Good Horror Novels & Stories

" 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.

" Things were quiet for the next three days. I kept checking in, and Chester kept reassuring me, no weird dreams, nothing out of the ordinary. He even tiptoed around the idea of seeing a shrink, but I was not having any of it. Just when I started to relax, that's when it happened. Chester did not come home one night, and his phone might as well have been a brick. That old, uneasy feeling crept back in, and I bolted for the cemetery. There he was, sitting by my dad's grave, a mouthful of pâté and a half-empty glass of whiskey, toasting the air. My heart twisted in my chest. "Don't you dare eat that! Spit it out, now!" I dashed over, pounding on his back, desperate to make it stop.

“Maybe killing too quickly got boring. He probably wants to try a new game this time. These players might end up dying worse than the others.” “The boss has such an insane presence. You can tell he’s ridiculously handsome even through the mask!” “Stop simping already. That’s a literal psychopath! He’s the cruelest and most ruthless boss in the entire game!” … Once we hid inside one of the guest rooms, everyone finally let out a breath of relief. The skinny guy looked guilty. “I’m sorry. I couldn’t hold it in back there and almost got you all killed.” I patted his shoulder to comfort him. “Horror games are a survival hell. It’s not your fault. But from now on, we need to focus on finding clue

"I'm sorry, I thought anything was okay with you." I rolled my eyes. "Yeah ... I was just really surprised." "But you're not scared?" He asked playfully. "I'm not! I was really surprised ..." I defended. "If you say so ... then, okay." He answered and looked back at the TV. I'm not really totally afraid of horror films, I actually love it. The case is I do not like the shocked, as if I will have a heart attack. we just kept watching, I didn't even move my drink too much and it got cold. How come every time I drink there are shocking scenes and I just close my eyes, Kalex did nothing but laugh at me.

I looked harder out the thick glass doors, peering through the rain. There was a faint silhouette of a little boy around eight running frantically around glancing up at the sky and into the shadows everywhere. I sprinted out the doors, the fat drops coming down on my uncovered head. “What’s wrong?” I stopped dead in my tracks. Sprinting around high in furious circles was a huge black shadow. Its deep red evil eyes shot through my soul and made me stagger back into the hard doors. It looked like a black ghost, but it had a ragged gray exterior that looked like pasty, dead skin covered in deep cuts.

I was hysterical when Hamdan even brought the object closer to me. "Aaaaaa!" I screamed loudly as her hair touched my thigh. "Don't Hamdan, let go. Let him go!" I screamed louder when Hamdan put it on my thigh. I looked into his eyes glaring at me. I suddenly felt dizzy. Honestly, I can not meet this one creature. It would be better if I met the top class mafias than having to see this thing. I'm still traumatized when I watch Chucky's latest horror film series which was released last month. If you don't know, just try looking for a horror doll movie with that title. Enough, I can't do anything. “Ahahahahahaha, I'm so scared Evan. You bastard.”

"She Feared None. Even If She Did, She Allowed No One To Peek Through Her Facade And Faced Everything Courageously. Regrettably, The One Who She Allowed Turned To Be The Reason Of Her Downfall." •••••••••• I was in my room, watching horror movie hiding myself in my blanket. I don't get scared easily owing to my life which itself is a nightmare but God?? Why would anyone make this nonsense and call them scary?! And this stupid girl! What does she think of herself? A superwoman? Why can't she just stop poking her nose everywhere and stick only to her house? The girl shrieked when she saw a dead body hanging on the tree and I just shut my mobile off. I guess I'll have some good sleep rather wat

Sa loob nito ay naroon si Lotus Feet, Ghost Bride, at iba pang mga multong Intsik. Ang ikalima ay Western-inspired – kahawig nito ang white palace sa Lord of the Rings at makikita sa loob ang mga characters sa Autopsy of Jane Doe, Saw, Wrong Turn, Insidious, Conjuring, Jack the Ripper, mga halimaw sa Resident Evil at iba pa.

he said as he stared at the burning building, and I heard from a distance painful screams from that building. “Grim reaper?” both my mind and mouth asked. I read stories about them from multiple books in my library. He shook his head as he whispered to my ear, “Non, I am Doom and I-“

She leans in close and sniffs me, her long tangled grey hair tickling my nose. Hearing a demented laugh explode from her, I inwardly cringe while she raises her head and peers at me with the scariest eyes I have ever seen. When they look at me, it's as if I am peering into a deep red abyss, so terrifying that I could only ever imagine it in my worst of nightmares. Her face is grotesque and when she laughs again, I see two teeth. Those two teeth though, look razor sharp like fangs.