Halloween Scary Monsters Novels & Stories

“Make sure you don’t step on any evidence. These types of monsters are not neat. Make sure they haven’t left marks on the walls, floors, or ceilings. They will be hard to see. Whatever you do, don’t touch the marks or walk by them until I look at them.” “Why would I have to avoid touching them or walking by them? Other than the obvious that I might contaminate the evidence.” Jaxon was feeling like she was screwing with him. He couldn’t see her, and therefore he had no impression of whether she was lying. It was annoying him. “Because they often lay traps for unsuspecting victims and enemies. Often minor curses are used to set off traps. It’s easy for certain monsters to cast curses that woul

‘They’re surrounding us. ‘What?! I don’t sense anything—’ My eyes dart into the trees, straining, but there’s nothing. Only the oppressive silence. And then—like a veil being pulled back—they step forward. Monsters. Some tower like the trees themselves. Hobgoblins. High orcs. Queen spiders. King cobras. Not one. Not two. Many. The ones with faces capable of expression… smile. It’s wrong. Eerie. Predatory. Their presence crushes down on us like a storm.

Gory Scenes can be seen everywhere as the monsters who is chasing the fleeing humans from it, had put it in a big bag and pushed it aside as a reservation for its dinner ad breakfast for tomorrow. Hysterical screams and crying voices sounded one after another belonging to an adult who was like a child a while ago, getting themselves wetted by the rain who could give them a miracle to themselves. Sadly they were so stupid to think so too, as this rain, was serve for all of the monsters time to finally move and fill up the stomach that was hungry for too long because of hiding. They did get an information too that there will be no S level or Sotiras heroes who would come on eliminating them, s

Then Dylan began to slowly release his grip. "Sir, are you not going to pick up the fruit you picked earlier? Are the fruits for yourself, or do you want to share with others? The fruits in the suburbs are indeed delicious, it's a shame that few dares to take it because of the many monsters lurking around during the day." The monsters here are mostly lurking around during the day when the sun comes up. Maybe it's because they have basic human features, that's why they hide at night. “I was so shocked when I heard a monster talk this afternoon! Isn't that their latest evolution, sir? We should be able to exterminate them sooner so they can't evolve!"

The group who was by the dorm door was already by the opening of it, ready to bolt and run as fast as they could. That is when the bathroom door slowly opened, the hinges creating that scary sound often heard in horror movies. It struck fear to the girls as they pictured themselves exactly in this scenario. The door emitting noises of unoiled hinges, the door slowly opening and nothing can be seen as the other side was dark. They should not be afraid of this, they have all the lights turned on, no monster could sneak up on them nor attack them. “Monsters are afraid of light, right?”

She didn't know why these two idiots had asked her to bring them to see this group of monsters. “I can't trust you after what happened before,” Poppy replied casually, paying little attention to Samantha, who continued to grumble beside her. “Ugh, you’re such a pain.” Samantha turned her face away, refusing to get close to Poppy. Unable to stay still, Poppy decided to check the exit Samantha had mentioned earlier. And sure enough, the path that would lead them back up was filled with a horde of ferocious monsters. Poppy could see a white tiger like the one she had fought before, although it wasn't as big as the one she had fought. Then, there was also a pack of wolves with unicorn-like horns

Each drop sends ripples of dread coursing through her veins as if the darkness itself whispers its threats in response to her fear. From the shadows, the monster finally reveals itself—a twisted creature born from nightmares, part wolf and part shadow, with glowing yellow eyes that pierce through the gloom. It circles her, the sinewy muscles rippling beneath its darkened fur, giving life to the terrifying grace of its movements. As it prowls, something within her stirs—a whisper of recognition, an echo of the pack's curse that coils around her heart like the tendrils binding her.

Students scream, running for the doors, hitting themselves and searching for a way out—but then they stop abruptly. A set of weird looking students—those with red glowing eyes and black scared symbols on their bodies— slowly walks in through the doors like possessed zombies. I bet those were the ones behind the ninth door I was eavesdropping on. They move slowly, closing in on us, and from behind the Ravens fly down. "What are we going to do?" Ravens grab the normal looking students close using their claws and peaks to destroy, while the possessed students transforms into monsters to fight. The cuff on my hand is useless. I can't do anything. I just keep screaming and dodging, trying to save

I made a plan that night to end her. The next night my parents had a big important party with some of my father’s clients from work. I knew that Rose would be over. When she arrived my mother kissed my forehead and left with my father. The sun hadn’t set yet so I asked Rose to go for a walk with me. She agreed and we took off into the woods behind my house. I got ahead of her and then made her think she had lost me. While she frantically looked for me I snuck behind her. I found a large piece of wood and crept up behind her. She heard the brush below my feet break as I approached her and quickly turned around. I then unleashed the Monster inside me. It was brutal and very sloppy. I honestly

In 1983 a Mrs Carson of New York was laid out in our coffin, presumed dead of hear disease. As mourners watched, she suddenly sat up, alive as you or I. Unfortunately her daughter dropped dead of fright on the spot. I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon.