Horror Collections Novels & Stories

Kimi’s room was similar. “So,” Rose started before I interrupted her. “Horror movie marathon! Classics like Halloween, Pet Sematary, and Friday the 13th!” The girls looked at me as if I’d grown an extra head. I knew they hated horror films, but I had to try. Rose tapped her elegant finger the color of cinnamon on her luscious lips. “I was thinking more along the lines of the six hour Pride and Prejudice, Sense and Sensibility, Emma with Gwenneth Paltrow, and Mansfield Park.” Her lips lifted in a smirk. I groaned and face planted onto her bed. She really knew where to hit a man where it counts.

I laughed. "Property of Lia Loren..." He said reading a label on the back of the DVD. "Right... that makes more sense... So what do you wanna watch?" "I normally would never choose horror but since the only other option is... My Senior Prince... I don't think we have a choice," I said. "Okay, so which horror movie?" Mateo asked. "I would recommend The Axe Massacre or Alone in the Woods." He held them up and I grimaced at the pictures on the covers.

Warning: Explicit sexual content, group sex, extremely rough sex, BDSM elements, consensual intense experience. 18+ only. All characters are adults. "OH GOD! OH FUCK! DAMIEN!" Serah's scream echoed through the penthouse suite, raw and primal, as Damien's massive cock hit a spot inside her that shouldn't exist.....a depth that defied anatomy, a place that made her see actual stars bursting behind her clenched eyelids.

His hand touched my elbow, guiding me up firmly and warmly through the thin sleeve of my dress. I followed without protest, my heart pounding now, the stairs to the basement creaking under our feet. The air grew cooler as we descended, a faint musty scent mixing with something metallic. He flicked on a light, revealing a large room with an old car in one corner, shelves of tools, but my eyes widened at the other side, ropes hanging from beams, cuffs on a table, a large bed against the wall with leather straps attached to the posts. What the hell is this? My breath caught, a rush of fear and arousal flooding me, my pussy pulsing hard, wetness dripping down my inner thigh.

Published by Audio Arcadia in 2016 were DarkFire at the Edge of Time, Farnsworth’s collection of visionary science fiction stories, Nightworld, A Novel of Virtual Reality, and two collections of stories, The Black Arts and Black Secrets. Jorge Arenas Born in 1986, I come from Rio Piedras Puerto Rico. Due to my family's military nature I traveled the United States a great deal and that's where I found my passion, urban legends. Studying these brought me to another subject, horror. As I threw myself into the genre I found worlds that mirrored our own and experiences that I could feel in my soul. The books, movies and video games became my go to since I was young, and they continue to entertain

"Let's not talk about death when I binged watch a ton of scary movies last night. I swear I couldn't wake up to pee last night, there were eyes everywhere," His words made me roll my eyes. Scary movies and Colby weren't a good combination. I was just surprised he hadn't disturbed my sleep by calling and saying Chucky was outside his window this time around. "Did we not talk about this last time Colby? Scary movies aren't your thing. Try some drama series." I sighed. "If I watch drama series I'd basically be manifesting drama into my subconscious mind." He whined. I look at him with a raised brow. "So you want to manifest scary shit instead?"

She chuckled. "Nice idea! We'll watch a horror movie!" I said happily as I watched her eyes widen at the suggestion. "No! I want to watch The Vow!" She pouted. "How about Insidious? Or The Exorcism of Emily Rose?" I asked, ignoring her protests and skipping to the box to search for a good horror movie. "No!" She shouted behind me. "How about Poltergeist?" "No!" "Annabelle?" "No!" "The Grudge?" "No freaking way. I don't​ want to wet my pants. I watched it once and damn, I was so near to pissing myself. That creature, oh my God, that thing in that movie gives me nightmares."

Terrifying" which was released in 1982. Well, it sounds weird. Let's play it!" Hayle was about to put the cassette into the player and brought it closer to the microphone on the podium. "Wait!" Tony walked quickly over to Hayle. "Where did you get this?" Hayle gave Tony a strange look, "From Corrine. Why?" "May I see it?" asked Tony. "Sure." Hayle handed the tape to Tony. Tony looked at the tape carefully. He sensed something was wrong. "You'd better not play it." "Why?" asked Hayle.

1, edited by Joe Mynhardt Fear the Reaper, edited by Joe Mynhardt For the Night is Dark, edited by Ross Warren Short story collections: Dead Reckoning and Other Stories by Dino Parenti Things You Need by Kevin Lucia Frozen Shadows and Other Chilling Stories by Gene O’Neill Varying Distances by Darren Speegle The Ghost Club: Newly Found Tales of Victorian Terror by William Meikle Ugly Little Things: Collected Horrors by Todd Keisling Whispered Echoes by Paul F. Olson

They emerge from a hole in the ground, a dark and menacing opening that seems to be the very gate to the underworld. The Drider, an equally terrifying entity, accompanies them. Its appearance is a grotesque blend of spider and humanoid, with a body covered in dark hair and long, sharp legs that creak with every movement. Its eyes, a bloody red, reflect pure malice and an insatiable thirst for power. Together, Drider and the Skinning of the mind are the embodiment of horror, a sight that could chill the bravest of souls to the bone.