Hold Your Breath Horror Movie Novels & Stories

The shadow of the petrifying demon moved towards its painting, the painting of the Nun. “Lilly?” Ronny whispered. “Yeah?” I answered without taking my eyes off the screen. “Can I hold your hand?” I looked at him, disappointed, but reluctantly gave him my hand. He grasped it as if his life depended on it. Idiot! The demon shadow was now directly behind the Nun’s painting. Lifeless fingers came in view, holding the painting. And then…a loud scream and… “I am never watching horror movies again” declared Livy.

I become paralyzed with fear. I no longer can hear the disney movie , all I hear is my breathing. I stare at the pair of eyes , I can't seem to break the stare. Like in a horror movie , two hands push through the opened window and take hold of the windows side panel. I begin to push myself further into my bed , using the many blankets and teddys as a shield or camouflage. Afterwards the creature , places his first foot through the window and then the second. Its finally into my room and I cower into my bed.

Haisley was startled, but she managed to suppress her scream every time the horror movie's music effects caught her off guard. Yes, despite not being brave, Haisley still enjoyed watching horror films. Because she was too focused on the character in the movie, she didn't notice the ripples in the pool. Until the creepy character appeared on her phone screen at the same time Nathan emerged from the swimming pool. Inevitably, the scream she held in burst out. Nathan, hearing it, immediately turned and saw Haisley looking at him with a shocked and frightened expression.

When we were about to enter the water he ordered me to fill my lungs and hold my breath. The water felt bitter cold as we plunged into its depths. Instead of swimming to the surface, my vampire rescuers stayed below it in order to go unnoticed as we moved along with the current. As if on cue, just when I thought my lungs would explode from holding my breath for so long, Geo’s mouth forced my lips apart and he breathed for me. To my surprise, my lungs felt rejuvenated and ready to continue.

That was the thought on my mind. She sat down next to me and was watching the film with me. Oh, I forgot to tell you, it was a horror movie. In the corner of my eye, I could see a water droplet on her breast. I kept watching the film, trying to fix my eyes and mind back on the screen. At a jump scare point in the horror movie, she suddenly jumped and placed her hand on my leg, just near my crotch. I felt an electric shock. I got hard just from the fact that her hand was there.

though I don't eat anything after going my skin care and toothbrush still I couldn't help but pop the one popcorn in my mouth. I kept glancing at my husband occasionally because the need to be close to him was desperate. The movie was scaring me. I snatched my Mr. Bubbles from his lap and brought it to my chest. I clutched it tightly as the spirit possessed the girl's body. A scream ripped through my throat and I jumped closer to Agastya and buried my face in his chest and he just wrapped his arms around me. I removed myself from him and focused my attention on the screen. I took a glance at him and grit my teeth,

I desperately wanted to be dreaming. I then heard footsteps stop outside the bedroom door. The knob rattled and then stopped. This was the time in horror movies when the dumb person who was about to die would call out some random name. I, on the other hand, was not about to do that. I held my breath momentarily before sliding off the bed as quietly as I could as the footsteps retreated.

find it anywhere. So it's Christmas eve and he's still searching, and while he's out looking for stores, he comes across a strange women he's never seen before, and she promises him to help him find the gift for his daughter. First, though, they help this homeless person, then they stop at an orphanage to see some kids, then visit a lonely old women who just wanted some company on Christmas eve. At this point, mysterious women asks Harry Preston what he wants for Christmas, and he says he wants his wife back. She brings him to the city fountain and tells him to look in the water and he'll find what he's looking for. When he looks in the water, he sees the face of his little girl, and he bre

I held my breath. I stilled, waiting, counting the seconds. Then, with one sharp movement, I rolled right off the bed. The thud echoed in the silence. Pain shot up my hip, but I bit my lip, holding my breath, eyes flicking up to the bed. Mario didn’t move. Didn’t even stir. I lay there, waiting, heart hammering against my ribs. One minute. Two.