappeared. I stopped. Something was wrong. Crack. A branch snapped behind me. I didn’t turn. I slowed my breathing. “Who’s there?” I asked softly.

I said, my voice carrying to every corner of the hall. Seraphina spun around, her face contorting from a mask of beauty to one of pure, unadulterated horror. "You! How? The Dead Lands... the monsters!" "They found me lacking in flavor," I said, stepping onto the first tier of the altar. "But don't worry, Seraphina. I brought the darkness back with me." Caleb’s head snapped toward me. The black voids of his eyes flickered, the gold trying to break through the violet film. "Elara... run..." he groaned, the effort of speaking causing the silver chains on his wrists to glow with a searing light.

I kept my demand in front of King Aldrich and oracle Wanda, my words disturbed their privacy and they both smoothly pulled away from their hungry spit dripping kiss… King Aldrich turned to me his eye had hint of frustration while Wanda smiled viciously when she said “Okay… We will send you back… JASMINEEee………” She then turned King Aldrich and said “Now, we can be immortal… MY KING..…” “Yes! We will my love….” King Aldrich said when suddenly I saw all seven ghost that were floating above head started creating ruckus, I felt terrified when I saw all of those male and female ghost fiercely moving around in this room

Sara scaled the window and down to the ground, she lifted herself and crossed the window pane. Aldophus is the security general of Autumn town. For the past years Autumn town has been free and safe from dangers and mortal attack from other Packs in the werewolf realm. The small patter of feet on the solid ground made his ears perked up. His hearing ability was extremely high, he turned towards the direction and caught a shadow of a familiar body. Sara watches as he walks towards her to stand in her front. "What are you doing down here you pup." "I'm not a pup, I'm nineteen," Sara whispered quietly and stuck her fingers into his chest pocket but found nothing.

I was crying like a baby for this scene 😢😢😢💔💔💔💔. This is so heartbreaking 💔💔💔💔. Rara had a real miscarriage if you want to know 😭😭😭😭. Poor Rara. Alda is Gerald's mom who passed away years ago 💔💔💔😢😢😢🥺

The Cyber-Wolf Vladya landed beside Kaelor, its mechanical claws extending with a sharp, hydraulic hiss. "Kill the Anomaly," Cassandra’s voice boomed from the speakers. "Format the world." Kaelor stood over Aradaa, his shadow long and dark against the blue snow. He unsheathed his claws, the gold light of his Alpha blood struggling against the red infection of the Federation. "Kaelor... please..." Aradaa looked up, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He didn't see the man he loved. He saw a machine. A weapon. Aradaa realized the horrific truth. Cassandra wasn't just trying to kill him. She was trying to force his mate to do the job.

But to no avail. Alda was happy. She spent the money and gold to pay that witch. But her hopes got deflated when after six years of marriage, Maria got pregnant. When Alda heard the news she knew that it was not Lucas’s child. But never in her wildest dreams, she thought that Maria would spend the night with a hot werewolf Alpha. And one night Maria panicked. She called Alda and confided everything in her, thinking that she was a friend. Alda who was doing a happy dance in her mind showed a sincere face to Maria.

Ada picked her wrapped cloth from the ground, still looking at him. “You risked your life to give us an edge. You are a good man. Your plans didn’t play out the way you expected, that’s just a fraction of what you can still do. Don’t let your failures taunt your stories and victories.” Ikedi was dumbfounded by the time Ada finished. “Nice words, but that doesn’t prevent the people of Alaocha to be wiped away.” “Shut up, Chira,” Ada bellowed angrily. The anger that burned in her eyes could melt wax. “I am sorry,” She apologized, trying to calm herself “Let’s find this creature and get out of here, and—”

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.