First Horror Novels & Stories

They nodded. “Let’s go then.” They all entered the dark grayish forest with ominous presages once again, sending how it was getting darker by each step. “How does this work?” Vera asked, rubbing her arms by the coldness and haunting air. “This forest needs steps to cross. First was to face your darkest fear. You face what you terrorize the most and must walk out of the forest alive.” Juniper began to explain the horror of this place which made all of them shiver to fathom.

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

Or… what if I step forward into the unknown? My throat clicked as I swallowed again. Every instinct screamed a bad idea. But standing still felt like waiting to be eaten. So I did the one thing every doomed girl in every horror flick does right before the credits roll on her scream. “Hello?” My voice came out small and cracked. It echoed back distorted, like the corridor had twisted it into something mocking. I took the first step in anyway, then another, heart slamming so hard I could feel it in my teeth. A rush of cold air whipped past me…something solid, a figure moving lightning-fast, brushing my arm with icy fingers before vanishing deeper into the pit.

Her mind reeled as she tried to process the horror that stood before her, her thoughts racing with primal fears and desperate prayers for escape. She had been sleeping soundly, but the sudden noise jolted her awake from a deep slumber, like a crack of thunder, a physical blow, striking her with the force of a thousand fears. She was met with a terrifying sight that made her blood run cold - a huge black werewolf looming over her, its eyes glowing with an unnatural hunger, like embers in the dark.

Xavier joked. "According to my grandfather, a month after the boy's death, students started missing. They were all found dead in the woods a week or two after. They dubbed the serial killer as Sunnyville Reaper. And, from what my grandfather told me, your parents are one of those kids who bullied him." The student said before leaving. Even Xavier who always care less about anything around him fell silent. He could never imagine that his mother would be involved in something so dark like that.

Book 1 The Shadow of the Haunter In the darkness of the night Waiting for the light to come When the demons in your mind Remind you of the damage done. Always talking, so much to say Like a haunting ghost from the grave And Heaven seems so far away. —Daughtry, Changes Are Coming * * Sometimes, things have a funny way to happen before you can even realize what on earth is going on. Hi, I’m exhibit A.

In horror, I watched her shake her head. "No.”

I say to her before turning towards the end of the hallway, alerted. The noise seem to have died down, fear begins to run down my spine as I thought of what could have gone wrong. Behold, I encounter the most scariest thing I've ever seen. A familiar girl begin sucked by some horrible looking human, as soon as I points the torch at the cannibal, it truns to me. My heart drops as i recognize the face, Rex.

Because something was emerging. Something enormous. Something ancient. Something that had been watching. Waiting. Listening. The First Memory immediately became serious. The warmth vanished from her face. The kindness vanished. The mother vanished. In her place stood one of the oldest beings in existence. The keeper of all stories. The guardian of all endings. The First Memory looked upward. And for the first time, fear appeared in her eyes. Real fear. Ancient fear. The kind that survives even eternity. Nova felt cold. Because if the First Memory was afraid, then whatever was coming was worse than anything they had faced before.

She once more stops as she faces her prey while licking her lips and hungrily whispers. “Nice to meet you,” drawing a sinister smile as she snaps her finger that continues the flow of time. The Gods scream as anger engulf everything. With the lightning that burns the sections of the mansion and the smell of death is imminent. Haruna is taken unto her stand as her eyes widen and dread takes over. When one by one, everyone falls down death and is decapitated. In a split second as no one senses it nor even blinks to even recognize it. Blood splatter out from every corner of the mansion painting everything in red and blood. To the person in front of her and the giggle that echoes unto her ears,