Great Horror Books Novels & Stories

What business did Allison have with a witch of that caliber? My gaze drifted away from the list, landing on the chaos of the desk. Only then did I truly see the mess. It wasn’t just papers; it was a library of obsession. Documents were scattered everywhere, burying the wood surface. I picked up a few books, reading the spines. ‘Tales of the Undead’. ‘The Physiology of the Damned’. ‘The Half-Demon’s Plight’. All titles about vampires. They weren’t particularly strange books for a Hunter to possess, I had read most of them myself during training. Know thy enemy. It was Rule Number One. When you hunted apex predators, knowledge was the only equalizer.

He was the second strongest fighter after Kevin and also one of the Wright family's survivors. "That's right, I know what they were." Tora nodded, looked at the others, and his Adam's apple bobbed: "Those should be evil creatures recorded in ancient books—Blood Ghouls." Hearing the name, everyone froze. Mouths fell open in disbelief and horror. Chantelle could not help herself. "Captain Tora, please. That's impossible. Creatures like that are myths, just legends. They don't actually exist." Tora's face darkened. "Ms. Garcia, I've lived through hell tonight. Do I look like I'm in the mood to joke?"

To put it nicely. In my hands was a thick book that Chelsa had sent me from France, miraculously it was English, and the contents inside were a history over folklore and monsters which humans believe to be made up although they were just extinct in the supernatural world. I hoped to find something similar to the Northern Whispers or something that could potentially take them down - honestly, I think I’m just hoping for answers that don’t exist or may-

He told me there was a book in his office that had the safe hidden inside. The book was about ghost towns, so he doubted Zane would have found it. That is when I learned that Zane was afraid of ghosts. At first, I thought it was funny, that Zane feared something that wasn’t real until I thought about it. If werewolves and other creatures were real, maybe ghosts were too. Thinking that, a chill ran down my spine, causing me to shiver. It wasn’t funny after all, because if ghosts were real, I would be afraid too.

So you're a big Lovecraft fan? - Definitely. A thousand times more Cthulhu than any shining vampire. - She smiled. — I like some fantasy books. Writers like Laurell K. Hamilton and Patricia Briggs, who take ancient legends like vampires and werewolves and bring them to the contemporary world. There's this amazing author called SC Green who wrote these dark steampunk books set in dinosaur-infested Georgian London. My friend Derek referred me. He is always giving me new books to read. He's studying mythology, so he likes that sort of thing. — What is your favorite creature?

Brandon set his camcorder on a tripod at the other side of the table, almost against the back wall, to keep in frame not only us, but also the loads of documents before us. We’d spent about thirty minutes going through records when one of the old maps caught my attention. “Look,” I said, showing it to Brandon. “See this town, Greenwich? It was flooded when they built the Quabbin.” He leaned in, studying the area I was pointing at with a curious frown. “So? What’s so special about it? Flooded graveyard or something like that?” I rolled my eyes. Of course the West Coast alien didn’t know. “Lovecraft’s The Dunwich Horror was sort of based in this town. And The Color Out of Space was set in this

A cold gray morning light settled over the mansion. As the fire fighters trudged out, having put out the large fire that had raged in the bedroom, an eerie sort of calm settled over the manor and the people still within it. The high schoolers were weeping, huddling up together, mourning the loss of friends who had been killed whilst vampires and would not be returning to their human form.

POV: Rory Hale Another appeared ahead, cutting me off. My chest heaved, panic keen and scorching. “No, no, no…” I grabbed the nearest book and tossed it. It went straight through the monster like it was mist. But the mist hissed, pushing tighter, creating claws. “Help!” My voice cracked. “Somebody” And then the growl came. Deep. Savage. Close. A flurry of silver and black tore past the aisle, crashing into the gloom. Snarls filled the air, volumes flying, shelves cracking under the impact.

"The day I overheard Archer, they were discussing the Blood Moon day. I think I heard something about the Demon's forest." " Demon's forest? What's that?" Axel asked. " I have read about it somewhere, but I don't remember where." Adele thought hard and then asked Trevor, " Do you have ancient books in the Library here?" " Yes. We have every book related to supernaturals," Trevor says proudly. "Let's check," Adele said and dashed in the direction of the Library while everybody else followed her. They all started checking in the werewolf books, and after a few minutes, Adele found the required information in a Book called ' Scariest places on earth.' " It's here," she said, and the others left

What in the hell was really going on? "Take this" she boomed, shoving into my hands our family grimoire, I read the ancient writings on it 'The book of dark shadows'. Another uproar erupted from outside making me tremble in fear, as I clung tightly to the book I held in my arms, in desperate search for any form of comfort it could provide me with.