Best Horror Audiobook Novels & Stories

I'd never seen anything like that in real life. If I died chasing a pretty face, at least I'd die without regrets. It was still early. I did the math. I'd have plenty of time to get back before sunset. So I left my husband a quick note and headed for The Gilded Lyre, equal parts excited and nervous. [Naomi's actually clueless. What kind of horror game lets people team up?] [Don't forget, she still thinks this is the romance game she endorsed.] [Am I the only one who thinks Holly's shady? Sabotaging another player is low.] [Didn't she get those two killed yesterday and take their items?]

It was so strange to see everything dark… And silent. I tapped my ears, but no sound became audible. My breathing quickened. I tried to listen to my heartbeats but found that sound non-existent like the rest of the noise in the whole world. I touched my arms and felt them so cold and numb that my heart sank into my stomach due to intense fear. “ You did wrong, Scarlett. ” The booming voice startled the fuck out of me. It sounded like a woman, a man, a child—a monster. There were too many voices in one that I couldn’t tell what it was.

"The game difficulty has been upgraded. Only high-level ghosts may remain in Happy Home. Mid-level ghosts must evacuate the residential complex immediately." The fatal mechanical voice echoed throughout the entire building. "What?!" Nicole couldn't help but scream. Granny Rosa was the only high-level ghost they could currently access. Without her as a messenger, they would all die here without question. My father and brother's expressions flickered with panic as they paced back and forth, unable to find a way out.

The creature stared at me for a second with that one human eye before a distorted voice came out of it, one that matched its appearance nicely. “You are disobeying curfew.” “And you cause horrendous nightmares, so what?” Probably not liking what I just said, the creature lunged at me, moving surprisingly fast despite all of it. If I weren't so scared for my life at the sight of this creature, I might have appreciated the craftsmanship. That being said, it was hard to appreciate something this horrifying. Still, I avoided it easily, having learned to be quick when wrangling in the chaos from Auth’s books, though even I have to admit I've never seen a creature like this before.

Terrifying" which was released in 1982. Well, it sounds weird. Let's play it!" Hayle was about to put the cassette into the player and brought it closer to the microphone on the podium. "Wait!" Tony walked quickly over to Hayle. "Where did you get this?" Hayle gave Tony a strange look, "From Corrine. Why?" "May I see it?" asked Tony. "Sure." Hayle handed the tape to Tony. Tony looked at the tape carefully. He sensed something was wrong. "You'd better not play it." "Why?" asked Hayle.

“Sa piling kasi ng mahal nila, doon nila nahahanap ang kanilang sarili.” “Ah…” “Blue…” “Hmm…” “May tanong pa ako sa’yo.” “Inatake na naman ang curiosity mo. Ako naman ang magtatanong sa’yo. Kung isasapeikula ang buhay natin, ano kaya ang magiging genre?” “Hmm… Romance?” “Mali.” “Eh ano?” “Horror. Ikaw ba naman may kasamang sleepwalker na tumatawa na parang mangkukulam gabi-gabi.”

The sound of Aurora's anguished voice stops me but fortunately I'm now in the penthouse garage so no one can see me acting like a total nutcase. "Aurora." "They are after you. He wants you dead. Heaven run." "What?" I don't understand a word of what she's saying. "Soliaire wants you dead. Run!" I don't even know who I'm running from but right now sounds like a good idea. I start to run but I don't get far because I rub into what resembles a brick wall or should I say who. I'm on the ground facing my assailant. His demeanor and the way he's irritated with the natural sunlight tells me all I need to know, he's a demon and he's here to kill me.

After two days of high temperatures and intense boredom, he remembered the three books. Sam pulled out the one with the Mummy on the cover, because it looked the most innocuous. It was entitled the Ninth Pan Book of Horror Stories. He wasn’t the least bit prepared for what he found inside. The first three stories involved emasculation, murder and burning at the stake. In his fevered state Sam felt he was not only watching the characters’ suffering, he was experiencing it along with them. He flung the book at the wall and then hid it again, wishing he could burn it like Jinnot, the young girl in the third story who was burned alive.

She panicked and dashed towards the door and opened it. She was strucked by the turmoil of terror outside. Everyone was running and crying as the grasses grow violently and wrapped them on the ground. There were large wolves cornering people. Some lay on the ground, unconscious and a girl with a red auburn hair blew out pink fumes from her mouth, knocking everyone out. There were arrows flying in the air like birds and hitting people. There were also rocks flying around, knocking people out. There were humans with wings flying above like huge birds and they were hauling people to the sky and dropping them to the ground. They were laughing as the people around them were wailing. Serra just st

The sound that tore through the morning silence was not a laugh, nor a whisper, nor the familiar, grim sounds of our daily survival. It was a scream. It was a high, thin, wire of pure, unadulterated terror, so sharp it seemed to slice through the very walls of our condo. It wasn't the guttural roar of an Infected; this was a human sound, born of a shock so profound it could only be expressed in a single, piercing note of absolute horror.