Haunted Puppets Novels & Stories

He did invite me out at night to a graveyard after all… I pressed myself close to his side as we slowly walked along the dark path in the haunted house. Looking around, I could tell that the decorations were made to portray a vampire theme. There were fake blood, coffins, skeletons and other haunting items scattered all around. Now and then, there would be a shrilled high-pitch scream in the distant and the howling of wolves. While Hayden seemed to enjoy looking around, I spent the time to mentally prepare myself for when the ghost would come out and scare us.

"You? You get a gold bar for burying a coffin. If your brother could do the job, wouldn't it be better? "You've laid to rest so many young souls, maybe it's your turn now." Mom's face twisted into something monstrous, her arms and legs jerking towards me like a puppet on strings. I sobbed and stumbled backward, "Mom, it's me, Silvia, what are you doing?" "The Haunts world is here. No one's going to make it out alive. I know how your blood calms the wind. Maybe if we drain it dry, they might spare us."

Spiders the size of dogs scurry around the house and are heard on the inside and outside of the walls. The voice of the elders touches my tongue, as the two werewolves of the Wolf People Clan prepare to defend me and the luna lily flowers. The giant spiders chatter amongst themselves and chant to themselves in lowered tones. The spiders look like giant tarantulas as they creep up the stairs. A voice controls them faintly in the distance. Chief Wolfpaw and Cody bend their ears in the direction of the voice. A puppet master is pulling the strings behind the chattering of this giant spider horde.

She replied. My eyes caught a glimpse of something that took me back to when I was a child. I had no idea why it caught my attention or even why it bothered me so much. I just knew that there was something about that object that scared me. Ava must have noticed me staring at the object before she spoke. "Oh, I got that from an unknown admirer, he calls himself the Puppeteer, very scary person," Ava said quietly as she studied the puppet that looked like her in an eerie sort of way.

Jonas had no choice but to stop. "This is my true form," said the woman, realizing Jonah's confusion. Following this, she thundered her fingers, and they both appeared in a camp. The place looked poor, and there were barely four tents. When Lucifer and Jonah appeared, they saw a little man with no hands and legs, who was wallowing on the ground, similar to chickens when they decide to bathe in puddles of earth. When he saw him, he crawled quickly like a worm, until he entered the biggest tent, he seemed afraid.

Their long and thin tongue is stuck out as if they are already craving human flesh. The hole emits miasma nonstop as it stands as the portal to hell. Every moment, other creatures were materialized and given life. Goblins, Golems, Ghouls, Orge, Imps, Lich, Warlocks, you name it! To make everything short, everything related to the corrupted souls of Tartaro. I look at Phelan, and I see no fear on him despite the innumerable foes. Neither anyone in my pack shows fear. Instead, I see their excitement in their hazel orbs.

"asked Joe as he raised his head first then the rest of his upper body. "They are still here Joe. Please hurry and get the garlic! " " What u need garlic fo? How will that chaise the poltergeist?" "It's not a poltergeist", Helena answered, mastering the strength to start walking. Her steps quickened as she searched behind the couches, underneath them then behind the curtains. "Didn't you guys say we are being haunted?" "It's vampires, Joe. This is an army of vampires".

"If you're not scared, I could even show you my tail. But for now, I want to see yours first…" I pushed him down. He tried to resist, but I tapped his cheek lightly and leaned close to his ear. "Good boy. You should listen to your master." Chad froze, and the composure in his eyes immediately vanished. Lust clouded his gaze. "Who smeared the screen? I can't see anything!" "Wait, Vanessa is a succubus? When did she become one?" "No wonder the story is so different now. Turn on the lights! I want to see her tail!"

"Good thing your number will never be called — you're too ugly." "Yes, Mother." I wanted to scream in outrage. She was gorgeous! Even in the dream, I could see the purity of the blood, taste the goodness on my lips. A house appeared in the distance. It was poorly lit. The shutters were falling from the windows, and the porch steps had seen better days. The foundation crumbled beneath the heaviness of the home, making it appear depressing. I took the steps two at a time and found myself in Genesis's room. She had books everywhere. Books about vampires, werewolves, and sirens. Then finally, Dark Ones.

Shadowy ropes began to appear at the corners of my bed, and they attached themselves to my arms and legs. "You look beautiful, my love. Like a delicious offering waiting to be consumed by me." I sobbed as each of the shadows went to the bed and pulled the shadowy ropes attached to my limbs. It was both embarrassing and terrifying being spread eagle despite having clothes on. "Hmm. Rian did a good job choosing the offering." "L-Lord, please help me." I began to pray silently as the six shadows hissed in unison. "You need to learn how to shut up, you whore!"