Hantu Bayangan Novels & Stories

Soon he'd have his revenge, a revenge that went so far back to justify it all. It was at the back door to Hampton that the oppressive silence finally came to a breaking point. Rustling in the trees, a faint whisper came to Hadzen's ears. His sharp eyes snapped out into the shadows, coiled like a spring. "Stay behind me," he said, low and commanding, standing there motionless. Hannah leapt to her feet, her heart racing as she frantically scans the clearing. The rustling grew louder and louder, and she paused for breath. Shapes started emerging out of the darkness—low, hulking forms with glowing eyes that sent a jolt of fear through her.

I said. “Do you really want it so bad?” Joshua asked. “What you are suggesting is extremely dangerous. Forest of Mirrors loves to lure people off the track that leads to the Banshee barrows, which are haunted by the bawling Banshees. Those Banshees get out of their barrows only during Halloween nights.”

Ximena and I exchanged a glance. "Let's go," she said quickly. "We have to follow the process. If the system detects something abnormal, it'll reset everything… including our memories." When we returned to the main hall, those colorful, eerie puppets were already standing in a circle. A pale puppet stood in the center, holding two cups filled with blood. "Bride and groom, raise your cups." This time, when I looked at the two puppets seated at the head of the table, I finally noticed something strange.

Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she slammed her fist against the glass, not to escape, but to warn me. She wasn't pointing at the creature. She was pointing at me. I followed her frantic gesture, looking at the window again. I looked at the glass, but I didn't see her reflection. I saw mine. But the reflection wasn't mine. It was the face of the portrait. The room began to shake. The walls of the Master Suite groaned, the wood warping and twisting like agonized flesh. I realized then that the dare wasn't a game. It was a harvest. The Blackwood Estate didn't just haunt people; it cycled them.

Dad said. But I sat at my desk looking through the photos and I knew that something didn’t look right. “Dad. A lot of these people were killed in their houses.” I said. “Yeah.” Dad said. “That doesn’t make any sense. A vampire can’t enter a human’s house without an invitation. So, how did they get into these people’s houses?” I asked. And he looked at me with a confused look on his face. “They have to have someone working for them that could have taken down that protection shield in human’s houses.” An elder said. “Who could do that?” I asked. “A witch.” He said.

He comes flying through the door, closes it softly and we start to read. ‘A Ma Vista also known in English as “with sight” is a creatures of the light. Created by a wizard four thousand years ago. They were created for the purpose of destroying all monsters and let the earth live in peace. A Ma Vista is immortal. The only things that can kill them are monsters. When a Ma Vista is born it has nightmares for a year, when the nightmares are over the day after a monster will kill their family. The monster is usually told to do so by their master.

I wiped my hands, then placed my index finger on the scanner. "Fingerprint recognition error. Please try again." The moment I heard it, a chill ran down my spine. Goosebumps rose on my arms. "How is it still doing this?" I muttered. Unwilling to accept it, I switched fingers and tried again. "Fingerprint recognition error. Please try again." "Fingerprint recognition error. Please try again." I tested all ten fingers. The result was still the same error messages in that robotic tone. I stared at the scanner. The glaring red text on the screen felt like a pair of eyes staring straight back at me. The error tone sounded almost like mockery.

The only light in the room was a bare bulb hanging from its electric wires, and it was sent swinging, throwing dancing shadows across everything. Emily's attention snapped over to see what the commotion was, and she found two men standing the doorway, framed by the aged wood. At first, she could only make out their silhouettes in the darkness, and a hint of features as the light swung their way. Then they moved more fully into the room, and she got a clear view of them.

It is also a Prophecy that only the black cults will kill the viper. Sorcerer casted a spell and pointed stalf. A white light out and form a door to a place. I stepped to the front of the door and saw my friends, it was dark there. As I was looking at the place to take a better view, sorcerer pushed me inside and I fell in. The door closed and my face are down on the ground. I raised my head and it was in the night here, saw my friends that we were having Halloween Night party together.

Hanzo wooden buggy This was so impulse that mr. Hanzo neither of Zamician tribe people had no way to react, in split second I prayed in my heart and immediatley felt conetnet when Mr. Hanzo wooden buggy increpted door burst opena and came of 'ELENA's DARK BLOOD GHOST' Seeing her a small smile appeared on my face while a horrified expression on mr. Hanzo face........