Haunted Houses Zion Novels & Stories

I can feel it through my boots, faint, steady, like the world’s heart beating somewhere deep. The kids are still missing. The trail runs cold every time we follow it. They vanish between footprints, like someone picks them up and walks through the air. At night, we cover every bit of glass mirrors, pots, water bowls. Even steel blades. Anything that can throw a reflection. Still, I catch flashes sometimes. A face that isn’t mine, eyes too red. I haven’t told Fiona that. Zona came down from the roof just before dawn. “We need to move,” he said. “The ground’s shaking again.”

In a space of a few minutes, I had gotten myself accustomed to this environment. Finally, I stood before the cottage I had recognised as Hazel's. Wooden gates, well pruned plants and a bright porch. Sunset yellow painting and a splash of white. It was blinding. Whoever had suggested this color was definitely a woman. Just before I opened the gates, the front door opened and Zion stepped out. He hadn't seen me yet as he concentrated on locking the doors. He had a satchel around his body and he was dressed shabbily. When he turned and saw me standing before his gate, he froze on the spot and his eyes widened in horror. He immediately turned and began unlocking the door like he was trying to es

His voice pulsates in excitement. At once a man appears in front of him out of no where, as soon as Benjamin opens the gates of the haunted house. "Do not go there. It is just an illusion." A man in a long coat with no limbs flying in air appeared in front of him. "It is the evil spirit which is calling you." He warned him. But Benjamin did not care for his words. On a trance he continued to walk ahead towards the mansion. "Our phones are dead. I need to call somebody for help. My wife is laying there unconscious." He points to his broken car.

I needed to know more about my parents, not only that but also the howls I heard when I shifted. We walked another thirty minutes before we reached a clearing. I started hearing the chatter of people in the distance. We were standing in front of tall gates, " This is our temporal place," Zion said as two gates opened. It looked like a normal estate, everything was neat and green, and amidst the land was a huge white mansion. I was stunned, not expecting this. When I thought of dark wolves, I thought about something archaic and unappealing. " New place, fancy," Azriel snickered.

"Hmmmn ... You're right, Sadrac. A few hours later, Jin is back at his house with Bianca, Anna, and Devora. "Master Jin, have you noticed the people in the whole Haremlap Village? They are strengthening the security of their homes, according to them, the whole Velmont island is currently under red alert, One by one the people there are turning into zombies. Elroi reported. "How did the people there become zombies?" Jin trembled in fear, just after they found out that the whole Bison island was under the rule of the Demons, now there was another problem that they had to think about how to solve.

The last of May unfolded in a haste, as though someone pushed the button for the fast forward, as though the calendar changed its day for only an hour. Hail and his members were renting a cabin in the Zorphean’s Villa. Unlike the normal housing system, theirs were massive and impregnable, its walls that were made with strong bamboo were painted with mint-green, decorated by what seemed to be a blank canvas, its sides curled with a silky, furry fabric. It only had three rooms, a sink, a comfort room, and two foam-made benches, standing alongside, facing an overlarge window, overlooking the dull, cloud-filled horizon.

he reassured, reflecting his conviction. "But.. I felt a presence in my room," Hazel persisted, Zain's confidence didn't waver. "I trust you, but think about it. Last night was a full moon, a time when wolves roam. Perhaps your mind played tricks on you. And I was outside because I didn't want to leave you alone." "Why? Afraid your pack might come after me?" Hazel's voice betrayed a hint of fear, memories of her previous encounter with wild wolves flashing in her mind. Zain chuckled, but there was a seriousness underlying his amusement. "Why would they attack you?"

If this is neutral territory, why did Blackwood abandon it? "It's cursed," Zara said simply, already beginning to move deeper into the woods. "Local legend says it's haunted by the shadows of drowned wolves. But wards don't work there. It's the only place Blackwood won't actively patrol. Our safety depends on superstition, not strength." We began to move. Zara moved with incredible, silent speed. I struggled to keep up, the movement quickly tiring my still-paralyzed muscles. The suppressant had stolen my pain, but not my fatigue.

Somehow, she had reduced her fear that Zion’s family might not like her because of the state of her life. When the vehicle stopped at a lofty gate, Alexa was nervous again. It seemed to be a haunted house because of the size and height of the gate. But it doesn’t look old. In fact, there are many flowers, and the gate is glossy in its red color. She peered out the window and looked up, so she was amazed to see what looked like half the house. At the height of the gate, the big houses are still peeking, and its structure looks like in Disneyland.