Dandy American Horror Novels & Stories

In a nice voice I reply “Just had the scariest nightmare of my life. Why are you awake at 2 in the morning?” If I had of called anyone else, they would have ripped my head off for calling at such an ungodly hour. “Oh, you poor baby, its okay it was just a nightmare.” She purrs. There’s a short pause before she says “Aaron is over and we are watching horror movies, my

I hadn't meant anyone who could do that in my life. Underneath his playful exterior was a dark menacing individual who even I was scared of. I didn't plan to bring out that side of him ever. I kept wondering why he had bought me though, he could have any woman he wanted so why me. Men especially men in the mafia world bought women for one purpose and one purpose only. To fuck them and break them into submissive little robots. Dante hadn't even touched me sexually in any way or tried to change my personality. I was beginning to suspect he wasn't even attracted to me.

Was this some sort of cage? He hastily put a hand over my mouth, ordering me to shut up. I'm not sure what I was expecting, but it definitely wasn't this. The audio kept rolling. “Dane Wright. A beast. An unconfirmed sadist. A crazy psychopath. A numb, depraved bastard. He gives, but he takes, and he takes in a thousand folds. He's never fair. He never stops once he begins, and he can't tell any rights from wrongs once he gets pushed to his limits and acts before the right time. If you're here, it's because you're his new fixation, and he will only leave you ruined by the time he's done with you. He must've warned you, but you never listened. Ask him where his previous partners are.”

You look like you are going to kill someone. “Yea the look on your face is more terrifying than usual boss,” drunk Damon decides to point out. The alcohol is making him think he can be friendly with me. I really don’t like him. Something about him is slimy to me, I will never understand how my father became okay with an American being so involved with our family.

You either cry or you laugh, and I had already cried, so now I was on the laugh train and it wasn’t stopping. “Oh my Goddess, is this a ritual?!” I yelled, talking to you like you’re sitting right here beside me. “Because tell me why Darren looks like a demon with his cock out, and Tasha looks like she’s about to light candles and chant in Latin, and I’m the sacrifice bleeding on the floor. “Do you see it? Do you see how insane this looks? Because if I didn’t know better, I’d swear I stumbled into a low-budget horror porno.”

Harley screamed as Demitri pulled the trigger two more times to triple the dosage of vervain; making it impossible for Mason to break through. Zander pulled a stake from his belt, aiming to use the distraction to his advantage. He thrust the weapon forward, only for Demitri to catch it in his hand. The elder vampire pulled on it, causing Zander to jerk forward, and then headbutted him, causing the latter to stagger backwards. Harley's hands shook as she finally pulled the gun from her jacket and aimed it. They shook harder, making it impossible to hold a steady aim, and she lowered it again with a sigh. "Even your own daughter is hesitant to save your life, you really are New York's most hat

I’d heard there were places where you could rent the tapes for a lot less than what they cost to buy, but it hadn’t changed my mind. I started towards the doorway with the curtain but stopped short by the tapes next to it. This section was at least twice the size of all the others. The covers of these boxes were all screams and knives. Bloody chainsaws and heaving breasts. The sign resting here was carefully drawn in black gothic type letters, each dripping red: “Horror.” Hanging by a piece of tape off every other shelf were letter-sized flyers exactly like the ones that man was putting on windshields out at the Farm and Fleet. I peeled one off to get a closer look.

'Okay, I know I said Insidious earlier, but we can also go for Annabelle? Dallas groans and his head falls back against the headrest. 'You want to kill me. I don't like that doll ... it freaks me out.' Ford laughs out loud. 'You're so dramatic. Always looking so tough, but when it comes to movies you're scared by a doll?' Dallas squints his eyes and glares at his boyfriend. 'It's not just some random doll, you know. It's supposed to be scary.' 'Such a wimp,' Ford teases him with a big grin on the lower half of his face. 'But sure, let's just go for Insidious then. I'll hold your hand when you're scared.'

Hanny became a little bit panicked, scared and anxious. “I think so, Hanny Darling… That red snow demon was immensely strong, powerful and tough to be defeated. She could really leave such a deep and severe injury on this sturdy and muscular chest of mine.” In order not to make his gentle beautiful Hanny Darling more worried, scared or anxious, Hades tried to show his soothing as well as relaxing smile.

The horrid sight and odor have my gut retching to the pit. That’s it! I have had enough of this shit! Damon is a demonic incarnate of whoever the devil in hell might be. My tail of courage tucked between my legs in cowardice, creeps slithering down my spine and the large part of my brain screaming at me to get the hell out of here before someone might catch me sneaking in this place. However, as I was about to abandon this petrifying quest, the sound of metal clacking caught my attention. Snapping my neck to the source, my heart sank to my feet with what I saw.