Best Horror Audiobook Novels & Stories

He could feel something, something wrong, like his very being was being pulled apart, dissected by the forest itself. In the deep, suffocating silence, he could hear the whispers again. But they weren’t just distant voices anymore. They were inside him, crawling beneath his skin, wrapping around his thoughts. The laughter — it had turned into something more sinister, more invasive. It was his laughter now, a twisted echo of his own fears, mocking him from within. “Ben…” The voice was soft, barely a whisper, but it slithered through the blackness like smoke. “You think you can escape what you’ve become?”

I watched in helpless horror as they tore at him, his silent screams a torment I could feel in the depths of my soul. The ground beneath Ryder seemed to crumble, his broken body sinking into the dead earth, disappearing into the abyss. A raw, guttural cry tore from my throat, a sound of pure anguish and despair. The chilling echo of Jaxon’s scream returned, closer now, laced with a desperate plea that shattered the oppressive silence. I spun around, desperately searching for him, my heart pounding with a frantic terror. And then I saw it – a flash of dark fur disappearing into the shadows, pursued by a hulking, monstrous figure with glowing red eyes and razor-sharp claws. The image was fleet

They are all walking along the road and in the hands of some of them, are the unfortunate people that must have been on the road at the wrong time, and most likely the ones we heard screaming only moments ago. We stand there and listen to the loud stomping of the monsters as they walk along the road. They stop maybe twenty meters away from us, and then suddenly there is silence, a long and painful silence. This last for maybe 5 minutes before a loud booming voice comes out of nowhere and nearly blows my eardrums.

"Are you mad? If you have a death wish, go do it yourself! Don't drag us all into it!" Some of them even gestured to attack me. Just then, however, a robotic voice came out of nowhere. [Welcome to the horror scenario, Call of the Sea. Please head towards Sea Village, find the village chief, and obtain the Villager's Code of Conduct.] At that moment, a man with an afro, who shall hereby be called Afro, who seemed very experienced with scenarios, breathed a sigh of relief. "Whoof, at least this is just an A-ranked mythological scenario. As long as we follow the rules, no one's going to die."

I stayed with Adley in her small living room, watching horror movies about creatures that didn’t exist in this world, until darkness smothered the outside world, peeking in through the sheer curtains that made their living room feel all too exposed. “Zombies always give me the creeps.” Adley shuddered, “There’s something so scary about coming back from the dead, having your face and limbs rot like that. Bleh, no thank you.” “I can’t be afraid of zombies, not when things like ghouls and Librarian’s exist.” I let out a hearty laugh, trying to imagine a hoard of zombies maneuvering through the forest at night.

"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

It seems like the bones are cracking and the body give a ear-splitting screech which make Heather cover her ears to avoid a bleed and turn to the body shock to see the person is not dead. Heather get up on her feet and move back as the body begin to move his body like a zombie from movies. Scared out of her mind, Heather run back to her car and ignite the car reversing back and make an escape. Heather drive back home and get out of the car with her whole body trembling from the horror she has just witnessed. The door is not locked like she believe it will be so she make her way in and rush to the toilet before anyone could see the blood on her jeans.

Stories of death—and worse than death. His throat went dry, as a chill raced up and down his spine. Papa fucking Nightmare is here. The pounding on the metal increased, becoming chaotic, frantic. Muffled, unintelligible voices mixed with animalistic hisses and snarls. The same sounds he’d heard from those zonbis ripping apart Bernstein’s SUV. Something—or more accurately—some things wanted in. “Why don’t you go out to the highway and play “hide and go fuck yourself”?” he replied and hit “end.”

Their faint voices were not mere echoes, but flashes of madness throbbing in the darkness, stirring bodies and pressing down on hearts. Meanwhile, Malik and Dima huddled behind the door of Nabil's apartment, silent, their fingers gripping the cold edge, their hearts pounding like the faint drums of war. They had no idea how this night would end, and no one dared guess what would happen when the dead shadows clashed with human power, with spirits unwilling to leave. The night coiled around the tower like a black serpent, pressing down on every corner, testing the patience of those who stood before it. Every breath, every whisper, carried the promise that this night would not end peacefully, t

Fear. Then: "Impossible." Silence. Then: "The horror knows." Everyone froze. Then far beyond the prison— a terrible roar echoed through reality. The sleeping horror had awakened. And it was coming.