Novel & Cerita Authors Of Scary Books

There were so many books about supernatural beings, but the ones I was most interested in were about the three monsters in my life. I gathered as many books as I could carry and settled into a quiet corner. Then I kept flipping page after page. As I read, I kept wondering if these accounts were written by humans or the werewolves, vampires, or incubi themselves, but nevertheless, I got to understand a few things about them that I didn’t know before. "Are the vampires really afraid of sunlight, crosses, and garlic?… But I haven’t seen any of them getting affected by sunlight," I muttered to myself, wondering if all I was reading was wrong.

I felt a shiver run down my spine as I ran my fingers over the embossed title: Nightstalkers; Hunting the Creatures of the Night. As I opened the book, I felt a shiver run down my spine. The pages were old and worn, their corners curling up from years of use. The illustrations within were both beautiful and terrifying, depicting hunters fighting against the creatures I had come to learn about; werewolves, vampires, and other beasts of the night. As I read through the book, I felt my heart racing with excitement and fear. I learned about the different types of hunters and their techniques for tracking and killing these dangerous creatures. Fear overtook me as I thought of Dorian, fighting ag

He asked politely as he looked from me to Tasha for approval. “ Why not? The more, the merrier.” Tasha replied and Arnold stepped in to walk beside us, making me the middle man. “Alright so it's time for some midnight stories from dear Arnold, anything you have for us Arnold?” Tasha asked Arnold, who smiled. He was obviously pleased with her words. “Hm… I could share my experience killing the strange creatures that live here. Okay, what is your opinion of the scariest and strangest creature?” Arnold asked as he folded his arms.

Willa sprinted into the elevator, her eyes widening with fear and her fingers clutching her bag firmly for support. As a horror writer, one would think she was accustomed to such surroundings and may have even enjoyed them, but that was far from the truth. Willa hated everything about ghosts and haunted houses, and even the sight of too much blood drove her insane. The horror genre felt like a gift; she was so good at it and had written over thirty bestselling novels, but in reality, her fears had been portrayed in every character she created. As the elevator dinged, she sighed in relief and rushed out. She quickly searched her bag for her key, but as her hand touched the doorknob, the door

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I think that there should be nothing that scares me by now, but I have just been proven very wrong once again. The tale goes such as this. It was many years before I was even destined to become a Vampire. There was a group of supernatural creatures, to be precise, a witch, a wizard, a sorcerer, and yes, a fairy that decided to compile a book with the strongest and some very dangerous spells the entire supernatural world has seen. It carried spells that were fail-proof for killing even the strongest and mythical creatures to resurrecting the most dangerous ones too. Now the last one that possessed the book was a warlock set in creating a dangerous army. After defeating him, the book was place

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.

' Yes Scarlett, it is a book of spells, written by different warlocks over the years. 'Have you written any? ' My curiosity peaked when she chuckled, picking up the book and beckoning me over to the sofa. 'Yes Scarlett, that is why I was shocked when you succeeded in almost frying Cane up. You broke my own spell without even the tiniest idea of what you were doing...Truth be told I am scared of what you would do with the spells written in here. ' I observed the object in her hands, but my mind went back to the wooden box.

As a means of continue writing, he keeps his grandparents close to his heart and mind for always encouraging him to not give up. Brandon Ebinger Brandon Ebinger is a horror/dark fantasy author who lives in upstate New York with his fiancé and two cats. He holds a BA in creative writing. He enjoys horror films,Gothic rock and punk music and video games. He is a huge fan of haunted attractions, and spends October as a haunt actor. Brandon has written four horror/dark fantasy novels, Ash, Hollow Hills, The Afflicted and Rose. He has also published a handful of short stories within the genre. He has recently finished his most recent novel Broken Night and is at work on a new one.

Mommy was scared he hurt her! Suddenly the air was filled with screaming, crying and wailing. In between, the strange animals growling again and again. I heard Moritz calling for his mom and the screeching of Chiara. One of these non-dogs had bitten into her leg and was dragging her, growling, into the nearest bushes, while another Uncle Roderick, with his cell phone to his ear, chased around the house until I could no longer see him.