Hantu Manekin Novels & Stories

I hug my arms around her waist and hide my face in her neck. "Mack," Anita asks in a concerned whisper as my tears roll down her skin. "I'm three hundred eighteen years old, half human half vampire. What if I can't...," I break into uncontrolled sobs. Anita gingerly pulls my face from her neck as her own tears roll down her cheeks and gives me loving eyes. "It changes nothing between us," she says in a wavering whisper and gives me a chaste kiss.

A blood moon hovers in the night sky, an ominous sign that the manananggal is just lurking nearby. Legend says that when a moon like this appears in the sky, the bowels of the earth would open and release these menacing creatures from the deep. The manananggal according to mythology, is a half-bodied naked woman with the wings of a bat, razor-sharp teeth, and a 5-foot tongue that acts like suction to draw the blood out of the victim's body. The wing is so large that it spans at least 8 feet from tip to tip. To search for its prey, it hovers high above the night sky and through its keen sense of smell detects their blood.

In this entire domain, there is a place where Tadhg Walter needs to cross two people to leave this place, they are the ones who hold all the taboo secrets. Break Bone Human is only afraid, Tadhg Walter goes through many battles, he will be tired. But Tadhg Walter felt normal, calling Break Bone Human continued. The first, called Haunt Uncle, is a middle-aged man who uses witchcraft, along with demonic techniques, and has a cruel personality. The second one is the Ghost Scene Female General, she is said to be over sixty years old, but she practices dark magic, sucks blood, and looks like a young girl.

I say, slowly moving towards him, he smiles lowering the gun putting it by his side. "See I knew you'd finally come to your senses, now don't worry I won't hold his over your head, I know it was these horrible people again" he smiles, as I get closer I see a man slowly walking behind Anthony, looking closer I realise it's ink! "When we get home we'll start decorating for Christmas, you'll like that won't you Ameli-" he smiles, but before he could finish his sentence he's smacked around the head with something, he immediately drops to the floor while my arm is grabbed and I'm pulled backwards.

Just that only. Bruhashpati came near to Hanuman, lift. Hanuman looked at him and tried to rest his head on Bruhashpati’s shoulder. Bruhashpati allowed and started to swing him with a prayer for Shiva, their believed god. Within fifteen seconds, Hanuman slept. With the clue, Anjana took Hanuman from Bruhashpati, and left for another room where Hanuman could sleep without disturbing the outer region. Kesari gestured Bruhashpati for took a seat, and both occupied the space precisely opposite to each other. Bruhashpati asked about the plan and the black viscose liquid that Kesari got from the soiled black area. Kesari explained his finding. His machine suggested that black liquid was natural oi

So while she waited for her energy to recover, Hana planned to take a walk around the cellar for a while to see if she found anything new. Under the floor were sprawled corpses of insects. Suddenly the sound of something cracking in her ears rang, and Hana bent down to light her feet. She reached for the bone that had just been trampled in half by herself, watched for a moment, and then dropped it. It was a decomposed human skeleton, Hana raised Worn to get a better view, and the sight before her made her cringe. Human skeletons of all sizes and sizes were piled up everywhere. Up there, where the light hadn't yet reached, Hana could still dimly see the white glow of her bones.

Trees were being pulled out from their roots at how strong it was, making them rise up and dance up along the circling air. Janet and her husband were both struck by the creature who arrived. Their jaw dropped, and they couldn't even move an inch. "Sorry for the intrusion, and for the hurricane as well," a man dressed in a black cloak entered and made his way to them. He looked very human except for his pale, translucent skin. Every vein was visible, and his eyes were all black. His image was screaming who he is. He is one of The Spirits. Hands-on his back, he turned his neck to look at the twins.

I whispered. The shack began to shake. The black wire sculpture unraveled. The wires shot out, wrapping around my wrists and ankles. Trap. THE SILENCERS The walls of the shack blew outward. I stood on the dais, bound by the black wires. From the field of black columns surrounding the shack, figures emerged. They weren't Hollow Men. They weren't clumsy skeletons of bone and wood. They were sleek. They looked like mannequins made of liquid mercury and obsidian glass. They had no

An impatient woman’s voice came through the receiver, and I quickly answered, “Hello, are you a staff member from Little Tots Amusement Park? “We’re trapped inside the haunted house—the door won’t open.”

I whispered back. Lucian groaned. Before he could stop me, I spotted a mannequin and gasped. “Lucian. Someone froze.” “That is a mannequin.” “It is a person.” “It is plastic.” The mannequin stared blankly into the distance, arms outstretched in a threatening pose. I poked its cheek. It did not move. I poked it harder. Still nothing. Suspicious. I leaned close. “If you are cursed, blink twice.”