Analog Horror Monster Novels & Stories

Golden rings surround his eyes now, his chest heaving. Horror scalds my insides, a vicious headache stirring in my temples. "I-I'm done!" I say, and panic flashes across his handsome face. His body shakes, sweat forming on his forehead. Suddenly, he looks half mad. And that scares me to no end. "Y-you're a monster," I spit. He shakes his head, reaching a hand for me. I pull my hand away, and his Adam's apple bobs in his throat. "Please, baby, don't do this to me. I can't...breathe without you..." he croaks.

I folded my lips and smacked them. "It's a Horror movie," I say simply. "Really," Vy says perking up at the word horror and I nodded. "We can watch it sometime together," I suggested, and she smiled nodding her head hastily. "Werewolves are the things that are not real. I'm 100% sure Annabelle is, I search it and they have the real doll and the other haunted items in some museum in Monroe," I gave her a dumbfounded look. "I can admit that werewolves are not real but come on," I say chuckling.

His body started sweating and vibrating and the creature continued to expand and evolve, this feared all of us, especially Alex who stood frozen in awe, not having the slightest idea what to do. Despite all the spells and spiritual attacks, the monster did not yield at all, it appeared to be undisputed and undisturbed by the attacks Instead, it grew larger and stronger, and it’s shape was now becoming more visible and understandable. It looked like an ancient god of the Jews, the one that Moses had asked them to destroy. It was in that moment that i realized that if not for my intervention the previous night, this horrible thing would have devoured Mabel and left her body dead.

"I think I know. You see big brother before the monster came, I remember playing with my doll Vicky. Then suddenly I heard scratching above my room, I remembered that there was an attic above my room so I tried to look for what was making the scratching sounds and when I arrived at the attic I saw a dark cave." Annie was shivering in fright as she recalled what had happened to her. "Inside the cave, I saw a monster, it... it... it had the body of a giant spider but the head and its face." Annie cried. "It has the face of my father but he had multiple eyes and a fang in his mouth." Phil tried to calm the tiny girl who was crying on his palm. He tried to make sense of Annie's story and could n

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"Shouldn't something be said about this?" "Seven kinds of supernatural monster blood, as solicitation by Professor Simpkin of White Rose Academy. He said he got an antiquated book that point by point a formula for a mixture that necessary the blood of these supernatural monsters. He needed to check whether he could orchestrate the mixture referenced in the book," made sense of Lorist. Just now did Charlando notice the little names at the lower part of the compartments, with names of different supernatural monsters, including, Dark-gold Pythons, Greenback Direwolf, Dark-scaled Rhinoceros, and so forth.

It was a horrifying scene. " Can I finish him, Ana?" he asked, looking at the man hungrily. " Of course," she said, paying him no mind as he started devouring the man's flesh. It took everything in me not to puke on the spot. Ana was right. This was no longer Brandon. This was a monster. A monster that needed to be put down, but I would have to find a way to take out Ana first, since she controlled him. I looked at a mirror that was in the corner of the room. Ana kneeled down and started drawing what looked like symbols on the bloody floor. I looked at Adam, who looked disgusted. No one had noticed he was awake yet. I looked in his eyes and we both held an understanding. We needed to find a

My lips quivered and I shook in fear. The monster came out of the shadows. The only way to describe the monster was a bipedal complete absence of light. It wasn't just blackness, it was nothing at all. He cast no shadow, made no noise, and gave off no odor. It is the shape of a man but no face just an abysmal like a void. "What do you want?" I asked, whatever was in front of me. If I got off here alive. This forest was a no go area.

“Die!!!” Screaming a shrieking sound as the lights turns into purple and down into a tainted black. Tiny black hands from the undergrowth emerge holding and pinning his limbs down as the molded figure of an imperfect human opens its mouth shrieking louder than it has ever been. The ground shakes, and painful vibrations shook as he was a drag in the middle. “DIE! DIE! DIE!” It all could scream as it choked his voice, leaving him speechless in shock and fear. Looking at the monster he created wondering from the back of his mind what he did wrong to turn his perfect experiment into this. Its bloodshot red eyes look down at him from above screaming with its fangs and teeth as it growls in pure h

The red-clad female ghost had once slaughtered an entire room of players in three seconds, then hung their corpses upside down from tree branches with red silk, creating a forest of dangling bodies. The Scissorhands monster had skewered more than a dozen people together, stirring their organs with his blades until they dissolved into a pile of flesh. As for the warden, he locked each team inside separate rooms and released over a dozen ghosts among them, forcing them to betray one another in desperate attempts to survive. In the end, every single one of the players was torn to pieces. All the players knew was that the bosses' methods were monstrously cruel. What they didn't know was that tho