Romans & histoires Hantu Manekin

Suddenly, Adrian realized that these individuals indeed harbored ulterior motives. Adrian expanded his awareness, and the sight before him left him speechless. The entire hall was now teeming with an array of ghosts and monsters. Among them were towering old men with only one eye, lanterns swaying on a single leg, malformed boys with just one limb each, women clad in white exuding a bone-chilling aura, and skeletal figures draped in human skin...

"Show yourself!" A cackling laugh echoed from the rotting rafters above, sounding like dry leaves scraping across a fresh grave. From the deep shadows of the corner, Morana shrouded in greasy, tattered black robes materialized. Her face remained completely hidden beneath a heavy cowl, but her hands extended into the faint moonlight—long, skeletal fingers tipped with sharp, yellowed nails.

Yenn as a cat demon, Byul with fox ears and tails but he was in a suit attire, Dienn in a pumpkin head overall, Karin in a succubus attire, Jiwoon in a vampire's clothes, Yulix that looked like a wolf man, Shang Huanyi as the ghost lady, Elena and Liyanna was both in a matching Butler suit but with an eyepatch and different color of rose brooch, Stanley as the wizard, Hailey with a witch hat and attire and Ivis in a black mask and suit. Yenn scanned the room and his attention focused on Jiwoon and Hailey who were organizing the candies and the other sweets. He stared at them talking eagerly with each other and felt a bit irritated at the sight. He sat on the countertop and silently watched t

“You are the Black Dragon indeed.” “So what if I am? I will break every one of your limbs.” Monkey God Hanuman landed on Mane’s left arm, snapping it in half like it was a twig. Mane grunted in pain from the torture, but he would not scream out loud. What was building within him through all that pain wasn’t misery, but rage. It was rage born from being too helpless to stand up and fight. It was rage from being so full of himself that he had underestimated everyone around him. If only he had come here with Alucard or Dracula, he wouldn’t be in this position. And with every bone that the Monkey God broke, that fury grew. Hildegarde watched the sinister smile that had formed on Mane’s face. A c

The mana lamps that should have been illuminated flickered and went out behind the streets of a peaceful residential area around the time the sky turned into a night sky and dusk settled. In the dark night, a shiny metal-like substance flashed, and every time it happened, a head fell. The deceased corpse has been disfigured beyond recognition, and the skull has been smashed. I found the mana lamps repulsive, so I smashed them. I locked my gaze on the person in the alleyway which had been entirely consumed by darkness. "Huuk..please.." He had wet himself out of terror and was weeping and coughing uncontrollably. And, having plainly witnessed his friend's murder, he got down on his knees and b

She explained to me what it was: A manananggal is a witch that visits village after village and hunts at night. What she likes to feed on our unborn fetuses. When she's hungry she separates from her body with just the torso, then her back sprouts wings and flies, leaving the lower half behind. Once she finds a suitable victim, she alights on the house and inserts her tongue through the roof. The tongue is long, hollow, and very flexible. She uses it to puncture the womb of the sleeping pregnant woman and suck out the fetus. She is a beautiful woman in her human form; she seduces and lures men to her lair and eats them alive. To destroy her, one should search for the lower torso that she leav

Had he told me all that now, I would’ve come to a very different conclusion. The library felt unusually crowded, like all the Blotters were surrounding me and just as upset as I was. And they were. Using the apps on both the tablet and my phone, they explained the origins of those thuds. Sit tight. I know I did. Turned out the infamous Haunters had been to the Manor twice. Once for their first season, and then again for their hundredth episode, on season five. Apparently, they hadn’t come alone on their last visit. Along with all the production crew and sycophants, Brandon Price had brought a dark attachment he’d picked up at some other location they’d investigated. And while shooting at the

He immediately inspires confidence and security. Henry is almost as tall as Santo, but he is much more slender in build. He has curly blond hair cut short and sky-blue eyes that shine with kindness and gentleness. What's more, Henry is a hopeless romantic who believes that he will find the love of his life at the corner of a street. Henry is an angel of kindness, and Santo is a demon that the Lord has placed on Earth to remind us of the existence of purgatory. And my husband, Elio, is the only person in this world who can control this demon.

The abandoned castle stands as a chamber of darkness, dripping with an unsettling silence. ASHER, his body weakened and broken, is chained to a cold, rusty wall. His eyes are wide with horror as he watches the hooded man approach, his sinister presence imposing. The hooded Man slowly bends down, his movements deliberate and methodical. He retrieves the severed thumb from the ground, cradling it carefully with an air of macabre fascination. The dim light glints off the Anki knife he used, a glimmer of sadistic pleasure in his eyes.