American Horror Books Novels & Stories

And after what she told me earlier,of what she had seen…” Hollingsworth Manor,July 1984 “I swear to you Polly,”Ginny said in her most excited voice.”I saw her…in my room!” “Calm down Ginny,”Polly implored.”Tell me everything from the beginning.” Polly pulled her younger sister down next to her on the low wall overlooking the garden,where the flowers were in full bloom.Ginny’s beautiful elfin face,so much like her own,was frozen in a mask of pure terror. “I believe you Polly,everything you said about this place is true…its haunted!At first I only felt it,but now… I have seen this evil with my own two eyes!”

I apologize that this book is really short with less than 30k words in all. I plan to edit it at some point and make it better. I figured that a really long Horror book might be less interesting and would just seem drawn out. I've not read a lot of them but I watch horror movies so I wrote this like I would picture an Horror movie. I appreciate all those who stuck with me and read Reincarnation regardless. Thank you all. After saying this, I would love and appreciate your feedbacks and things to watch out for when I do edit the book. It would be really helpful and appreciated. Bonus scene ideas too would be great. Thanks once again.

In her spare time, she writes short stories, poetry, motivational, health books. The author’s series The Warhead Hunters: the Zombie Apocalypse Decimation hit Amazon’s best-sellers’ list in Horror Literature & Fiction and Supernatural Horror categories. The author’s over seven titles hit Amazon’s best-sellers’ list in Health, Fitness & Dieting, Reference, Religion & Spiritually, Murder Thrillers, Mysteries, and Crime Thrillers. Tamikio received an award certificate for entering her Christmas short story, Jeremy’s Magical Christmas, in the Christmas Collection Anthology. The author received an honorable recognition as the best crime author of September 2016. She won her first crystal trophy a

The books here were faintly covered in dust. As he reached out to the top shelf, his eyes fell on a familiar thick black book lying on the floor. The Art Of The Body. Before he could stop himself, his eyes flicked up and locked with Scarlett. She didn't look away, but a deep blush gradually spread across her cheeks. That book brought back memories, and for a moment, he forgot the unspoken tension between them. He looked away finally and pulled out several dusty books from the shelf. Two were about old werewolves, one about vampires, and the last one was about witches.

Feeling amazed that the Alpha will read something like this, especially knowing that most wolves hate vampires for its history. As Brianna began to slowly crouch and check more, finding other books that are similar to Twilight, like vampire club, vampire moon, and other things, suddenly Brianna felt a sudden wind behind her. ‘A wind?’ she muttered, automatically turning around to find no source as the room had no window. There’s just an old bookcase with a creepy vibe behind her.

She had always been a kind and compassionate person, but something about this place made her feel nothing. After ensuring that the new cemetery was in the clear, she made her way to the old one where she had been visiting her mother only hours before. Fighting the urge to go back and kneel at the headstone once more, she continued her inspection. As she reached the church, a shiver ran up her spine. During the daytime it looked ordinary, yet at nightfall it held a completely different feeling; as though there was something almost sinister about it. Trying to ignore her growing uneasiness, she slowed down as she headed off to the side of the church. As she reached the mid-way point, Harley fr

He had angered me once again with his ignorance, but still I could not help but smile thinking about how once again he had put it all on the line for me. But I was unprepared for what I saw. Atlas, Wolfe and Arron were shirtless, only wearing pants, and covered with a sheen of sweat. Vampire bodies lay on the ground unconscious and injured, but alive. I could feel his intense aura covering the three almost like a barrier. And there were at least 50 vampire warriors surrounding them prepared to attack on command as I sensed others making their way to the scene as well. They wished to kill the wolves, but that would never happen. Not while I was there.

I turned my head to the side, ready and listening. “There’s a few people starting to experiment with black magic again. People Callum came in contact with years ago and they’re starting to dig into old, dark things. We’re worried one of them is going to make some headway and start raising demons again,” she explained. “Nothing is going to happen right now, but it will soon, in just under a year. Hecate is having a similar conversation with Ally right now.” I laid my head back down.

***TRIGGER WARNING: Up until now, this story has been fairly tame. From this point forward, Wolfblood takes a dark turn. For those who read the first book of the series, Wolfbane, this book is much darker and deals with more serious, real-world issues. If you prefer light-hearted romances without violence, I advise you not to continue. If, however, you enjoy thrilling werewolf romance novels, please continue with Wolfblood! I promise it's worth the ride.***

She sighed and lay down on the makeshift bed she had made with dry leaves and old rags, waiting patiently for the dusk. Her eyes drooped, and she fell into a deep slumber dreaming about Asher and red roses. *** Asher let out an inhuman growl in frustration. Last night, another human was murdered right outside his territory. There was too much blood, some even seeping through the thin, white sheet that covered the victim’s body. The familiar metallic tang in the air made his gums ache, and at the same time, scrunch his nose. The human detective Ace Jackson approached him with a grim face. “Looks like the same MO,” he said.