Hantu Manekin Novels & Stories

Hamdan did not ask, but instead took the robot again while looking at me alternately with the strange creature. “Are you afraid of some kind of ghost like this? Seriously, hahahahaha!” Hamdan laughed. “Aishh, the shape is very scary. It's like chucky doll, and marriage to the ghost kuntilanak belongs to your country. Throw it away Hamdan, I can't stand the sight of it!" I was hysterical when Hamdan even brought the object closer to me.

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...

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

Susan and Mike came a whole hour earlier, to make sure the Manor was set, ready and looking its best for the occasion. The two black SUVs drove past the gates just past nine, bringing the three Haunters and Brandon’s personal assistant Cake. He was a big man who looked like a biker from the 70s, long beard and black leather jacket included, and nothing like his nickname. Brandon and I came out to welcome them in the garden, and I noticed the curious but cautious way the three strangers treated me. What had Brandon and Isaac told them about me? I told them to leave their stuff in the cars and took them around the Manor to the backdoor. They followed us, looking around, mostly up at the Manor

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.

I wondered what he meant by ‘a number of things’, as chills went down my spine. I was about to ask what he meant by doing a number of things to me, but I saw two men in black coats walking into the room from the corner of my eyes. My eyes went back to Alexander who seemed to have noticed that my eyes had wandered, and had also felt the presence of other people in the room. “Is this a new toy?”, one of them asked. He had not seen my face yet. Clearly he did not know who I was. “You have so many Suki, you keep adding to your collections daily.”

I looked back at the two roads, and I screamed. Two men stood on either entrance. They weren't there before, but I guess I shouldn't be too shocked. I tried to take about three steps back when I realized that the two men didn't have a consistent form. They changed the longer I look, and it looks as though they were neither humans nor animals. Their bodies sometimes were humanoid, and at times they were deformed. They were like holograms that changed every time I looked at them.

“Let’s go.” They walked forward down a dimly lit hallway and soon found themselves at another door. Without pausing, they pushed this one open as well and found it led out onto a sort of platform, which hung roughly two stories above a large, open room filled with old-looking machines. To Tina, they seemed hulking and almost dangerous in the dim light, like prehistoric predators waiting to strike. Almost haphazardly, unfinished dolls lay on the machines, some missing arms or legs, some unpainted and, most disturbingly to Tina, some lacking the mask that would give them a face, leaving the synthetic eyes to almost float in an empty head cavity.

explained Hanny smiling soothingly. “Oh, I see… So, you’re afraid of the red orpiment as well, aren’t you?” asked Evania. Hanny nodded her head. “Of course I am… My body has fully become the body of a yaksha, Evania. So, I must also help my Brother Hades find a perfectly suitable way how to fight back that deadly and horrible red orpiment.” “But that so-called urban legend or myth doesn’t help at all, does it?” exclaimed Sumico quite disappointedly.