Books Horror Genre Novels & Stories

The scene was in the middle of the battlefield where humans fought with monsters, demi-humans, and humans themselves. After 10 minutes of watching the scene that seemed like from a fantasy movie, the scene in the holographic cube ended while showing 10 images in black shade. But who were those people that shrouded in the dark shade? They could not even identify their tribes. What is the purpose of the elder for showing it to them? Is this related to the topic of today's meeting? Everyone had such questions in their minds.

They were fiction to humans, but all too real for people like Haydon and I. Slowly I skimmed the pages in one of the books and became fully aware of how much hatred vampire hunters had towards vampires. However, I realised that this was true mostly for the older generation. The generation my mom belonged to. Slowly I put the book down and headed to Haydon's bed where I sank gently into the duvets. Slowly I drifted off into a dreamless sleep, loving the potent scent of him. I was in an absolute state of peace when all of a sudden, I heard screams of agony coming from the room next door.

“Oh, so you won’t come out? Fine. Then I’ll smash all your d*mn flowers!” He stormed forward and stomped the flowers into pieces. At that moment, I suddenly remembered something Lucas once told me. In horror games, players who refused to participate usually died horribly. Back then, I thought he was just making up stories, but it seemed like maybe I really should’ve believed him. “Sir, wait, don’t–” Before I could finish my sentence, the crushed flowers suddenly regenerated. On top of that, they grew larger and larger until the enormous petals swallowed the man whole. A scream rang out, and then silence fell. All that remained on the ground were two severed limbs and a pool of blood.

, he rolls his eyes. The first time we went to watch a film, he didn't tell me that he was not into the horror genre. He hid it from me the whole time and I only got to know about it when he clutched my hand tightly throughout the film. I had a bruise around my wrist for a whole month and he kept apologizing about it. I could not digest that he is scared of silly demons on the screen. I kind of laugh at them. "That's not a flaw. That's something stupid!" I groan.

Xavier joked. "According to my grandfather, a month after the boy's death, students started missing. They were all found dead in the woods a week or two after. They dubbed the serial killer as Sunnyville Reaper. And, from what my grandfather told me, your parents are one of those kids who bullied him." The student said before leaving. Even Xavier who always care less about anything around him fell silent. He could never imagine that his mother would be involved in something so dark like that.

The door swung open, and there stood Chester, who was supposed to have been a fixture in the morgue for the past two weeks. I nodded at him, my face a blank slate. "It's been a while!" The relatives froze, their exchanged glances screaming silent panic. "Ah!" "He's alive!" "I said we shouldn't visit the morgue after midnight, but no, you had to see for yourselves!" "All this for a few bucks from selling their organs? It's not worth dying over." My aunt, gripping Theodore's arm and shaking it, wailed. I let out an icy laugh, lifted my hand, and gave Chester a slap that left a red mark blazing on his cheek.

He rarely leaves the coven back then because a witch is pretty useless without his magic. The last creatures, and probably the ones with the least regard for morality, are the vampires. The undead. Vampires have always been the topic of the bedtime stories to scare the children in the coven. Growing up, Hiro had heard all of what they could do, how they did it. And he knows every word of it is true. Vampires are ruthless, they fear no gods nor goddesses. Once the daytime fades and bleeds into nighttime, they terrorize the city with their fangs and bloodlust.

"Emma went out to meet a client today. Could it be her in the elevator?" Anna's face went completely pale. "Oh my God. I was already joking with her about being wrapped up like a burrito. She's only been here a month. This is too horrible." Seeing the blood on the floor, others gasped in shock. "She just graduated from grad school. So young, and already…" "She was a little strange at first, but she was a good person. How could something like this happen to her?" The murmurs grew louder, filled with stunned disbelief and sorrow.

I chanted as he slid his fingers out and licked it I scrunched my nose as he chuckled and his eyes became dark all of a sudden. The wind began to howl and blow fiercely as he pushed me onto my back. The shutters flew about as the fire went off. Everywhere became dark and Scary as his fangs grazed my neck before piercing me deep. I screamed in pain but later began to moan and thrash on the bed. .. .. 💕 Unknown POV 💕 .. ..

Even though I was banned but he had forgotten that I borrowed a book from the library weeks ago which happened to be the darkest one called The Black Cults because I was eager to know how the black cults kill the Viper in that book. The second weird person my life is entangled with is one of our neighbors whose a Voodoo man. He never wears a good clothes and his dressing becomes unbecoming to me anytime I see him. His detached house is rightly opposite to ours so I have chance to satisfy my curiosity by going there. My mom would never allow me to do so but I don't give up easily.