Buku Cerita Horor Novels & Stories

Billy replied to my message, saying that we should meet later on at my and Anna’s place. I was a nerve wreck; everything about me just looked guilty or suspicious. I had Goosebumps every time somebody mentioned Sharon or Naledi’s names. I had to leave before I gave myself away, so I sneaked out before Anna could say ‘don’t’. I took a taxi to town, every newspaper headline that I saw that day was about the ‘Newtown murders’. It was like a scene from a movie. I quickly sprang to Faraday Taxi rank and took my last ride to Turffontein and waited for Billy there. Later in the afternoon, I got a text from Anna, informing me that she was going to be a bit late, that was a relief because it meant Bi

But the book is filled with shadowy creatures and monsters that feed on humans and animals alike. Letting out another loud sigh, I reached for the book and pulled it out. Even though I had wanted to drop this book and find another one that would be more accurate, I wasn't able to find another book back at home. Maybe there might be some in this castle? With the book in my hands, I walked over to the bed and sat at the edge. Placing my hand flat against the hard cover of the book, I traced it from top to bottom, wondering if I should continue reading or just stop filling my head with scary stories.

Jace chuckled a little and Gabriel glared hard at him as they walked to the car. ~ “There should be a book about this, why can't I find any?” Aurora muttered as she kept going through the books in Lucino’s study. She was searching for books on dreams but all she kept seeing were ancient stories of different supernatural but mostly werewolves. After going through almost all the books, she finally decided to pick a random book to read. She picked up a book about how the year 1901 went and decided to read it. She took a seat in his study and started reading it, before she knew it, she got engrossed in the story.

she calls out, a smirk playing at her lips. She just had to end with another jab about the formal. Right when Axel was here. God, I’ll kill this girl someday. Axel, however, doesn’t seem to pick up on Corey’s final remark. His eyes are fixed on the book in front of me. “What are you reading?” “It’s… nothing. Just a story.” But almost as if he can sense my bluff, he flips the front page with ease, revealing the title sprawled in bold letters: LYCANTHROPY: HISTORY, MYTHS & OLD FOLKLORE.

“Nora, I don’t want you to freak out over this. As of right now, there is no information I have that can properly identify whatever that thing was.” “Do you think it will come back?” My heart grew heavy in my chest with uncertainty. “I don’t know. I hope I never come across it again,” I told her lightly. “Thank you for helping me find this.” Nodding her head, Nora left me to begin reading through the book. I sat down at one of the empty tables and began skimming through the pages. Most of which were in Latin, but many of the entries came with some great illustrations. Ogres, Nymphs, Warlocks, Incupi, Magicians...Demons.

Histories, myths, philosophies—every book was a whisper of the past. Ashara’s gaze stopped on a particular section on the far wall, its books older, darker in design, and faintly ominous. Something about the curling silver script caught her attention. One of the titles read: Nocturnae Vitae: The Legacy of the Blood Born. Her breath hitched. “Vampires?” she murmured, tilting her head.

she gives me a warm smile and just shakes her head before she nods and turns back to placing the books on the shelves. I quickly come across a book on bonds, but it takes me ages to find one about demons. I search through every book and shelf until, finally, at the very top, I spot a small, extremely dusty book. Although it doesn’t explicitly say “demons,” its title, “Monsters of Our World,” is the closest I can find.

I let this happen. I moved my back towards the window and walked over to an old wooden desk in the large healing room. Aunt Belle had left a book there, something which she said would assist me in making some sense of all of everything going on. The title, larger than the rest of the text, read: “The History of Supernatural Covens.” I had not for a moment agreed to read the book because anticipation was scary especially when it came to witches and curses from ancient days. Yet if I had to do this to save Zoey it was about time that I came face to face with my fears.

I asked her curiously as I sat comfortably on her couch and the three of them sat on the big one adjacent to mine. "Well, I believe that there's nothing to be scared of. The ghosts, vampires, witches, and werewolves are just in the books. Right? Fiction. Not real." My oblivious girlfriend explained, and that made the three of us, supermarket beings, look at each other. If you just knew, Pryce. None of us here is purely human. "Uh, yeah, yeah. They're just in the books. Horror books. They are a product of one's creative minds… and to scare people." Sander agreed with her best friend. Now, I really don't know how we will tell Pryce about the whole truth.

I cleared. "I am wondering." I chuckled nervously. "I wondered the same when my father told me about it, I was nine, I couldn't sleep then," "Haha, you were scared, I never get to hear one you know. Some of these horror books were forbidden by my parents. Instead, they would read to me moonlight stories, fairy princesses and all." "I doubt you look anything like a princess, you lack etiquette." "That's a rude way to speak to a lady." "My apologies."