Halloween Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"I guess that you want to know about how I became like that?" "I do admit to being curious," He said. "Besides, what's Halloween or Samhain without a little story about things that go bump in the night?" he gave her a dashing smile. Arnou couldn't help but return his smile. He was so charming. "Ok. After all, you are letting me stay over so I don't have to make a mad dash for my own haven before I get cooked by the sun." She snuggled up underneath of his arm and began recounting her tale...

“Oh, it’s the new gothic charity case. What is today, Halloween, or are you two just bonding over tragic love stories and tragic fashion?” I didn’t reply. My silence did more damage than any insult. Nyx was screaming in my head to take over. The look in my eyes made the blonde blink and falter. I took one slow step forward. The air shifted, and I gave a low growl. Their eyes widened with fear, and they all took a step backwards. I felt Nyx stir under my skin, hungry to leap forward, but I pushed her down. “Freak,” the blonde muttered in a scared voice before they turned and scurried away.

"With everything that happened. Starting with me trying to go back to Boston, then realising I'm a ghost. I went back there and jumped into that empty grave, Trying to kill myself" "Wait wait wait." Austin interrupted her, smiling. "You knew you were a Ghost, and you tried to kill yourself " he raised his hands in apology, as he couldn't control his laughter. He saw she wasn't having any of it, and stopped laughing, but the smile on his face couldn't fade away.

It was a presence that felt heavy, ancient, and terrifyingly familiar. It felt like the hum in my own bones, but amplified a thousand times. I looked at the dark doorway of the factory, and for a second, the world seemed to tilt. I wasn't just sensing someone. I was sensing a part of myself that had been ripped away before I was even born. It was like looking into a mirror and seeing a stranger staring back. Hailey steps out of the car into the cold night air and feels it immediately — a presence she doesn't recognize but that feels, impossibly,

said Frank, looking at her, wondering why she had spiderwebs in her hair. “When we spoke this morning, I didn’t know I was going to be in this area tonight, but even if I knew, I wouldn’t have been able to join you guys, we’re still on the clock, we’re not done yet.” “Are you working the Halloween scene?” said Mark, amused by their appearance. “I guess you could say that. We’re on our way to a ghoul meeting at the cemetery,” said Eva.

I took a deep breath, the fresh scent of flowers filling my nostrils. "Selene." I flinched, turning around with a start. I'd just heard it again. The voice from earlier. I couldn't help but wonder if I was being haunted by a ghost. Even so, why would they call me by a name that wasn't mine? While I thought about this, a huge mass of darkness appeared in the room, and the lights began to flicker. Struck with terror, I ran towards the door and tried to open it, but it refused to budge. My heart raced madly, and my fingers trembled ceaselessly.

Is she avoiding me? I contemplate the turn of events between us as I get through my day but am left disconcerted. Friday night is here, and I’m on my way to Garden of Eden for the Halloween party. I know that Mikhail was joking when he said that I should dress like a vampire, but I figure, why the hell not? I opt to be a less cheesy version, though. Instead of a cape, I wear a suit, draw puncture wounds on my neck with blood dripping down the collar and let my fangs come out. No one other than those who know what I am will be the wiser.

With a click, the clasp came undone, and the pendant fell to the floor. In a flash, Zoe’s eyes widened. She grabbed my collar like a madwoman. “Y-You… You didn’t switch fates? You lied to me?!” I looked at her in surprise. “What are you talking about?” Miles suddenly exclaimed, “Ow, Maisie. My neck feels itchy.” He pulled down his collar, exposing his collarbone, and clearly revealed who was actually wearing the demonic fate-swapping lock.

All I have to do is ignore them, and I'll be fine. -------------------------------- "I really hate being in the library." Hilary complained. They were sent to the library to research about the history of their town through old newspaper articles. "Shut up, and help us. Come on." Henry, her twin brother said. "Hey, guys. Look at this." Xavier found a news article dated thirty years ago." Xavier announced. Everyone gathered around him, except for Landon. "Young boy found dead at the boy's locker room?" Olga read title of the headline.

I don’t know if Rosie is still lost or not because I will make sure isn’t lost anymore My mind shifts to my phone pinging. I immediately open the text and sift through the twenty girls and find Rosie. I quickly text my claim on number thirteen. Of course, she would be number thirteen. We are both horror fans. She loved Friday the Thirteenth and preferred Nightmare on Elm Street. We would argue every Halloween over it until I essentially ran away with better parents. I definitely think about her on Halloween. Now, for this upcoming Halloween, which is actually next month and we are already halfway through September now.