Cursed Images Scary Novels & Stories

People are scrambling and running towards the forest to hide. I zoom in on what everyone is frightened of and it makes me want to vomit. There are these weird looking creatures that appear to have various features from a bird, feline, bear and wolf. Maybe human too? There eyes are completely black. Some have three arms or two heads and their flesh smells as though it is rotting. Whatever they are I don’t think they are truly alive. “Kale!” “On it Katerina, get Cedar and Joy out of here!”

She froze. The visions were clouding her senses. They came in distorted Images . She took loud and heavy breaths. There was a phishing sound in her head. She brought her hands over her ears to block out the sounds. It was futile. She saw a bloodied image of Mariana. The blood trickled down her face. The sight was horrific. Images of other bloodied parts of her body conjured up in her head. The dress she had on was badly ripped, her face contorted in pain and horror. The images soon began to dissipate into nothingness. Blackness washed over her and her knees gave away. She fell to the floor.

I couldn’t even stop to catch my breath. “If you mess this up,” Veronica said as she ushered me into the car, “you better not return to this house.” Throughout the drive, I kept imagining what the cursed wolf might look like. Would he be a big, scary beast or just a wolf with numerous scars? Would he have a sign on his face that showed he was cursed? The rearing of the car engine disconnected me from my thoughts. As I exited the car, the evening’s chilly wind welcomed me, and the driver walked away, leaving me with no one to ask for directions.

I transformed into a human and huddled under the covers like a frightened child. “Goddess Moon, please protect me!” I transformed into a human, curling up in the middle of the blankets. Whenever that appeared, I felt like my soul was being sucked out, and an evil presence settled in. I felt that all my fears were exposed, dark thoughts took hold of me, bringing images of many deaths. I saw everyone dying; I saw Harvey succumbing, and I saw Conan embracing his curse and wasting away.

He mumbled rubbing his palms over his face in frustration. "The girl looked so vulnerable. I got scared when she begged him. Her defeated gestures scared me, Smith." The man looked at his wife but said nothing. Because it wasn't just her who got scared. He dreaded the way Bella looked so powerless. For the first time, he felt scared, scared of hurting someone innocent. What if the painful curse leaving her heart started to destroy them? Maybe not financially but there was way more painful destruction one can suffer.

I had asked staring deep into Lady Percival's eyes through the mirror as she combed my hair, while caressing my cheeks fondly. She has been demonstrating her fondness for me through her attitude towards me, maybe she was just fascinated by me but who cares? She removed her eyes from my own in the mirror and turned to pick up another comb since the first one was harsh against my hair. "No we are not, we are demons," I shivered in fear as the thought clicked in my head. 'Demons? Are demons real, are they going to kill me too.' my mind was racing with negative thoughts and the possibilities of them killing

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

I slapped him again, harder this time, and tossed my phone at him without a shred of politeness. "You still have the nerve to ask?" James caught the phone with fumbling hands, his expression shifting from indignation to unease as he noticed the look on my face. He glanced at the phone screen, and I smirked, my voice dripping with mockery. "You're living quite the carefree life, aren't you, James?" "Babe! Listen to me! Let me explain! I have no idea where these photos came from!" James panicked. I crossed my arms, tilting my head slightly. "You don't know? Those photos are trending everywhere now. The company's stock is plummeting. So, tell me, James, what are you going to do about it?"

My image finally started blurring, but it’s not my family that’s reflecting back at me this time. It’s Creed, bloody and bruised. He screamed as the chains that held him rattled. The mirrors surrounding him played images of burning buildings and people running. I can hear their screams, their innocent. Just as fast as they came, the images vanished. They were replaced by a battle, but I don’t recognize anyone. The image of a black wolf is positioned above the battle in the mirror. An image of a vampire was on the mirror next to it. I can hear screams of pain and heartbreak as I watch the victims from both sides fall.

It was unusual for Ethan to be so expressive, even to laugh so loudly. "Well you don't know William, Leona. William Redorge. A very famous action film actor and-" "Yeah I know that. He's a famous actor, and?" "Come on, Ethan! Let's go quickly!" interrupted William. Ethan cleared his throat. After that he rose from his position. "Okay, Miss Russell, looks like I have to go now, before the ferocious wolf attacks me," said Ethan. William glared at his cousin and assistant. Ethan could always call him a 'wolf' in front of Leona. What if the girl gets suspicious?