Novel & Cerita Best Horror Novel Of 2020

I have only 3 days left before miss Lauretta throws me out. I went to collect the bill for his meal,his girlfriend is a talkative. She talks like a parrot,I made to collect it as soon as my hands touched his,I felt a tingling sensation, I quickly took the money and left. He stood up and left. I counted the money,while counting it I saw a note.. "COUNTRY CITY MALL...7PM" Oh my god he left a note,he wanted to see me. I contemplated going. I didn't know him enough but, risks are meant to be taken .

(Yesterday with Kora) “What harm will it do for me to tell Damien?” I asked. “He is a demon, and the nephew and best friend of the devil, the secret will not be kept for long, and if Lucifer finds out,” Kora inhaled deeply and looked away from me. “Tell me. I can take it. What will happen if Lucifer finds out?” She only spared me a look and then exhaled, “He will destroy you.” “Destroy me?” I was already technically dead and in Hell, could it get any worse?

“They enacted their plans in the shadows beneath our notice for decades before doing anything. Our Enemy designed their plans to break up our political and legal channels. They were trying to take down our society to force us out of our quiet existence. Think about it: our commerce would have collapsed, along with all of our leadership. You sit here in judgement and condemn us for avoiding our destruction and then yours. I can tell you they would not have stopped with just us.” “They murdered all these people, and we can’t prove it. You want us to tell your people we know they murdered an unknown number of unnamed people along with an unknown number of our own people? There’s no genetic evid

“I’m just saying, if I do become immortal, I'll never work a night shift again. Ever. I will haunt the rich exclusively.” I snorted. “You already do that.” She grinned. “Practice makes perfect.” Then it happened. A scream tore through the night. Not a drunk’s yell. Not laughter. Not a lover’s argument spilling into the street. This was pain—pure, ripping, animal. Mae froze. So did I. Another scream followed. Closer. Then another, layered over it, deeper and broken short like someone choking on their own blood. My stomach dropped. “That’s not—” Mae started.

Hollis**** The mansion’s corridors were a labyrinth of decay, reeking of mildew and forgotten secrets. Each step echoed like a distant scream, and the oppressive silence wrapped around us like a predator waiting to strike. The air was thick, each breath heavy with the stench of rot, and every creak of the floorboards sent a jolt of adrenaline through my veins. I kept my grip firm on Hailey’s hand, her warmth grounding me even as icy dread crept further into my soul.

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.

He tried to be serious and shook his head. "I'm not afraid of ghosts. Maybe you are?" I added before taking his hand away and walking away. I immediately felt him on my back but I didn't look at him. I looked at the mansion again. The old house really looks scary. That's why it's surprising that no one even took this property. This is an asset that can also be monetized. They could have even developed a hotel here. Does the owner have no relatives? They should have retained it's beauty. It would have been a good spot for the resort and then it just ended up like this.

So I'm not the only one? “So Elvira, be careful. I don't want to say this but there's a possibility that you will experience again that nightmare.” She said and held my hand tightly. But how will I stopped that nightmare? “You probably wondering how will you solve that but I don't know how. There are many new things happening in this world and reported countless of deaths. They say, vampire is the reason behind of those murdering because of the bites found on the corpses. But I hope that is not true. Because the thing that created by god and the thing that created by evil can never coexist in the same world.” She added.

I can’t. The soldiers who survived—the ones who weren’t dead an hour ago—stare at me now. Not with gratitude. Not with awe. With horror. The boy Kael stands frozen near a tent pole, eyes huge, the stick-sword dangling useless from his hand. Elias is there too, spear planted in the dirt, face unreadable but shoulders tight. They see a child. They see a monster. I was innocent once. A winter star in a garden. Now I’m the thing that raised the dead to save them—and they’ll never forget the sight of it.

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