Famous Horror Novels & Stories

I laughed, a light snort, at her sudden curiousity. "Okay." I shrugged, and thought through my list. I was a horror movie enthusiast, even though they absolutely haunted me for days after. I couldn't watch any of them alone, especially not in the evening. "Poltergeist." I said after a minute. "But not the new version, I'm a sucker for 80's movies." I admitted.

“Now that was a cool film.” “Agreed, but the original Greek play was a hundred times more hardcore than anything Ray Harryhausen came up with. Tragedy has the same themes as horror, they’re all about what happens when you challenge the natural order, or societal norms, or whatever. It always goes tits up, whether you’re Doctor Faustus summoning demons or Mocata in The Devil Rides Out.” “They’re both pretty fatalistic aren’t they, tragedy and horror I mean.” “Yes, horror is the only modern genre that’s as fatalistic as classical tragedy. But one is considered by critics to be the pinnacle of fiction and the other is considered the nadir.”

Get yourself together. “Hahaha.. me too. Actually, it’s the first time I read the book, but I've seen the movies four or five times since I was little.” “You WATCHED Bram Stoker’s Dracula when you were little? Were you born into the Addams Family?” he chuckled a little. “Nah, I just happen to like classic horror movies since I was little. Dracu la, Friday the 13th, The Omen, Poltergeist, Child’s Play, you name it”. I blabbered nervously.

I chuckled and turned to him and asked, "Don't you know that there's different horror movies?" "How?" "Listen, under horror the movies are separated as demonic movies, haunted movies, death consequences movies, and a lot more." He let out a chuckle and said, "Years of experience, huh?" I punched his shoulder and turned on the television and went to the movies in the playlist and asked, "What do you wanna see?" And looked at him. "What about some haunted death consequences? It sounds a little scarier than others." I laughed and said, "Okay." I opened the list of movies related to that and asked him again, "From this list, what do you like to watch?"

She radiated a terrifying presence. However, there was a problem. Eliza, a famous ghost from the fog-shrouded city of Blackmoor, already dominated the long-haired ghoul archetype. Viewers would automatically compare this ghost to Eliza and dismiss her as ordinary, leaving her perpetually at the bottom of the NPC popularity rankings.

Mo sighed, what more could one do when they knew that they only had two days left to live. Imminent death really gave her made her think a lot the whole day. Everything she had in life, a sizeable account and fame and a successful career from being one of the best in her field, even her good results were all going to go down the drain. And there was nothing she could do about it. Not even traveling to the states could save her. The demon could fucking appear and disappear at will! She had seen a lot of horror movies and travelling to the states might only broaden Makunde's horizon, put U.S.A. on his radar just like what happened to the hotel. And that could only do more harm than good.

On the afternoon of February 1st, everyone was talking about the death of the monster child. Many testified that his adoptive parents left him to starve, but others dared to claim that he was murdered. One of his neighbors said she heard screams coming from the Caraballo's house that resembled those of a child crying out for mercy. She also said that she did not dare to go out of fear.

Juana half laughed, half shivered "Scary" "Yes" "Should I keep talking or not? " As long as she's not here, you can keep talking about her" Juana said and Ella looked around the room for about a minute before saying "She can't be here. Ghosts do visit the home of people who killed them or otherwise their own home" she replied "So are you saying her killer was in your house back then?" Juana asked grateful there was no ghost in her room. "I'm not sure. Stevenson bought that house, so it might have been her former home before she died, but now that I think of it, he himself might have been the killer, judging by the rumors that he is a notorious murderer of little girls"

“Vampires kill, Callie. You know that.” “You do realize humans are responsible for all the wars, genocide, and terrorist attacks, right? I won’t deny that vampires have killed a lot of people, but if you were to compare the numbers, humans are far more dangerous. Who’s to say a human I’m dating wouldn’t turn on me?” “I never thought about it like that.” “You’ve been taught to fear them. Most humans fear what they don’t understand. That’s why witches were burned. We were feared. And come on.” I playfully nudge her. “I’m sure there are plenty more politicians with questionable moral compasses than there are vampires.”

" I stayed silent, but that did not deter them. They started ramming the door. I pressed my back against it, looking at my unconscious mother in the bedroom, and closed my eyes. A living hell on earth was worse than any horror game. When humans start killing each other, they were more terrifying than monsters. ... Meanwhile, a group of bosses gathered in the empty supermarket, staring at each other in confusion. "Uhm, where's Ms Thrushwood?" one of them asked. "She's always punctual. Even on restock days when the shop's closed, she tells us ahead of time," another commented.