Great Horror Novelas e Histórias

“Isabelle!” She spun round at the sound of her name, spoken in such a horrifying way. Her body started to cool immediately and goose bumps appeared on her arm. Not that she was even remotely aware of this. Her body had simply numbed. She was not a superstitious person but she did not think that it had sounded remotely human. She had seen enough horror movies with Gary (or not seen them, as the case may be, with her face driven into the crook of his arm, asking for him to tell her when the bad bit was away) to know that this was not a good scenario.

Suddenly, Adrian realized that these individuals indeed harbored ulterior motives. Adrian expanded his awareness, and the sight before him left him speechless. The entire hall was now teeming with an array of ghosts and monsters. Among them were towering old men with only one eye, lanterns swaying on a single leg, malformed boys with just one limb each, women clad in white exuding a bone-chilling aura, and skeletal figures draped in human skin...

"But Anastasia, look at your dark circles. You look like you haven't slept in half a year after just one night. I can't just stand by and watch you suffer without anyone to help, can I? I can't do that." Her words made my eyes well up with tears. She continued, "Enough of the nonsense. Most of the unknown isn't as terrifying as we think. The reason the unknown scares us is because we don't understand it. Maybe once we do, we'll find there's nothing to fear. Wasn't that what you told me?" I couldn't speak. I stretched out my arms and hugged Celeste, sincerely thanking her. She responded with, "Alright, stop being dramatic. Just tell me what I can help with."

But heck, am I looking for another horror? Grrrooooaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrr... Grrrooooaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrr... My body went rigid. God damn it. What is that sound? My breathing went heavy when I heard some heavy footsteps and strong breaths. Grrrooooaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrr...

Her gaze froze on his throat, and the truth struck her like a sword: a deep gash pierced his neck, from which a stream of blood gushed, soaking his clothes and flowing into a dark pool at his feet. A horrified gasp escaped Miranda's lips, followed by a piercing scream that shook the villa to its core. It echoed through the corridors, bouncing off the walls, filling the night with a scream of terror, grief, and disbelief all at once. It was a scream the kind that summons every sleeping soul, begging it to awaken and witness the nightmare with her.

Even the two zombies that were fighting had stopped. They heard the chuckling sound of the short thickset man and it sounded irritated to them. "Now, that is better!" He smirked and started walking up to them. Willow and Igor could not believe the discovery that they just made. The zombies were afraid of the light! Willow's brain started working fast. The zombies were afraid of light, that was why the lights used for the Halloween show were dimed bulbs. The underground tunnel was also dark too. She immediately knew that they had a lot to explore in this tunnel before going back home.

This was the punishment. At some point, green smoke crept in without warning. The temp plummeted. I shivered, and he slipped off his cloak, wrapping it around me. "Don't be afraid," he murmured. Afraid? Not even close. My perception glitch had me kind of... hyped. "They're back!" Mia yelled. "Grandpa and Grandma are back!" The door creaked open. Two shriveled elders shuffled in. Chat Feed went wild: [It's them. The revenants. Nobody survives past this.]

I was hoping though, that he comes back, but when he was a no show, I decided to walk all the way to Faraday Taxi Rank. I was scared, guilty, out of breath and my thoughts were trapped in a massive wave of disappointment. I felt like people knew what I did and I knew for a fact that my face was giving all of my guilt away. Billy’s disappearing act didn’t make things better for me, instead I grew more and more afraid of what might happen to me after the two dead bodies are discovered. On the taxi home, my head was spinning, burning with sudden fever that made way for one sneeze after another. My heart was beating so loud I thought it would actually cut right through my chest. But despite all

They screamed in unison, as one, and the sound they made – full of agony and fury - was terrifying to the core, but nowhere near as terrifying as the sound that greeted them in return. Despite the skies above being completely devoid of cloud or blemish, a clap of thunder rolled overhead. The ground quivered, trembling as if it already anticipated the oncoming storm, knowing that what it brought with it was something far worse than twisters and Biblical hail. All around me, a murmuring arose, voices full of fear, whispers of terror and panic. I looked wildly at those closest to me and saw how they were all looking up at the skies, desperately searching for something.

Granny said but the evil still happened anyway no matter how careful they were in trying to prevent it. This trait was discovered when Juana was six. Now she's twelve and she's had a bad thing happen on each of her birthdays. The good thing about this was it didn't stop good things from happening. As a matter of fact, it pulled a truckload of good things into her family, say like a compensation for the evil that has happened beforehand. "I've never seen anything like death. Yeah death of animals and inanimate objects but never an human. Why did I see it this time?"