Hantu Manekin Novels & Stories

At the top, an enormous skeletal dragon sits on the roof of the castle in haught, glaring down at the bitty humans who walk on the ground; at the bottom, a skeleton with red glowing eyes turns his skull from right to left while he moves his jaw greeting his kind who are still in fleshes when they walk by. “Welcome to Spook-a-Rama!” a staff at the entrance greets us when he sees us. He sets his last ride off on track and comes to us, he requests, “Tickets?”

The citizens of the town took him in with the same kindness and acceptance they showed to all new creatures. Mrs. Belfry watched as the last of the townsfolk trickled into the meeting hall, before she stepped out of her yard and slowly took the steps up to the open doors herself. She looked in at her fellow creatures of Halloween. The Zombie, Mr. Shamus McLowry, with his decayed flesh and perfectly styled pompadour. Dr. Billingsly, the town’s mad scientist, with his crazed eyes and bloodied apron. Pete, the cawing raven, who owned Pete’s Sweets candy shop and employed Jack the scarecrow as a sales clerk, sat perched on a ledge in one corner of the large room. The meeting was filled with all

9 Years Later 🏞️HUNKA FOREST🏞️ A man, dressed in a fine, nobel robe. The robe seems like that of a wizard. He came from somewhere beyond the Hunka forest, he stopped when he saw the cave that Harvey and Edgar Lives in. He held a long staff carved from a tree, at the top of the staff is a crystal, attached to it which shone brightly. He stepped in the cave and saw Edgar and Harvey, both lying beside each other

Rex asked. “You are more powerful than any weapon that can be made, so no, not a weapon” Rector smiled, turning on his heel and heading to the end of the room, Rex falling into step close behind him, they stopped at the end of the room to a blank upper torso mannikin, Rector looking at it with a fond smile. “Um, this is weird, you’re staring at a mannikin really oddly, it's quite unnerving,” Rex said, standing next to Rector, very confused.

In death, as in life, she was pure evil. And she was here, in the room with her. “Leave, dark spirit,”Mrs Feeney said,in an almost inaudible whisper, “You have no power in this home!” The spirit's unholy presence lowered the temperature in the room and made the atmosphere oppressive and dark. Every shadow seemed magnified in her proximity.The shadows, her guardians.They moved where she did, never leaving her side. What evil was this?Surely it had been human once, alive and breathing, but now, it was a parody of humanity, a force of utter filth, borne of hatred and malice.

him? ****** People never listen, do they? We have a mechanical Bigfoot on the loose, REANIMATES killing Innocents and adding to their ranks and a mysterious strange devilish teenage boy stands before me—Happy Halloween. God dammit!

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

"You won't tell me, because I've guessed it all right. Replacing me isn't as easy as you thought, is it?" Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and laughed coldly. "It's not as hard as you think. Every day in the human world, people are replaced by their shadows. The joke is, when others notice that they're completely different, they chalk it up to personal growth. Actually, they've been replaced and are no longer the same person. And you, Anastasia, you're next." Her words felt like a prophecy. I remained calm, as still as a monk in deep meditation.

"It must have been an extremely painstaking effort to create them, even for just a mere replica." The Russian seemed to be slightly interested. Javier was less intrigued. He stood, arms crossed with a stern demeanour. Dave stopped at the last sculpture and examined it closely. Some were animal statues of lions, foxes, and the three demons, Krahang, a male ghost that flies in the night. Krasue, a woman's head with her viscera hanging down from the neck. Mae Nak is a female ghost who died in childbirth and can extend her arms. Phi Am, is a spirit that sits on a person's chest during the night. He traced the stonework with his finger, still amazed by what the ancients could do.

Today, Edzar, the 34-year-old man stopped his step by seeing an eerie figure standing in the middle of the room with his arms crossed, and it looked out at the giant window in front of him. My God! Thought the guy was about to hop. It's been three days since they met after the meeting at the restaurant, and today he saw that woman is so haunted. Edzar was hesitant to approach, but he had to go that way to his corner office. Finally not knowing what to do, Edzar turned around and decided to have breakfast while the office was packed. On the way back, he saw Dean, his co-worker, the operational manager at the west end of the Tarso Property, exiting his office at the other end of the hall and w