Banshee Horror Novels & Stories

She was never found after that, and it was hard to determine if she was alive or dead. That bizarre legend became even more believable after two consecutive cases of strange female disappearances. The horrible demon who specializes in eating women—Banshee, was among the tribe! What was even scarier was the fact that people claimed Banshee usually turns into a human form, similar to a normal person, and appeared exactly like one. However, when she revealed her true colors, she transformed into a demoness with huge wings that looked like a pterodactyl. She would spit out poisonous smoke at her target to knock them out, then use her strong and powerful claws to hold them securely before flying

The next moment, Caspian came to the enchanting banshee. The banshee felt that danger was coming. Her muscles and bones tensed up at this moment, as firm as steel. But Caspian's fingers gathered together and turned into a hand knife, sweeping away. Suddenly, there was a kind of sharpness to separate Yin and Yang and tear apart the universe. By the time the banshee reacted, she had been split in half by Caspian. Then, with a flash of white light, the banshee disappeared in the rain. To be exact, she disappeared into the white belly of a white pig like the two shapeshifting demons.

he replied. I was stunned by his response but that explained a lot, including the reason why I couldn’t figure out what kind of creature he was earlier at the hotel. “What about you, are you also a Tribrid?” I asked Rina. “No, she is a Banshee,” Flynn replied. “What is a banshee?” I asked curiously. “She warns people of incoming danger and also has the ability to scream really loud and bet me, you don’t want to hear her scream,” Flynn replied.

, Mia looked at Ayena, typical Ayena, "Well continue, what's next?" "Oh um it says a Banshee's wail, collected at the stroke of midnight", Mia read on. "A Banshee's wail is that of pain, hurt, grief and can also be a sign of death. I took this yesterday when you asked where I have been and captured it into this beautiful bottle", Ayena educated Mia as she put the bottle into her bag with the other ingredients and more to come. "Next we have the Blackened thorn from a Wraithwood tree which is to be harvested under the veil of darkness", Mia read on.

The campsite suddenly filled with a repugnant smell, like rotting flesh. Nathan leaped forward just as the creatures burst from the shadows. They were tall and bulky, twice the height of Nathan, with dangling arms, wide hands, thin bony fingers, vicious claws, and protruded fangs shining with poison. It was like seeing a vampire experience death over and over again, unwilling to die. I stared in horror, a blood lust and anger evident in their faces. I lost my balance, collapsing in panic. Everything became a bur. Junto was flung aside by one of the beast's pale hands. Then it dove after the Shape Shifter with jaws the size of a bear trap.

A blood moon hovers in the night sky, an ominous sign that the manananggal is just lurking nearby. Legend says that when a moon like this appears in the sky, the bowels of the earth would open and release these menacing creatures from the deep. The manananggal according to mythology, is a half-bodied naked woman with the wings of a bat, razor-sharp teeth, and a 5-foot tongue that acts like suction to draw the blood out of the victim's body. The wing is so large that it spans at least 8 feet from tip to tip. To search for its prey, it hovers high above the night sky and through its keen sense of smell detects their blood.

“I have called and he will come. I am the Banshee and he my one. he will come to save me from the evil ones, I have called and he will come.” “the hound of hell is the only way. He will come, burn, destroy and defeat, I’m his Banshee who he will soon meet. When he comes they better run, Because I have called and he will come. our souls intertwined as we become one. Together The queen will rise and with her, her king,

I saw darkness for a moment as a wave of doom swept across me. “Mag…Ma…Mag…” The name was too heavy for me to spell out. Fear struck me tenfold! Magnon? This was a name pulled from ancient wolf scripture. A name that evoked terror even by the mere thought of it. A name feared by packs around the world. The creature who was exiled hundreds of years ago and the supernatural realm lived so peacefully after that.

So loud the whole house wakes. Bangs hit the door. Voices call out. Chaos explodes around me. But Iris doesn’t wait. She crashes into the door, splintering it open. Screams. Gasps. In no time, Agnes appears. Her gaze drops to my naked body. Her lips part in horror. She turns to see her daughter furred, trembling, snarling, bloodlust in her glowing eyes. The silence is deafening. Then Agnes speaks. Her voice shakes, but her words slice like blades.

" A gleeful smile stretched across Faith's lips. "It's because he didn't want a sick, weak pup anymore." I dug my nails into my palms, nearly losing control of my anger. Faith gave me a long look before she whirled around and left the cottage with a spring in her step. I suppressed the hatred festering within me and retrieved the small camera that I had hidden in my clothes. … Three days later, Felix and Faith hosted their pup's full moon ceremony. I arrived at the venue while holding the invitation Felix had given me.