Halloween Novels Michael Myers Novels & Stories

Screaming tore through the room. "Hunters! Hunters are here! Protect the elder!" Silver bullets punched through the shattered windows, and several noble vampires caught near the walls took hits, black burns searing instantly across their shoulders and arms. The hall fractured into chaos. The guards who'd been watching me bolted toward the doors, and guests scattered in every direction. I stumbled back against a pillar. And then I heard it: a very small sound underneath everything. A child crying. Not far from me, a young vampire girl had fallen.

I managed to get a good enough view to see that Max and Eddie were holding their own, although the vampires were dealing with the majority. When the back door of the van opened, I expected it to be Peter or Max. Instead, it was a very large zombie. He pulled me by my ankles onto the ground. My scream of surprise and rage echoed in my head, although no one around me seemed to respond so I question if it made it to my lips.

He was so focused that he barely blinked. '' You really love this thing, don't you?" I muttered, giving a smile to lighten the mood. He gave a crooked smile without taking his eyes off the screen. '' There's nothing like a classic. Jason is unbeatable.'' '' Jason is from Friday the 13th.'' I retorted, laughing. ''Michael Myers is from Halloween.'' He looked at me sideways and laughed. '' See? You know it too.''

CHAPTER 6 Blessed are the Bold “The name means Hill of the Ghouls. Isn’t that messed up?” The black van clunked on through the fading light of day. It was All Hallow’s Eve and rather than get drunk and steal candy from children like their peers, Jon and friends were bundled away in warm winter gear and passing around a bottle of scotch Kathy had stolen from her parents’ liquor stock. “How much longer, you reckon?” Louis asked. “Soon. Maybe twenty more minutes,” Michael answered from the driver’s seat.

"Reading novels seems better!" A profound silence reigned in the downstairs room where Miranda stayed, broken only by the rhythmic cadence of her breathing as she sat on the wide bed, propped up against soft pillows, a famous horror novel open in her hands. The words danced before her eyes under the warm glow of the golden bedside lamp, drawing her deeper and deeper into their dark worlds, until it seemed as if she were slipping into her haunted depths.

The leader slowly looked toward the moon shining through the stained glass. His crimson eyes narrowed. "So..." "Jason Myers has finally found his mate." The air itself seemed to freeze. He chuckled. "It appears destiny enjoys making this entertaining." The hooded figure lowered his head. "If he interferes?” He's smile vanished. "Then kill him." He concluded. The torches burst into towering flames. Far above the temple Hidden beneath the same moon that watched over the city, a wolf howled into the darkness. The hunt had only just begun.

“If you get lost, there are maps at filling stations and bus stops.” Michael understood what he must look for as he saw it in her memories. “Leave here tomorrow evening. What about the daytime, it is not like here, everywhere?” “I know, I was born a vampire. daylight has no effect on me. Have you not seen it when you drink from me?” “I thought that was before you became a vampire,” Ann said, confused. “See you soon,” Michael said, watching Ann leave.

I don't remember having a sacred book with me. Hold on. Could it be the book that I thought belonged to my mom? "It's the book you almost destroyed," he informed me. Oh, maybe that's why he texted me to not tear it up. At that time I was so confused and thought he was a stalker. Little did I know he was actually a blood-sucking demon. Or was he? "Since you're a vampire, do you drink blood?" I asked because from what I know, they're always thirsty for blood and he hasn't shown any sign of that.

He heard something moving towards them with their feet going click, clack, and felt the hair on the back of his neck standing up. He moved back a few steps and then suddenly something jumped out of the shadows and... ********* Some things I like to make clear, there was a plot for the world the Mc transmigrated into, it was supposed to be the cliche campus love story, we all read at some point but the Original soul created the zombie apocalypse hence it derailed & the Female lead died. The Mc: He is zombified meaning he is not a human, he's almost like a vampire but not, he needs to drink human blood to survive and if goes too hungry he must eat human flesh(don't worry that's gonna happen to

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