Darkness Haunted House Novels & Stories

THAT HAUNTED HOUSE After covering all the way of the road, the car was now passing through a desolate place. Not even a single bird could be seen flying over there in the sky and not even an ant could be found that way. Xander stopped the car in front of a haunted house. Since it was cloudy, windy and raining at night. Only a lone lamp was there outside the house, casting a din, yellow light on the scary and faded features of the house. At an irregular interval, the house used to get illuminated from the lightning in the sky. He got down from the car and stood in front of the house, once again checking his pocket for the bottle.

The lights went out. In the darkness, I heard something that made my centuries-old blood freeze in my veins. A sound like wind through a graveyard, like words from the grave. The shadow things had found us. And somewhere in this pack house was the most powerful supernatural being in North America, totally defenseless against whatever was coming through those walls.

I turned back again and tried to shake off the feeling, but it only grew stronger with each step I took. Suddenly, I heard a blood-curdling scream right in front of me. I froze, unable to move or breathe as a ghastly shadowy apparition materialized before me. It had a pale, almost translucent body that seemed to flicker in and out of existence but it was dark , like the shade of coal. I was rubbed my eyes hard to determine if it was real or I was imagining. But the apparition let out another ear-piercing scream before disappearing into thin air, almost hitting me on my forehead as I fell back on the ground , screaming.

I comply against my better judgment. The haunted house is dark. There are no glow sticks, phones, or flashlights. Hunter pokes me in the back like he is trying to stab me with a knife. Sometimes I wonder if deep down, he really does want to end my life. That's why I no longer piss him off, because to me he's dangerous enough to be put behind bars. Somewhere between my adrenaline and fear of the Haunted House, Hunter ditches me in the darkness. I walk for ten minutes calling out for him, and nothing replies. Damn it, Rosa, why did you have to go to the bathroom and avoid this stupid Haunted House?

If she didn't make it to her house, Darkness would have her again and there would be no stopping him. "Don't follow," she pleaded, rushing up her steps. She knew Damonq would. He was one step behind Darkness. She knew coming after Damonq was Darkness’ army of horrible creatures. Darkness had already weakened her, taking her blood. Her neck burned, a fierce, intolerable pain that spread through her like wildfire.

EMILY I sat still on the couch, hugging myself as if that could chase away the feeling of fear that wouldn’t stop crawling over my skin. The dark had a way of making your thoughts louder, your heart beating faster, and your mind believing anything was possible. The entire house was dead silent, apart from the faint ticking of the wall clock. And then, snap. The power cut off completely. I jumped to my feet. “Kent?” He was already up, phone in one hand, his other hand reaching for the drawer where he kept a flashlight. “It’s the whole street,” he said, peeking out the window. “It’s not just here.”

Zoire said. Erimense took a deep breath,he was feeling uneasy with the story he just heard. "Mother,are you saying that the ages of darkness will come again?". He asked. Zoire nods her head. "Yes Erimense,but nobody knows how close it is already". She said,as she walked out of the sanctuary. Erimense took a step closer,to touch the paintings on the wall.Fear shuddered down his spine.Somehow,the more he looked at the picture,the more fear gripped his bones.

~This chapter contains graphic sexual content~ I pushed the door open and the room was pitch black as promised, the light from the hall showed a little closet by the door and it was open. I let the door close and lifted my purse off quickly, to set it down so I would be able to find it later. “Hey Eve, you found me,” I heard a voice from much further in the room. “I guess so,” I said, putting out my arms trying to feel around. Did he want me to walk back there or should I wait here for him?