Harold Bunnicula Novels & Stories

the creature hissed. “Run” Harold screams at us. We try to run but the snake circles us in with his never ending tail. We are trapped. “Please take me, don’t hurt them, they have nothing to do with this” Harold begged. “Don’t worry, I’ll eat you first so you won’t have to watch your friends die” the snake grabs hold of Harold in a death lock with the end of its tail and squeezes. Rod disappears and stabs the snake in the tail. The snake lets out a screech and tosses Harold into a tree with a Big Crunch.

I moved away, just in case. “I think I’m okay,” Jimmy said. “What happened?” “That girl you were dancing with bit you,” I told him. “Hannah. She wasn’t really a girl at all.” “What was she?” he asked me. “A wood nymph?” It was a question. The jury was still out on whether or not wood nymphs existed. If I had to choose a label for Harold the wood nymph, it would be demon.

Harold said. Two men appeared all of a sudden and searched for the dead body in Harold's car, when the found it, the placed the dead body in the booth of their car and got inside the car, then drove away. "Who are they?" Harold asked Cecilia. "You don't expect me to carry that stinking dead skeleton to my home and keep , right? I got those men to embalm the dead boy in a safe place," Cecilia said. "Oh!....my money, please?" Harold asked but Cecilia smirked.

Snow noticed that he was trying to get up and walked over to help him up, before putting a pillow behind his back to support his weight so that he could sit up. "It's true. According to what I've found, Harold disappeared to god knows where with a dozen martial artists that reached the Realm of a Supreme Master and didn't show up again until three to four hours later. That's too much of a coincidence to even call it that. I'm at least eighty percent sure that he was the one who ambushed Quinton Hunt!" Vincent said. Both Vincent and Harold were two powerful figures among martial artists and the two were always rivals, so he would not let Harold's disappearance for hours go unnoticed.

Author: Phil Hore This girl was real trouble!” Halloween 1950. When a womanising werewolf, Sebastian Vulk, is sent out to investigate the disappearance of Shelby Lydekker from the estate of General Mark McQueen, the last thing he expected was to enter the dark, terrifying world of a supernatural killer. While waiting for his partner, Vulk is attacked, finds the victims left by the murderer, and tries to save the soul of a curly haired vision, seemingly trapped on the estate.

Normally, Harold was a bit of a neat freak, but seeing these young people sprawled out comfortably, he surprisingly didn’t feel any discomfort. “It seems you all are more at ease here with me. It’s only natural. Then, why not stay here a little longer? After all, your crisis hasn’t been completely resolved.” “There are more people wanting the Shadow Vial X than just me and Bernard. If someone else takes you away, I won’t be able to save you again.” Thankfully, this time it was Damon’s granduncle who had taken them, so there was still a bit of affection. Had they encountered someone without any emotional attachment who was ruthless, it would have been impossible for Harold to bring them back.

It truly was perplexing… After an entire day of investigating and gaining no new information about the unusual death, Harold finally decided to bring in the big guns, which prompted him to call Gerald the night before… Since Gerald was quite famous for dealing with the paranormal, Harold believed that he was the perfect person to help them crack the case… Regardless, the trio soon found themselves stepping foot into Fay’s studio apartment. Upon slowly entering, Gerald’s expression instantly went sour. An overwhelming feminine aura had completely enveloped the insides of the studio apartment…

Two second passed, "we just don't know what it is." "Actually," Harold continued, "we do have an idea on what it is. The first time I went down there alone, that was the first time I saw ghouls... and they attacked me. I managed to escape but before I did, I saw blood in a small bowl like it was for a sacrifice and I heared the voice of a... laughing female, too: shrill and piercing. "Jeez," Penelope managed to say. "How did I end up in all this mess?"

"Now it's my turn to send you to hell. Oh, and the name's Hugo Brennan, from the beautiful snowy mountains of the West." Grinning at Andrew, Hugo suddenly vanished from his original position! When he reappeared, he was already at Andrew's side. His iron-gloved hands pressed down viciously toward Andrew's head. … Meanwhile, at the Knowles estate. It was already late at night, and those who should be resting had gone to bed. Throughout the manor, only a few places remained lit. These included just a handful of locations and, most importantly, Harold's study. Inside, Harold and Elijah sat with another man. His pale, skeletal face made his large frame look even more menacing, his steel gloves gl

Stephen leaped on him, taking him down with him. "Steph". Ace called him but it was late. Callum saw his eyes flashing yellow. A bright yellow. Pupils dilated. Stephen had Adam's neck exposed as his fangs elongated and the last thing Callum saw was those fangs sinking in the crook of Adam's neck and then he lost his consciousness. It was too much for him. "Tsk tsk tsk. You let your wolf overpower you". Zol said unamused. Though they didn’t put any charge on Stephen for killing Adam, because they knew Adam had few things on his hands to be taken care of. But they were kind of disappointed.