Bad Two Sentence Horror Novels & Stories

I smirked confidently, now this will be fun… - Big mistake. Choosing a horror movie, when we were sitting in the dark on a shared couch was not good. The urge to grab onto his arm had almost overtaken me a few times. Not to mention, this movie was more repulsive and disgusting than what Axel had told me. The fire was blazing, and above it, the huge sixty-two-inch television screen made sure not to let us miss any horrifying detail. Although I didn’t mind horror, this movie wasn’t just disturbing, it was utterly disgusting and unsettling. The Human Centipede 2… Yes, I chose it as I wanted to ruin anything he was trying to achieve.

I have so many other expletives to call this stranger. Just when I thought I was far from him, he appeared right in front of me. "Wait, Wh-aaat? How did you do that? You were right behind me just then," I was dumbfounded, but more so at the fact that I keep asking dumb questions. This is how side characters die in horror movies. They ask dumb questions and they run so slow. I should not have lied my way out of PE all the time. "Super-speed," he said, like its no big deal. AT ALL.

I cried myself to sleep. The next morning, when I woke up, I was confused, not knowing where the hell I was, until it rang in my head. Shit. The flashbacks of the previous night played in my head—like a horror movie that I had watched over and over again. I tried to cry but there were no tears coming out of my eyes—that’s how numb I felt. I examined the room. It wasn’t dark anymore. The small window at the corner allowed some sunlight to enter the room, making it a little bit brighter. It had a double bed, a TV that was placed on the wall, a grey couch, and a black door, which led to the bathroom. It was a decent room. I tried to open the door, but it was locked.

“Then, I’ll cut it into pieces—right in front of you.” My knees nearly buckled. “And when you’ve had your fill of horror, I’ll put a bullet through your skull, Baby,” he purred. “I’ll watch as your brain splatters across the floor. And then—” he took another step closer, the camera distorting his face into something monstrous “—I’ll take my time cutting up that beautiful body of yours, too.” Panic surged through me, a raw and primal thing. My breath came in short, uneven bursts. My body screamed at me to run.

"I will kill all the members of your family if you do not offer yourself to me. I will bring you to the situation when you will intentionally come to me and plead to save your family members by offering yourself to me." Amara walked helpless towards the haunted mansion. She felt numb and lifeless for the happenings around her. The words of the sage begin to ring in her ears. "It will be the dark night without the moon, the onset of heavy storm and the shrill howls of dogs. There will be an unfathomable clamor present in the atmosphere, the unwelcoming cries of the eagles and the uproar of tumult yowls from everywhere around will be the indication to alert you it was the one and only day in y

Horror filled our features. Our eyes went wide as saucers. Oh sh*t! Sh*t! Sh*t!

I need that bad boy to fuck me so hard that I will scream his name, thinking about him got me arouse with lust. I could really see me and Harlem being an idol at school, while all the girls will get jealous of me, and the guys will envy Harlem including Jackson. Because he will have the popular girl on his arm. I cannot wait til we build our fountain of love. I could feel the envy of Charmaine losing Harlem to me, that the way the world works. And so far everything will benefit me, I have the perfect plan to ged rid of Jackson. It will have to involve a girl, as dump as Jackson is he will fall for it no matter what. In the end the good girls always win, that what I am a good girl seeking a b

In a nice voice I reply “Just had the scariest nightmare of my life. Why are you awake at 2 in the morning?” If I had of called anyone else, they would have ripped my head off for calling at such an ungodly hour. “Oh, you poor baby, its okay it was just a nightmare.” She purrs. There’s a short pause before she says “Aaron is over and we are watching horror movies, my

Disgust and nausea churned in my belly, and his scent reminded me of ashes, fueling my revulsion. I tore my gaze away from the horror in front of me when distant screams pierced the air. The wails, coming from different people, sounded twisted and indistinguishable. I could sense something sinister unfolding. My heart hammered against my ribs, threatening to burst from my chest. When I glanced back at the monster enveloping me in his arms, an evil grin was etched on his lips. But it wasn't aimed at me; it was fixed on himself as he played with strands of my hair. My throat felt parched, and I struggled to form words. I was at a loss for how to begin speaking.

"Ava, your player profile—" Before he could finish, a transparent panel popped up in front of me. 【Player: Ava Stone】 【Level: Novice】 【Special Status: Sensory Deficiencies (Face Blindness, No Sense of Smell)】 【Current Anxiety Level: 5】 When Chloe saw my profile, a cruel glint flashed in her eyes. "Oh, dear. Sensory deficiencies? In a horror game, that’s fatal. You should just give up. Might as well die now and get it over with."