Best Horror Novels Of 2016 Novels & Stories

He was lying face down, and face up, all at once. I live in that house now. I am the village "fixer." And every night, I listen to the scratching beneath the floorboards. I don't fear the ones that crawl. I fear the ones that wait. Because now I know that the most terrifying thing in the world isn't death—it’s a corpse that refuses to close its eyes.

"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

"Reading novels seems better!" A profound silence reigned in the downstairs room where Miranda stayed, broken only by the rhythmic cadence of her breathing as she sat on the wide bed, propped up against soft pillows, a famous horror novel open in her hands. The words danced before her eyes under the warm glow of the golden bedside lamp, drawing her deeper and deeper into their dark worlds, until it seemed as if she were slipping into her haunted depths.

“Were these any help, detective?” “I’m afraid not,” I said, defeated. I was in a bit of a daze after staring at projected newsprint on the dim screen. I leaned on the desk and looked around the building absentmindedly until my eyes finally settled on a small sign hanging on a table covered with a neat stack of books. “Warning: The Library is Not Responsible for Nightmares!” I read out loud, walking over to look at the books. Well-worn volumes with pink skulls grinning back at me from stickers on their spines. Dracula. Frankenstein. The Invisible Man.

Yardley Novellas: A Season in Hell by Kenneth W. Cain Quiet Places: A Novella of Cosmic Folk Horror by Jasper Bark The Final Reconciliation by Todd Keisling Run to Ground by Jasper Bark Devourer of Souls by Kevin Lucia Apocalyptic Montessa and Nuclear Lulu: A Tale of Atomic Love by Mercedes M. Yardley Wind Chill by Patrick Rutigliano Little Dead Red by Mercedes M. Yardley Sleeper(s) by Paul Kane Stuck On You by Jasper Bark Anthologies:

Meanwhile, the others had already started slaughtering the seabirds with almost manic enthusiasm, muttering their achievements under their breath as they killed. This was already more violent and bloody than when horrors consumed humans. This… was humanity. I sighed, turning to look at the sea. After the whole ordeal today, the number of seabirds had already gone down by half. Far beyond the horizon, something was brewing beneath the surface. Death was close to knocking at their doorstep. When they untied me from the watchtower, it was already past midnight. Maintaining a human disguise was exhausting, and I was completely drained. After collecting another large reward of gold coins from the

he trailed off, his attention diverted by a notification on his phone. I didn't mean to look at his phone, but I couldn't help but notice that it was a notification announcing the release of a series I have been anticipating. "Oh my God, is that 'Dracul’ by Dacre Stoker and J.D. Barker?" I exclaimed, my excitement evident. "Yeah, you know it?" he asked. "Duhhh! I love horror fiction. I've been waiting for it to come out," I gushed, thrilled to find someone who shared my enthusiasm.

"Yes, I was worried, but the blood moon doesn't affect female vampires as much as the males. That's why there are always more male vampire rogues than female ones. Males are more primal to start with, more violent, more cold, more susceptible to give in to the bloodlust. Zachary was also a little more protected because I am already pregnant." We were just standing and talking, watching the kids play with Phoenix and Sebastian. The next thing I hear is an ear-piercing scream coming from Scarlett and see her running towards Phoenix who is now laying on the ground, I pull out of Dominic's arms and run towards them as well when I feel a pinch in the top of my arm. I stop running, look down, and

And find out if there was any way to fix it. As she drove, Caitlin thought again of the rare books she had found in her library. Most of all, she that of that one rare volume, and its torn page. She thought of its ancient ceremony, the one in Latin, with its cure for vampirism. She wondered again if it was real. Was that just passed down from folklore? An old wives’ tale?