Halloween Graphic Novels & Stories

THE FEAR MERCHANT The Jack-o’-lantern on Roy Wallace’s porch was in desperate need of a Botox treatment. A mere week after Halloween, rot was already hard at work on the toothy grin. The corners of its mouth had drooped into a grimace, and the gourd reeked of sweet decay and old smoke. His face twisting into the same mask of displeasure, Roy didn’t know what to blame: the odor or the house across the street.

I cross my finger behind my back. It's been quiet and odyssey to get Justin's group to attend the fair. Tonight was finally the Halloween celebration and there was a special event there. The place would be all dressed up, and there would be modified attractions like a Haunted House and starting at ten pm they would put a the Elm Street saga on the outdoor theater. After all the preparation and how a lot of seniors had participated, practically everyone was going, but Justin's group almost decided to stay home and have a marathon on their own.

This little performance should help remind her exactly what a spectacular deal she’ll be getting down the road, after she’s completely done with little Julian and riding off into the sunset with me. She’s nice and loose afterward, wearing nothing but one of my unbuttoned button-down shirts while sitting comfortably on the leather couch with a cold bottle of water. “Halloween? That’s... that’s actually brilliant, Christian,” she says, nodding slowly after I lay out the calendar logic for her. “Oh, and Grace Village—you probably don't know that town goes completely dark at seven o’clock.” I didn’t. But now I do, watching her eyes light up as she explains the regional ritual.

Deklan's pov "Come on babe, I smiled at Layla" I smiled. taking her hand and leading her into the Halloween-themed birthday party. Kayla giggled intertwining her hand in mine. The decorations were great. There was a film in the doorway, it was covered in blood spatter. The walls on either side had blood splattered on the and mutilated body parts on the wall fan, and ground. All fake of course but it fave an illusion. The lights were dim, as smoke from a machine, rolled through the air.

Gabz and Chastity threw me to the sharks and left me alone with the bloodsucker. "I should be getting to class now," I walked off. "So, I guess I am invited to your party," he grinned. "What party?" I asked and he handed me a flyer. I am going to fucking kill Carson, I hissed. "I know nothing about this." "But your birthday is on that date, is it not?" "Yes, it is." "Halloween is my favourite time of year," he smirked. "I bet it is." He shot me a smile. "Well, I don't think I will be able to make it. You know, werewolves and vampires don't see eye to eye. But I hope you will accept the gift I am going to get you."

The entire grassy area was a sea of orange, peppered with kids racing around them and distraught parents trying to corral them. "Let's make a plan." Mike reached for her hand. It felt so comfortable and so right she wove her fingers with his. "What kind?" "Okay, how many of these things do you usually get?" "Four. One for each side of the front porch, one for the living room window and one for the back porch." He stopped. "Seriously? That's a lot of carving to leave for the last minute." She shrugged. "When Halloween falls during the week I buy the stuff early and do them at night. But since this year it's on Saturday I decided to do it all in one day."

He did invite me out at night to a graveyard after all… I pressed myself close to his side as we slowly walked along the dark path in the haunted house. Looking around, I could tell that the decorations were made to portray a vampire theme. There were fake blood, coffins, skeletons and other haunting items scattered all around. Now and then, there would be a shrilled high-pitch scream in the distant and the howling of wolves. While Hayden seemed to enjoy looking around, I spent the time to mentally prepare myself for when the ghost would come out and scare us.

he added pulling me into the supermarket. “Can you at least tell me where you’re taking me to?” I asked Gar in the midst of his quickened steps. “It’s a surprise. Not for you anyways.” I heard Gar say still in accelerating steps. “These guys must be huge fans of Halloween.” I said noticing the lots and lots of Halloween designs and labels. “I know right? Just wait until you see their costume section.” “So far, I don’t think any other store out there can compete with what these guys got for the holiday.”

Nathan’s response was to kiss her back and carry her into the packhouse as everyone else whistled and made smoochy noises at them. About a week later, the two pack lands were unrecognizable. The two packs had gone all out for Halloween. The forest the two packs shared was now a haunted forest with skeletons, ghosts, trolls, witches, vampires, and whatever else you could think of hanging and hiding everywhere. The neighborhoods were now called The Haunted Territory and every single house was decorated with spooky decorations. There were so many different decorations of all kinds everywhere you looked. Even the packhouses were decked out for Halloween. The old abandoned packhouse in the middle

Halloween has finally come, on every road, there are monstrous incarnations. Halloween is the devil's day, or rather it's a festival to show the dark side of a person to the outside. Under a well-hidden mask, their interest is easy to explore. The road leading to the capital of Ebus today was unusually crowded. According to people on the roadside, there were nearly ten large trucks disguised as cargo trucks, heading towards Ebus' base. The driver of each car was carefully dressed up in the familiar shape of the festival, but his eyes revealed a fierce and murderous aura around him.