Histoire D'horreur Novels & Stories

The red-clad female ghost had once slaughtered an entire room of players in three seconds, then hung their corpses upside down from tree branches with red silk, creating a forest of dangling bodies. The Scissorhands monster had skewered more than a dozen people together, stirring their organs with his blades until they dissolved into a pile of flesh. As for the warden, he locked each team inside separate rooms and released over a dozen ghosts among them, forcing them to betray one another in desperate attempts to survive. In the end, every single one of the players was torn to pieces. All the players knew was that the bosses' methods were monstrously cruel. What they didn't know was that tho

It pulses once, like a heartbeat. I swallow hard. Strange things have always happened when I’m upset, lights flickering, books falling, dreams that feel too real, but this feels different. Like the pendant is reacting to something out there. Or calling to it. The fog thins as we turn onto a narrow road lined with lanterns shaped like pumpkins. They sway even though there’s no wind. “Hallow’s Edge goes all out for Halloween,” Ms. Carter says cheerfully. “Biggest festival in the county. You’ll be here just in time.”

Sa loob nito ay naroon si Lotus Feet, Ghost Bride, at iba pang mga multong Intsik. Ang ikalima ay Western-inspired – kahawig nito ang white palace sa Lord of the Rings at makikita sa loob ang mga characters sa Autopsy of Jane Doe, Saw, Wrong Turn, Insidious, Conjuring, Jack the Ripper, mga halimaw sa Resident Evil at iba pa.

My jaw clenched and I exhaled nothing less than the sound of a growl. Looking in my rearview mirror before getting out, I noticed the color of my eyes had changed to black. They only turn black when I let my demon out, the demon that craves the sound of screams, the smell of blood, the sight of fear in someone’s eyes, the feeling of their bones crushing in my bare hands. It had been a while since I had done any good and decent torture - Bradley and his group of thugs seemed like a great place to cure that craving.

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Anna asked, intrigued by her boss's thoughts, her own gaze flickering between the chessboard and the woman's captivating presence. “He bought this college for another purpose, and we have to find out what it is,” she declared, leaving the chessboard on the table as she began to strategize her next move, her determination shining through despite the challenges ahead. As the woman's conversation came to a close, she excused herself from her desk and made her way to the ornate mirror that adorned the wall of her office. Standing before it, she gazed at her reflection, her beautiful face framed by long, flowing black hair and fair skin. But her attention was drawn to the distinctive mark on her

With that, Xyla turned to look at the world outside the French window… Outside, the sky had turned dark and gloomy. As far as the eye could see, there were bright hues of green and red lights. The major criss crossing roads were like giant dragons traversing through the city. Xyla looked down at her watch again. By now, the time was already six o’clock. Knock, knock, knock— At this moment, someone knocked on the door. Immediately after that, the door opened. Henry Armstrong barged right through the door.

In the corner of my eye, a bit of movement registered. This caused me to turn toward the corner and what was before me... the hag. Holding herself up on the top corner of the wall. She released a roar that sucked away any idea of bravery in that instant. Leaping down, the witch made her way toward me. Falling on the lap of my dead friend, the crustiness of her skin almost made me vomit if it wasn’t for the danger before me. Its dreaded smile was the last thing I remembered before blacking out.

I can't live my school because it's the only school that get dark-side books in it's library in my town New Orleans. I frequently used to go to library to read about story life of past oracles so I went against Mr John's advice by sneaking into the library to read my favourites untill I was banned not to enter the library anymore. Even though I was banned but he had forgotten that I borrowed a book from the library weeks ago which happened to be the darkest one called The Black Cults because I was eager to know how the black cults kill the Viper in that book.