Extreme Horror Novels & Stories

Helena wasn't blaming it, but it seemed Natty couldn't just let it all end. With a sharp gaze as if flames were burning in her eyes, Natty walked over to Drake, clenching her fists. Drake realized that his life was in danger. With a frightened face and trembling body, Drake continued to pull his feet and stepped backward. It terrified Drake as Natty drew closer to him. As soon as they got so close, Natty grabbed Drake by the collar and pulled him so that their eyes stared at each other closely.

I was more amazed by how much she suddenly hated me. ‘Two dead bodies weren’t enough for you huh? Do you also want me to be a statistic huh?’ She was shouting and screaming at me, while overpowering me. I ended up on the floor, Anna pinning me harder and harder down. I thought she was petrified of me, but she looked like she was ready to send me straight to Sharon and Naledi. She put her hands around my neck, making it hard for me to breath or do anything. I was losing strength by the second, Anna wasn’t letting go.

The red-haired player was completely panicking, shouting nonstop, "Help me! Hurry!" By the time Silvia and the other girl tried to reach him, it was too late. Ximena's hair turned into sharp blades and pierced through his entire body. He was riddled with holes in an instant. That wig was terrifying! This petite ghost bride was absolutely vicious, chasing Silvia and the short-haired girl all over the room. Meanwhile, I stayed in the coffin, watching the chaos unfold. Suddenly, Silvia stopped and turned to stare straight at Ximena. Ximena's speed began to slow.

In response to their resonance, from the center of darkness that he had buried deep within his being, images emerged that he had not called. He saw all kinds of grotesque and horrifying manifestations of death. An old woman with her tongue cut out and blood pouring from her mouth, which she tried to scream when she caught fire on a pyre. Infected necrotic tissue. Erich's cat hissing as he came to life in the supernatural moonlight. Skulls of animals completely stripped of meat by scavengers and dyed yellow by wind and sun. The last precious bubbles of oxygen escaping from the lungs of a drowning man. Viktor's own hands closing around Herwin's slim neck.

Instead, I am plagued by the nightmare of all nightmares… ‘I stand on a field covered in blood. There is smoke and fire everywhere and people are screaming as the fires melt away their skin. Realization and fear strike me like lightning when I see little Marlene, Nana and the young man, Hayden being burned alive. I try to run to them but somehow, I cannot move, I am immobilized. Someone or something has grabbed hold of my feet. I look down and to my horror, I see hands…no..these are not hands. Skeletons with decaying skin are clawing their way out from underground and gripping onto my feet. Their touch is putrid and vile and it takes all my strength not to vomit.

His eyes felt cleaner already. Tired of standing in his living room like some clown, he turned and turned the flat-screen TV on. Flipping through the channels, he tried to find something worth watching until finally, he found one; some woman was taking a chunk out of a man. The scream of the man was so earth-shattering, loud, full of pain and anguish that he shivered in anticipation. Blood–check, gore - check and horror–check; perfection.

The moment Brandon Price started his weird off-camera narration, everything seemed to happen at the same time: I heard a thud, so loud the floor vibrated under my feet, the ball on the kitchen table lit up and the TV turned off. “What—?” Another loud thud cut me off. “Never again,” said the app from my phone. “Oh, you mean these guys? Fine with me.” The third thud made me jump to my feet. “I said fine, no need to get so loud!” “Not us.” Those two words sent cold chills down my spine. “That wasn’t one of you?” “Demon. Basement.” “What!?” The next thud seemed to shake the whole house. “Library.” I forgot all about my dinner, grabbed my phone and hurried out of the kitchen with a frightened gla

So, I killed him, stashed his phone, and used it to send that murder threat, giving Jacob his opening. Under my conditioning, Jacob was no longer satisfied with torturing animals. He craved human blood, so I gave him the chance, and sure enough, he didn't disappoint me. Jacob's face twisted with mounting terror, and he gasped for air. "Oh, sorry. I almost forgot you are allergic to pollen." I looked at the fresh flowers in the room, stood, and picked up the trash bag. "I guess you rushed out without your meds, right? I'm heading out."

Enzo explained and Callum snapped his eyes in horror. "Otherwise they would have harmed Stephen". He said in a terrified tone. "They wouldn’t have actually. Since Stephen is hybrid. It's a bit different with him. The pack would have stood by him. Ace and Zol are vampires. They can only punish a vampire. Are you getting my point"? This time Max spoke.

The sight before me sends a chill down my spine, making me realize the depth of darkness that lies within someone I had thought I knew. My heart clenches in my chest as one of Alex's men opens the wine barrel, revealing a sight so horrific that it freezes me in place. Inside the barrel lies the lifeless body of a man, drained of blood, his pale and empty eyes staring into nothingness. The scene before me is overwhelming and shocking. I can't believe what I am witnessing. Just moments ago, I was watching a horror movie with my stepbrother and his girlfriend, thinking it was all make-believe. Now, the reality of the situation is sinking in, and it's too much for me to process. The boundary bet