Extreme Horror Novels & Stories

“Consider the fact that your life partner sits in this room. Even without that, they are the key to your survival. The laws I’m speaking to you are older than the country we belong to. If you walk away at the end, you won’t survive very long. Each one of you has seen or learn something you can’t unsee, and it endangers thousands of people. Not just supernatural creatures. Throughout history, we have seen humans become obsessed with destroying supernatural creatures. It never ends well for them and often innocent supernatural beings. Humans die because they misidentify them as supernatural creatures. Now you are all lucky. My mate says that you are all showing signs of having found your own m

Frank recoiled in disgust, his bowels desperate to evacuate. He lunged towards the door, but staggered and fell, his feet adhering to the carpet in a coagulated mess of the creatures' excrement. His knee hit one of the things and it thrashed violently. Instinctively, he shot to his feet and leapt for the door again. Again he fell, his fingers scratching frantically at the doorjamb. Something was crawling up his leg inside his trousers. He screamed in abject terror. It was moving up the back of his calf. He kicked his leg to try and dislodge it. It stopped for a moment, and then, as if with stronger resolve, slithered round to his shin and touched his kneecap. Frank lashed at the thing with h

She now have a food and water and her problem would only be the cold and the Reapers. She removed herself from the water and stalked towards the riverbank. She reached the bank just as she heard a hissing sound. Her heart suddenly leaped in horror as she saw a Reaper in the distance. She ducked and hid behind the rocks. She silently crawled towards the torch. Her heart hammering in her chest and her nerves were burning in terror. She was trembling as she reached for the torch and the match.

Please Note: This story has heavy violence and dark moments!! There WILL be moments of carnage and depression!! This is not a story for the faint of heart!! Some of these chapters may contain: Torture Homicide Horror-like elements Sexual assaults *NO RAPE* Along with: Demonology Crude dialogue Emotional trauma

mom and dad try to call their friends and relatives but there is no signal in every part of our house meanwhile, I check out our window if there is something outside of the house as I check the outside, there was this man that is lying on the ground and his companion is a little strange I focus my eyesight firmly to see what’s happening and suddenly blood gush out in the person's body who’s lying on the ground! like in a horror film, my body shivers, and gravely shock at what is happening before my eyes he’s eating the man! my entire body instantly trembled, my sweat suddenly becomes cold and it shook my entire being in fear! “ill check outside if there is a signal, wait for me he- “- Dad, h

“It's time to wake up, sweetie...” The sun was beginning to rise, but the light didn't bring comfort. It only clarified the nightmare. I looked at the eye again. The pupil didn't dilate or contract. It remained a fixed, black pinprick in a sea of terrifying blue. As my eyes adjusted, I realized the skin around the eye didn't look like skin at all. It looked like wet parchment stretched too tightly over a frame that didn't quite fit. I remembered the "rules" people joked about in horror movies. Don't go outside. Don't answer the door. But what do you do when the monster is already in the hallway, wearing your father’s throat like a stolen garment?

They emerge from a hole in the ground, a dark and menacing opening that seems to be the very gate to the underworld. The Drider, an equally terrifying entity, accompanies them. Its appearance is a grotesque blend of spider and humanoid, with a body covered in dark hair and long, sharp legs that creak with every movement. Its eyes, a bloody red, reflect pure malice and an insatiable thirst for power. Together, Drider and the Skinning of the mind are the embodiment of horror, a sight that could chill the bravest of souls to the bone.

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

But Isabella snarls with inhuman rage, and the horrific visions in my overwhelmed head suddenly explode with renewed intensity. She deliberately turns the volume up to unbearable levels. A fresh wave of indescribable horror surges forward—more violent, more viscerally vile than before. Thick, viscous blood drips obscenely from the fractured skies above. Agonized screams rip through the twisted dimensional void surrounding us. My hypersensitive skin burns as if doused in acid. My bones ache with a deep, grinding pain. I feel like I'm being systematically pulled apart by invisible, merciless chains, every straining limb stretched ruthlessly past its breaking point.

When was this app going to get there? Taking matters into her hands, Cassie deliberately rated the strong vibrations as “not strong” and hoped the app could take it up a notch. >>Xxx Destiny Aitsuji xxX<< Back at the headquarters of Wanda's Love Accessories Incorporation, CEO Wanda smirked. Someone was breaking the NNN challenge rule and seeking climax. The lady witch smiled and patted her unusual office plant, who hissed in return. “Oh hush,” the modern witch chided her pitted tentacle monster with twinkling eyes. Rule breakers had to be punished, but she wasn’t going to be the one dishing them out. Karma would take care of it like it always did. Warning: Next chapter will involve gore, dea