Best Public Domain Horror Movies Novels & Stories

The omegas had quietly delivered large bowls of buttery popcorn, an assortment of fizzy drinks, chocolate, and even some gummy worms—because, as Phoenix insisted, “It’s not a horror movie without gummy worms.” Gabby sat squished between Seris and Rory, clutching a soft blanket like a shield. Cato was behind them with Alex and Tyler, while Phoenix and Lucian lounged side by side in front, feet kicked up, already tossing popcorn into each other’s mouths. “I still don’t understand why we’re doing horror,” Gabby muttered, already suspicious of the creepy violin in the film’s score. “Because it’s tradition,” Phoenix said with a mouthful of popcorn. “Besides, the first jump scare always tells you

She swept her hair over her shoulder and pulled back onto the road, carefully checking her mirrors. I grunted out a humorless acknowledgment of her reference. A couple summers ago, Ruthie and I decided to become horror movie experts, starting with the old classics, like the killer dog movie 'Cujo' and the ghost movie 'Lady in White,' and ending with the 'Scream' series. We'd both slept with the lights on for at least two months. "You mean wolf," I corrected. "What? Wolf? No way. We don't have wolves around here, silly. Just coyotes. And maybe wild dogs."

He told them and asked, "So I think..." "Action!" "Romantic!" "Animated!" They all shouted at the same time, they jointed their eyebrows and then started staring at each other's faces. Sohu opened her mouth "Seems we don't agree with each other's choice?" Kevin and Jenny nodded. "If that the case, so we should watch a horror movie because none of us has chosen it then all of us watch the horror movie," Sohu suggested. Kevin nodded but Jenny declined "Absolutely not! Last time when I watched the horror movie, I couldn't sleep all night!!"

I laughed, a light snort, at her sudden curiousity. "Okay." I shrugged, and thought through my list. I was a horror movie enthusiast, even though they absolutely haunted me for days after. I couldn't watch any of them alone, especially not in the evening. "Poltergeist." I said after a minute. "But not the new version, I'm a sucker for 80's movies." I admitted.

Not like I need his praise to feel like a big shot. Who cares if he thinks it’s cool that I enjoyed them? “What’s your favorite?” He prods further. I remain silent, not knowing if continuing this conversation is necessary, not wanting myself to relax while in the lion’s den. Still, I feel compelled to either way. “I’m into the classics, actually. The Exorcist and Nightmare On Elm Street.” He sucks in his breath, shaking his head slowly in disapproval, and I raise a brow. What self-proclaimed fan of horror doesn’t have those two in their top 10?

I open N*****x and search through the movies. I wonder if he gets scared of horror? As long as it isn’t psychological kidnapping horror, I can tolerate almost anything. Ghosts and demons are definitely my specialty. I could watch any horror related to that and it wouldn’t bother me in the slightest. If I can manage to scare him though, now that would be hilarious. I would give him so much shit for it. I end up picking an exorcism one.

(In No Particular Order) Movies: 1. Get Out (2017) 2. US (2019) 3. Play Misty For Me (1971) 4. Hellraiser (1987) 5. Misery (1990) 6. Fatal Attraction (1987) 7. Obsessed (2009) 8. Carrie (1976) 9. The Ring (2002) 10. I Spit On Your Grave (1978) 11. The Last House On The Left (1972)

I don’t want to get sucked into a memory. I don’t want to go back to the white walls and cold floors. To the lonely days that turned into nights, or the pain and the judgment. To being terrified. Helpless. Used. “So this movie, Mean Girls,” Lucas says, sensing my discomfort. “Is it good?” My blood pressure levels out and I relax. “Yeah. It is. You should watch it.” * “And humans fear vampires,” Lucas says, not taking his eyes off the TV. Mean Girls is almost over, and it held his interest the whole time. “When really, teenage girls seem to be much more cruel.”

Just cartoons, rom coms and half baked action movies. Things weren't like they used to be on TV anymore. I pulled out my phone, and connected it to the TV. I'd rather rewatch my favorite movies to pass the time, than subject my eyes to the brain rotting content on TV. I settled for Terrifier, and ran to my room to get my headphones. I heard a faint sound coming from Maxwell's room, but I ignored it. I wasn't even in the mood for his attitude tonight. I returned to the living room, and turned off the lights. Horror movies were best watched in the dark, alone. I giggled.

I apologize that this book is really short with less than 30k words in all. I plan to edit it at some point and make it better. I figured that a really long Horror book might be less interesting and would just seem drawn out. I've not read a lot of them but I watch horror movies so I wrote this like I would picture an Horror movie. I appreciate all those who stuck with me and read Reincarnation regardless. Thank you all. After saying this, I would love and appreciate your feedbacks and things to watch out for when I do edit the book. It would be really helpful and appreciated. Bonus scene ideas too would be great. Thanks once again.