Annie Horror Novels & Stories

It was the old book that was on my bed minutes ago. The longer I was staring at the object that was moving on its own, the more frightened I was getting. I then heard the sound of glass breaking coming from downstairs. That was my cue to go hide under my blanket. There's no way in hell that I was going to check out what the hell is going on. I wasn't like those people in horror movies. I was just going to hide here until my mom and dad come back. ~~~

" Jacob's smile was a thin, crooked line. His eyes never left mine. "I dragged things out to draw you downstairs, so you'd be my witness. But since there are cameras in the stairwell, I can't leave you alive, either. I'm going to kill everyone in this building!" He clamped down harder. I'd been flailing in panic, but suddenly, I went still and met his gaze, perfectly calm. "W-what's going on…" Jacob froze and squeezed my neck harder, then seemed to realize something was wrong. "What's happening? Why am I—"

Her mouth was stretched wide in a horrifying shriek. A wave of pure hatred rolled off her, so cold it burned the air. The chat stirred to life again. [Here we go! Classic jump scare!] [That's one of the manor's most vicious ghosts! It feeds on the players' fear!] [This newbie is toast! She won't even have time to react!] [I can already picture her getting torn to shreds...] But I didn't scream. I didn't run. Of course, my heart condition chose that exact moment to flare up. The pain was so bad I could barely stand.

Jake said, responding to Julia, "well, after I hypnotised Ryan, I must've accidentally exposed him to the forces of darkness. They sensed the book's magic in him and now he's being used like a conduit. " "A what now? " came Matt. "I think I've heard that before, " Julia cut in, "he's like the Annabelle doll in Annabelle !" She referenced the infamous doll which acted as a beacon to call upon the forces of evil-a conduit- as Julia explained. "Except now, it's not a doll but my hypnotised brother." "Well, if he's still under your hypnosis spell, " Julia added, "he'll eventually come back. " "And don't forget the beacon thing!"

Crystal Russell I was at Hannah's place along with three other friends for a sleepover. I was excited after a very long time. We had fun all day, had pizza and ice creams for dinner and by midnight, we decided to watch a horror movie. After many arguments, we finally concluded that we would watch Annabelle. The lights of the room were turned off and the door was shut. The only source of light was the screen of the laptop playing the movie that fluctuated from bright to dim. The four of us were sunk in the bed under the warmth of the blanket.

The day had started innocuously enough. Dani had cornered me in the cafeteria with her usual mix of hyper energy and scheming mischief. “Hazel!” she hissed, eyes gleaming like she’d just discovered a secret treasure. “We have to go watch this new ghost movie tonight. It’s like…peak horror. People are losing it.” I raised an eyebrow. “Peak horror, huh? And what exactly does that mean? Are we talking mild jump scares, or someone screaming and fainting in the theater?”

I tried to control my racing heart but it was difficult. As I turn a corner, a figure emerges from the shadows. Tall, imposing, and faceless, it looms over me. I froze, stretching my neck up to see the figure. My white hair stood on my neck, my hands trembling which was weird. About to growl and charge the figure. The figure begins to close in, its presence suffocating. A shadowy hand gently touches my face. For unknown reasons, I liked it. As I opened my eyes, the figure's face began to take shape. It's... Annabelle! I was startled, staggering backward a little before her height changed to her usual height.

I snapped at him, annoyed he was able to grab my attention like he had. “Very well, let’s see where was I? Oh yes, one day I saw the God Anubis and was convinced I had died, I was starving and hallucinating. Anubis approached me and asked if I wanted to avenge my family and escape the dreadful place I was in. Of course, I told him I did, and before I knew it, he was biting into my neck and feeding me his blood. Only when I had awakened did I realize what had happened. I had heard rumors from the guards of monsters that hid in the dark, killing those that crossed their path or making them into the same kind of monster. Confused, I stared at an ordinary man that sat across from me, laughing wi

Those who don’t have immortality crave it and those who do have it, resent it. “Sophia! Get ready! You will be late!” A lady screamed, her voice reverberating through every wall in the house. “Arrrghhh! I can’t get any fucking reading done!” Sophia cussed under her breath. Sophia was an aspiring brunette writer in her late teens about to start college. She was a fit lady with shoulder-length hair, she had glasses on with an open book right in front of her. Her room was like the room of any teenager her age, except she had posters of famous gore movies and comics plastered across every corner on her walls, unlike the average teenagers that were all about boys.

“And how, mooncalf, am I creepy?” Anya rose from her desk and fetched a glass of water. She shrugged. “Oh, I do not know. You just prance around the banya with your skin off like a skeleton nudist. That is horror movie stuff right there. I do not see why Hollywood does not mine Russian mythology for its material.”