Higurashi Gore Novels & Stories

She went back to her bed and laid back on it, in the same position as her lifeless body. She laid back, closed her eyes, and opened them. She got up, looked around, and was greeted with the sight of graves. She was back in that same cemetery, but this time the gates were open and she could see them. Only one name came into her mind "Austin". If he can see her, then there was a reason why. She thought he was the key for her to getting back and she wasn't ready to mess it up this time. She left the cemetery and went back to Austin's place. Standing at the exact place where she stood, waiting for him to come back. She was sure no one was home, because all the lights were out and she had gone in

And after what she told me earlier,of what she had seen…” Hollingsworth Manor,July 1984 “I swear to you Polly,”Ginny said in her most excited voice.”I saw her…in my room!” “Calm down Ginny,”Polly implored.”Tell me everything from the beginning.” Polly pulled her younger sister down next to her on the low wall overlooking the garden,where the flowers were in full bloom.Ginny’s beautiful elfin face,so much like her own,was frozen in a mask of pure terror. “I believe you Polly,everything you said about this place is true…its haunted!At first I only felt it,but now… I have seen this evil with my own two eyes!”

I looked at them, then at her. “What we should dress like they do to blend in, our normal stuff, is what we wore back when Vikings were still raiding and pillaging. “Where did you get this?” I asked her. “We went shopping the other day, before we went to the bar.” I shook my head and got up, heading to my tent; I washed the blood off. They must’ve removed whatever it was from the vampire, because I was finally healing. I removed my normal gear and put on the clothes Sáta had given me if you could call it that, the black skirt barely covered my ass, and the shirt was no better a blood red halter top that showed off my midsection.

Aster stifles a laugh. There was a long awkward pause before the girl huffs, muttering, "I can't believe this..." before walking away. ╰── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╯ Meanwhile, their class has been dismissed. People began to crowd Aster as she seems to have spaced out. The thing is, When Aster hyperfocuses her senses to listen in to a conversation, the further it is, the more attention it requires. And so, right now, Aster's body is basically an empty shell.

It was as if they all had moved to a dark room and her eyes which stared into your soul was the only light so all you could do is stare back. Ayame exhales. “Aka Manto… Amanojaku… Gashadokuro… Jorogumo… Jubokko, Kappa, Kuchisake Onna, Kyokotsu, Nure Onna, Yuki Onna, Obariyon, Onihitokuchi, Shuten Doji, Tamamo-no-Mae, Yamauba, Sutoku Tenno… If its none of then then nod to this… Obake, Tengu, Tsukumogami, Kinataro, Rokurokubi, Yurei. None of these either huh… Then was it a Zashiki- warashi? Or a Tanuki. Don’t tell me perhaps a Ningyo or Amabie or an Iiju or a Kirin…. I’m getting exhausted now. I can’t find an answer…” says Ayame and starts chewing on her finger nails as her eyes started to get

Then, they see the screen darken out of the blue. "do ʎon ɹǝɯǝɯbǝɹ ʎonɹ dɐsʇ? ɐɹǝ ʇɥǝ ƃן!ɯdsǝs ɥɐnnʇ!nƃ ʎon?" The bizarre texts on the computer screen scares them. "Zayn..." Cassandra's voice was filled with dread. It was a Gothic sphere which they didn't want to escape.

“Or are you angry about the push? Victoria, you know I would never hurt you. It was just an accident. You should forget about it. Or are you so petty that you want revenge for a mistake?” A mistake that could have taken her life. A mistake that had once left her bedridden for weeks. But this time she had woken up the very same day. Not only that, the Harrigans had arrived earlier than before. Something had clearly changed. But it did not matter what had changed. Her desire for revenge only grew stronger as she looked at Giselle’s face. There was not even a trace of guilt on it. But that did not matter now.

Death in the details. Blood caked thick where the hallway branched into a T intersection, kitchen on her left and living room on her right. There was no mistaking which way the action had progressed; gore led to weeping MasterChef contestants. The door hung off its hinges on the other side of the room. Darkness beyond. Null shone his flashlight to reveal handprints on the architraves, swipes of blood resembling red, drooling smiles. Footsteps and flashing beams outside the window, past the television.

Tokyo, Japan. Hagiya Residence. "Sister Clarissa! Kaori is pulling my hair!" a five-year old girl suddenly screamed. "Give me back my doll first!" the other twin said in return. Clarissa switched off the electric stove and took a deep breath. Afterwards, she quickly walk towards the room where the twin sisters are currently having a fight. "What's going on here?" Clarissa asked the twin girls, as she's trying to become a referee between them.

Grandmother’s stone body stepped out of the canal. Water streamed from her dark crown. Shigure looked past me. She happened. Grandmother opened her hand. A black spear formed. She threw it. Shigure pushed me down. The spear passed over us and struck Harun’s chest. The beast roared. Its lanterns shattered. Darkness poured from beneath its scales. Shigure ran to it. Stay with me. Harun snapped weakly at his arm. Yes, I know. Shigure pressed his bloody palm against the creature’s wound. Silver symbols spread across its scales.