(good) Horror Films Novels & Stories

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.

Because he had just been ripped apart. I turned around slowly and stared at the “pet” who had done the ripping. He still had blood on his face, but somehow looked… innocent. “I was hungry,” he murmured. Maybe it was my imagination, but his pupils looked a little sharper than before. [Wow. Trying to slut-shame someone in a horror dungeon? He had it coming.] [Pop the champagne. Ding-dong, the jerk is dead.] [Lol the stans are out. She can sleep with monsters but nobody can call her out?]

The omegas had quietly delivered large bowls of buttery popcorn, an assortment of fizzy drinks, chocolate, and even some gummy worms—because, as Phoenix insisted, “It’s not a horror movie without gummy worms.” Gabby sat squished between Seris and Rory, clutching a soft blanket like a shield. Cato was behind them with Alex and Tyler, while Phoenix and Lucian lounged side by side in front, feet kicked up, already tossing popcorn into each other’s mouths. “I still don’t understand why we’re doing horror,” Gabby muttered, already suspicious of the creepy violin in the film’s score. “Because it’s tradition,” Phoenix said with a mouthful of popcorn. “Besides, the first jump scare always tells you

he exhaled, then joined his forehead with hers, his hands still touching, they didn't want to stop, but he had to stare her in the face. "What are you doing here? When did you get here?" "Sofia, listen to me well. There are good and bad people around us. And even those who seem bad, are not. The other way around, there are good people disguised as evil. Whatever may, no matter who the people are, I want you to understand that it's in me that you will trust to the fullest." She looked right into his eyes. His were now injected with something she couldn't decipher. "Why do you say that?"

(In No Particular Order) Movies: 1. Get Out (2017) 2. US (2019) 3. Play Misty For Me (1971) 4. Hellraiser (1987) 5. Misery (1990) 6. Fatal Attraction (1987) 7. Obsessed (2009) 8. Carrie (1976) 9. The Ring (2002) 10. I Spit On Your Grave (1978) 11. The Last House On The Left (1972)

“Yes, well, I can’t say I approve of all of his interests, but he’s always had an independent streak.” “He told me horror films are important because they let people work through their fears.” “That sounds like something he’d say,” she said. “And I suppose that could be true, although it seems to me you could say just as easily that they’re worthless because they revel in exploiting human depravity. Have you seen many of these films, Detective? They’re not only violent, they’re sadistic. Nothing but a parade of bodies being destroyed in every imaginable way. And they’re mostly women’s bodies. You don’t need to be a psychologist to see that they seem more like sick power fantasies than— I don

I put my phone back on the table and picked up my coffee, pressing play on the tv, I started watching the movie again. ***** After Annabelle, I watched The Nun, I felt it only appropriate to stick with the genre. After that, the spookiness was getting to me, so I decided to switch to a horror comedy and put Jeepers Creepers 1,2 and 3 on. By the time I was done with all these movies, the daylight was pretty much over and it was creeping slowly from late afternoon to evening. I started looking for what take away I wanted to have for dinner, but it all seemed so... ‘’Same old, same old’’.

I replied back and kept the phone on the table. I was bored. So I played some movie in my laptop. I watched Annabelle, a horror film. The film is very scary and good. Even so, I'm not afraid of ghost. When I was a child, I was very afraid of ghosts. However, as I grew up, I realised that people are scarier than ghosts. Now. I'm only afraid of Burglars, Kidnappers and rapist people. I sighed and looked at the clock. It's almost 1:30 pm. I ordered my lunch through an online hotel since I don't know how to cook.

He heard Stephen laughing. "Show off". He muttered. "Why? You didn't like me"? He faked a hurt and Callum glared. "Okay. Back to serious talk. Why me"? Callum asked again and Stephen was silent for a while.. "You see, if we are just a Vampire, our senses are heightened in different aspects. We can mingle easily. Like not much easily, because staying with a Human, where we could smell their blood is really hard for us to resist". Stephen explained a bit..

Thanks to the genre, Cassius and Harriet slightly forgot their worries of being alone inside the cinema. No. They worried a lot that they are alone while watching a very scary film. ‘I thought he likes wild animals documentary? Why did he choose this?’ Harriet glanced at Cassius. It was him who chose to watch horror films but… ‘He does not feel comfortable on his seat.’ Even at the dim light, Harriet could notice Cassius turning pale while watching. Can’t he stand watching horror films? ‘This is the only movie available for tonight so I had no choice,’ Cassius told to himself while gulping multiple times.