Novel & Cerita Hood Horror

Arnold stood furiously at the dining table in a full of raged. His face was covered up with sweat and I could see the liquid in his forehead dripped down his face. His eyes widened up in horror, looks like he was going attack whoever came close. His chest beat faster, visible inside his house wear. I heard the sound of thick liquid as it drizzled down the tiled floor continously, their are blood traced on the floor. Up to his palm, was a hand soaked in blood. His arm trembled to the reaction of the cut in his palm.

I have only 3 days left before miss Lauretta throws me out. I went to collect the bill for his meal,his girlfriend is a talkative. She talks like a parrot,I made to collect it as soon as my hands touched his,I felt a tingling sensation, I quickly took the money and left. He stood up and left. I counted the money,while counting it I saw a note.. "COUNTRY CITY MALL...7PM" Oh my god he left a note,he wanted to see me. I contemplated going. I didn't know him enough but, risks are meant to be taken .

"Is that all you see? And who told you there aren't mortals who got phobia for spiders and snakes? Also, do you think it's everyone that can bear the different sounds going on?" "I know that but the clan is not more terrifying than ours." "Lol. I know that. We are ghosts of terror so we can't be the same as normal ghosts. But then many mortals will faint just only by sighting a spider." Logan chuckled. "What's funny?" "I know it will be females cause no male will be afraid of a spider." "Really? Is that what you think?" "Yes! Or have you seen any male afraid of spiders?" "Not yet though. But we once had a male being in our kingdom who was afraid of that insect that normally lives in the ward

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.

A heavy claw landed on the window she stared from, cracking the fragile shield. Falling back, she screamed as more attempted to break in. Yet, through all that, there was one she felt deeper fear for than the others. A shivering demand drew her to look back to the room she had ran from. The door opened on its own accord, and within that contained darkness emerged a hooded specter. In appearance, its monstrosity was veiled, all but for the blooded horns and snout that resembled a ram. The intensity of it sucked the very breath from her. Froze the blood in her veins until she felt as though every part of her being was constricted and trapped under its scrutiny as it approached. The closer it c

She grimaced and slightly shook my arm. "You're with me, right? So why should I be afraid?" I had no choice but to come with her. She smiled at me whenever we heard someone was shouting inside that horror house. As we entered a tiny darkroom, I was walking behind Astrid and warned anyone who was trying to scare her. I immediately noticed the cobwebs that covered all the corners of this room, just like how it was done to any other horror house. There were some spiders that we were threading towards their prey. There were some light bulbs that were being turned on and off by someone just to scare anyone who may enter. I kicked some of the zombies who were hiding behind some curtains. Astrid li

Black as the darkest night hair against a crisp linen pillow, brown skin against a blindingly white sheet, and tiger’s eyes burning with deliberate cruelty and triumph into hers. In horrified rejection of the imagery that had sprung into her mind, Lara Anderson shuddered violently, dimly aware that she was still in the grip of severe shock. Abruptly, she was dredged from her turmoil by the insistent shrill of the telephone in the hall. Reluctantly she answered the summons, carefully shutting the lounge door behind her so that her father was not disturbed.

In a nice voice I reply “Just had the scariest nightmare of my life. Why are you awake at 2 in the morning?” If I had of called anyone else, they would have ripped my head off for calling at such an ungodly hour. “Oh, you poor baby, its okay it was just a nightmare.” She purrs. There’s a short pause before she says “Aaron is over and we are watching horror movies, my

It snakes around me, coils into my lungs, burrows deep into my bones. Sweat. Blood. Fear. My stomach curdles, my nails bite into my palms. The scent is wrong—familiar yet unnatural, layered with decay, as if something dead had walked too long in living skin. My breath comes sharp and shallow. I should go back inside. I should lock the door. Then the scent changes. It thickens, weaves through my mind, twists and digs like thorns. The world tilts. Shadows pulse at the edges of my vision. My throat tightens around a scream that won’t come. The scent—

Winter nights were the worst. So yeah—having a room of my own? Felt unreal. I walked up to the bedroom door, didn't hesitate at all, knocked hard, and shouted, "Hey! I haven't eaten in forever! Feed me or I'm gonna pass out!" The Chat Feed lost it. [Is she trying to die? Who knocks like that in a horror game? Something's gonna jump out and eat her.] [No way she's that calm. She's faking it.] [I bet her fear rating hits 100 in three seconds. Let's watch her die.]