Horror Adults Novels & Stories

Although, with a more mature appearance and a different purpose, it feels like Rhea can't dislike the young man, since long ago. "Adam?" Adam was horrified, actually quite awkward with the meeting he thought would not be possible again. But he immediately stood up and walked towards the middle-aged woman who stood gracefully, still as elegant as he remembered. "Tante, how are you?" At least he regarded the woman in front of him as his aunt's best friend, no longer his lover's parents. "Fine, well, how are you doing?" asked Rhea, patting Adam's arm. "I'm good, Tante."

Mesmerised, I walk inside and Sebastian turns a small light on over a shelf. There are a lot of DVDs. A whole shelf. The shelf is seven feet long and the whole shelf is filled with hundreds of DVDs. These are vintage formatted decades-old horror films. I don't think there are a lot of women who will go gaga over a shelf full of horror movies but my heart dances with joy. I walk to the shelf. He's standing beside it with a big smile on his face. I trace my hand vertically on the DVDs. "Oh, my God!" I exclaim. "Are these real?"

~ Emily ~ The old Victorian house at the end of Maple Street had stood empty for years. Tonight it glowed with orange jack-o’-lanterns lining the cracked driveway and fake spiderwebs stretched across the porch. A handwritten sign on the door read: “Halloween Party – Enter If You Dare.” I adjusted the short black dress that barely covered my ass, the fabric thin and silky against my skin. I had come as a “sexy witch” with a pointed hat, fishnet stockings, and a little wand. I twirled nervously.

Jessica's voice went dead serious. "This manor has thirty floors. The monsters on the lower floors? They're simple. Predictable. They work on pure instinct. Learn their patterns, and you can survive. Treat them like traps. But the higher you go... the ones at the top are a different breed entirely. They won't just kill you. They'll shatter your sanity in seconds. They'll show you what true terror really is." "She's right," Brad chimed in, his smile turning predatory.

Dima's ghostly form slid inside, its chill spreading like poison through the air. It crept toward the bed where Miranda was breathing deeply, fast asleep. But suddenly—with a sudden movement—Miranda sat upright. Her eyes widened in terror as a deafening scream erupted from her throat, a scream that shook the villa to its foundations, as if it had summoned the gates of hell. --- Inside Malik and Dima's room: Dima (with a cold smile): That damned maid... she screamed. She must have sensed the evil spirits lurking around her. Malik (with unsettling calm): Excellent... Uncle Hussein and Aunt Amal are awake now, trembling with fear.

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

The scene was in the middle of the battlefield where humans fought with monsters, demi-humans, and humans themselves. After 10 minutes of watching the scene that seemed like from a fantasy movie, the scene in the holographic cube ended while showing 10 images in black shade. But who were those people that shrouded in the dark shade? They could not even identify their tribes. What is the purpose of the elder for showing it to them? Is this related to the topic of today's meeting? Everyone had such questions in their minds.

In last year's Saturday before Halloween, Jake lied he had a cold and ended having to put up with his annoying brother at home. It's not that he was scared or anything(except from the dark). Hell, he was a big fan of horror stories and movies like Friday the 13th, The Shining, The Amityville Horror and his personal favorite, It. It was just that trying to bring to life such stuff seemed like a very stupid idea to him. 'Fuck Halloween,' he found himself muttering and turned to switch off his phone when he noticed something. Just below Matt's text dialog box, another dialog seemed to have popped up and Jake thought he saw the words, we'll see about that before disappearing and immediately afte

Xavier joked. "According to my grandfather, a month after the boy's death, students started missing. They were all found dead in the woods a week or two after. They dubbed the serial killer as Sunnyville Reaper. And, from what my grandfather told me, your parents are one of those kids who bullied him." The student said before leaving. Even Xavier who always care less about anything around him fell silent. He could never imagine that his mother would be involved in something so dark like that.

I whispered from my bedroom. "Let me in," a voice said more in my head than out loud. My breath came out in a panic. "What do you want?" "To come in." I thought seeing the movie The Exorcist for the first time was scary. This took the cake! I had been the cause of a Vampire becoming dead—permanently dead. The Council had wanted me put down before that. I couldn't begin to imagine how pissed they were now that I had put down one of them.