Horror Books With Monsters Novels & Stories

Looking at everything familiar yet strange before my eyes, I seemed to return to that rainy day many years ago. I wandered aimlessly among the bookshelves with the child. Reading some simple little stories to her. Until evening, the sun went down. I got up with the child, ready to leave. But when turning to the corridor towards the exit. I ran head-on into someone. The books held in the other person's arms instantly scattered on the ground. "I'm sorry." We spoke almost at the same time. I hurriedly squatted down to help pick up the books. The other person also scrambled to clean up.

But my grandfather sent me again to another school named 'HARRISON UNIVERSITY' A typical but high-end school congested with bitches, nerds, lovers, jerks, bullies, and the pathetic ones who love to see themselves bullied. Not until I started to see bizarre things, I never wish to involve with. 'Monsters'—that's what Harrison University has. From that day on, I learn that all things happening inside this campus are bound to each other. Too late for me to realize that these will lead me to the place where I can find the identity that I myself don't want to bring back.

He opened his mouth and told me. "Sit down,” Sherry. He didn’t look at me when he sat down on the swing. I just stared at him, and I bit my lips. I should try to get away from him. But I am scared he will hurt me. Sometimes, he can be sweet and caring, and the next he can turn on you in a second. The Monster! He is scary when he becomes something out of a horror book. I am trying not to look at him. But I can't help it.

Its stone walls and tall windows gave it an almost cathedral-like appearance, and inside, the smell of aged paper and ink filled the air. Fatima and I wasted no time. We dove into the shelves, pulling out books about werewolves, local legends, and anything remotely connected to monsters. The hours ticked by, and the pile of books around us grew taller, but our frustration mounted. “Nothing,” Fatima muttered, slamming a book shut. “There’s nothing about deformed humans or monsters. It’s like we’re chasing shadows.” I rubbed my temples, exhaustion threatening to overwhelm me. “Maybe we’re looking in the wrong place. There has to be something—there’s always something.”

Jake turned and dashed towards the column closest to him, with the monster taking one huge leap and flew over him before landing in front of him. He resorted to throwing books at the monster by grabbing a big dictionary and hurling it-like that would work! The monster ripped the book into shreds and squealed before charging. Jake had a close call when the monster got him by the shoulders after leaping towards him, tearing his sweater and almost getting his skin. He jabbed the monster with the mystical book, sending it falling over to the other side behind him and Jake also fell. The monster was squealing way louder this time and it looked like the book had actually hurt it.

Finally, she found the one she was looking for. Layla managed to grab the book and add it to her stack in her arms when her eyes caught sight of something. A book stood out among the rest. It was bound with dark brown leather and had brandished designs on the spine. The title read - Malleus Vampiro: A Treatise on Vampires. Placing her other books on the floor, Layla pulled the leather-bound book from its home amongst the others and opened it. As her eyes skimmed the pages, she caught a couple of words; SHADOW STALKERS, BLOODSUCKER, PHANTOMS.

BRAHAM'S POV "Braham, there are monsters in my room." His small voice pulled me from sleep. I blinked in the darkness and found him standing in the bedroom doorway, his dragon book clutched to his chest, his eyes wide with fear. "What kind of monsters, buddy?" I asked softly, careful not to wake Millie. She'd finally fallen asleep an hour ago after tossing and turning, her mind clearly stuck on waiting for test results. "Big ones. With teeth and claws. They were chasing with me." His voice trembled.

I couldn't shake the feeling that something sinister lurked just out of sight. Suddenly, the stillness was shattered by a chilling howl that echoed through the deserted alleyways. My heart raced as I realized I was not alone. The city that had seemed empty before was now crawling with grotesque monsters, their twisted forms appearing from the shadows. Panic surged through my veins, and I instinctively started running.

What in the world is going on? My mouth dropped in awe as some writing began to come up on the book, I wanted to take my hands off the book and scream out my lungs in fear but for some reasons I couldn't , I just watched in shock and as soon as it stopped I lifted the book up to my face to see what was written there. You shiver when you always think of, A werewolf in the night, They eat human flesh so yuck and sticky, But it’s just in your mind You might think there’s a creepy castle,

But would they help me protect Orion and seek revenge? I roamed around the library, picking out books from several different sections. A hefty stack was piled in one arm by the time I’d finished—for now—and I narrowed my selection down to three. No pleasure reading this time, I was on a mission. One was a text on abnormal supernatural biology. Another covered the mythology of chimeras, strange creatures featuring numerous animal and human parts. The last was a history of dark witches. After stashing the remaining books on a side table, I climbed back up to the third floor and eased into the hall. The corridor was empty and quiet except for… Was that music?