Aldara Horror Stories Novels & Stories

Mostly in fear that this dream would vanish and I wouldn’t get the answers that I want. “Our brother, Adron, runs…created the underworld. He has fully gone under and lives there now. It is a completely different plane and unfortunately, we don’t have access to it. Adron has created all the evil creatures that you have learned about, dragons and what not, but he has also created a creature called vamolves. When a vampire or wolf is on the brink of death, he will show up and put a poison in their body. This poison makes them have the abilities of both wolf and vampire.” Althea said looking sad.

Has he drained me within an inch of life and now he wants to finish the job, or does he want to turn me like in all my vampire novels that I read as a kid? I don’t know if I will ever know, because all he does as I stare at him is smile at me with a smirk on his lips and sits silently cross legged. After a few more moments, he finally starts to move forward as he leans into me and says with a strange accent, “Don’t fear my child. I won’t harm you. I merely want to ask you a question?” He pauses before continuing with that slithering accent like something you would hear in a horror story or someplace in the darkest parts of Europe, “Have you ever wondered if the things that go bump in the

Book 1 The Dark Lord's Cinderella A novel of the Royal Series written by Brenda Arong under the penname Sparrow101 Synopsis: The kingdom of Agartha, an advanced civilization of hybrids, would open its gate-way to spread terror among the inhabitants of the surface earth. An apocalypse was bound to happen soon and one girl had been warned of that possibilities on her dreams where she met the frightening dark lord who claimed her as his bride. She can be humanities' downfall or salvation if she chose

Adrianna threw her head back and laughed, the sound echoing off the warehouse walls. My stomach churned as she raised her gun, ignoring Heather’s desperate pleas. “Farrah, please, I—” The gunshot rang out as I blinked. I flinched as blood sprayed across the concrete. Heather’s body slumped forward, lifeless eyes staring at nothing. Adrianna turned to me, lips curled in a predatory smile. “Poor Farrah. Did you really think this was a game?” She swung the gun toward Roland. “That I'd actually let you choose?”

“Ah!” “Ah!” A shrill and ear-piercing scream came out from Adalind’s throat. At this time, her left eye had already become a pitch-black hole. A few drops of blood flowed out from the hole and slowly slid down her face. She looked like a malicious spirit that crawled out from a horror movie! “F*ck! That’s too scary! Quickly send some bullet screens to cover her!” “I fell off my chair from the fright! She really looks like a female ghost!”

Except for my last call to the Gamma at Blue Moon up in Washington. “Well, not really, no,” Gamma Hans concluded. “Can I ask what you mean by that?” I prodded. “Well… I don’t think it’s exactly trustworthy. I’d rather not risk it,” he tried to backpedal. “Really, Gamma Hans, my Alpha can determine whether it’s worth the risk. Wouldn’t yours want all the possibilities too?” I angled, trying to convince him. “Well… there’s a rumor. I heard from my friend down in northern California. He claims… there’s a vampire who defected from The Collective,” he explained.

Tara and Davis gasped, they were both seated next to Adolphus, opposite each other. "What do you mean by 'PART VAMPIRE'?" Davis, a fairly handsome young man with black curly hair and brown eyes asked. "Adira is part vampire and part human, because of this the vampires chased her to our territory. Theodore thought it was best to fight them, instead of giving her up." Tara, a middle aged woman with blond hair and blue eyes, furiously turned to Theodore. "Is this true? Adira is part vampire and you knew?" "Yes…." Theodore sighed calmly. "But recent discovery has led me to believe that she is something way more than we are."

Panting hard on the ground, Julian saw that woman escaping in the magical portal, every cell of his body screamed in desolation. “No!” Just then, a silver dagger flew before his eyes and punctured that witch’s heart, killing her on the spot. “There is no place for evil in my land. Execute these dark witches.” Eric’s Alpha command was followed by screams and wails, warriors burnt all the witches in the town square with the help of nature servants. “You are a werewolf, friend. Will you come with me?” Julian stayed unconscious for a week in a hospital and recovered under the care of kind doctors. Alpha came to visit him in person, bearing flowers and chocolates.

The forest was quiet, too quiet. Suddenly, a branch snapped. Elara’s heart jumped. She gripped the dagger tight. “Who is there?” she called out. No answer came. Her steps grew faster. She tried to ignore it, but then she heard low growls behind her. Wolves. Not pack wolves—rogues. One dark shape stepped out of the shadows. Then another, and another. Soon, four pairs of red eyes shone in the dark. The rogues growled low, their teeth flashing.

A bald man with a red beard threw something long and silver towards him just as Louis and Caleb jumped him and killed him before he could escape. "What's that?" Adaline asked, her voice a whisper. "Your Luna, or my soon-to-be Luna, is here to watch you die," Horus said, smirking at Diara, who sneered in response. Kennis charged at him, and we all screamed "no," knowing that was exactly what he wanted. He wanted Kennis to charge so he could stab him, and Kennis fell for it. Diara was running into danger to stop her mate, but I tackled her and pulled her away as her screams echoed through the forest.