Horror Easter Eggs Novels & Stories

Liam asked, squeezing my hand. “Huh?” I had to crane my neck to accommodate our height difference. He tilted his head to the side. I faced the booth where he took me. ‘Horror House’ was written in cryptic scribble on top of the door adorned with thick cobwebs. A dude in a cape stood behind a podium. His hair slicked back, and his face was a cake of white powder glared at us with his burning red eyes. A trail of fake blood dribbled down the side of his mouth. He flashed us a cryptic smile.

Hazel was startled awake, her whole body trembling. She opened her eyes and saw a dark shadow by her bed. She also heard the sound of dripping water, faint but not enough to make her heart race. Outside, the rain was pouring down, the streetlights dimmer than usual, and wind howling loudly. She shuddered and clutched her blanket tightly, screaming, "Ah! Ghost!" Jack was taken aback by Hazel's reaction, then overwhelmed with anger. Ghost? His handsome face twisted slightly, and he cracked his knuckles.

“There are eggs hidden somewhere here. The only way they can hatch is from their real mother or with a white dragon and white wolf in the same room caring for them in our realm. They are gifts from the moon goddess, as is the black dragon.” “There are a few white dragons in the world. Hopefully, he has found one, and with you he can hatch the egg and get back his soul and then maybe he’ll let us go?” “Sounds like a lot of theory, Gabríel.” “Shhh, Elle is coming back.” Elle came back and brought me a piece of pineapple cake with cherries. I enjoyed the dessert. It was lovely. Gabriel suddenly took over. “Hello Thanatos, do you really believe you deserve your soul back for what you did?”

Her body tensed up the moment she felt someone behind her. Her heart started pounding again, but she refused to be scared. She turned around in a defensive stance, then gasped when she saw a zombie doll standing there, staring at her. It was holding a lit torch, the flickering light casting eerie shadows across its creepy face. After a few seconds, Valeria noticed a folded note sticking out of the doll’s chest pocket. She quickly pulled it out, took the torch from its hand, and moved to a brighter part of the room to read it.

Scott said quietly, nodding at me. And just like that, they vanished before my eyes. They had already suffered enough in life. How could they die all over again because of me? I crouched on the ground, crying so hard I nearly fainted. The familiar mechanical voice rang out once more. "Congratulations, player. You have successfully cleared the horror game instance "Family of Four." Reward: Revival. Preparing to transport the player back to the real world. Countdown begins: 10, 9, 8..."

"Elias, she’s so hungry." "She’s gone, Clara! That isn't her!" I shouted, though I wasn't sure who I was trying to convince. That was three nights ago. Since then, the haunting has turned aggressive. We tried to sleep in the living room, but the smell followed us—the cloying, sweet scent of lilies mixed with something sour and metallic. We found tiny, damp handprints on the glass of the television. They weren't made of dirt. They were gray, smudged traces of something that looked like ash and formaldehyde.

mode. I'm pretty sure if you've ever watched a horror movie or some shit like that, there's always this spooky building that has some tall tress that for some reason have little to no leaves on them. It's spooky make-up is lit up by a bolt of lightning. That cameo usually shows up towards nighttime to increase and heighten the mystique around its appearance. Well, the Islands of Nekriyon never exactly conformed to anything that'd be perceived as normality, and it wasn't going to change that now. How else would something look and feel so dark and empty when it was a couple minutes to two(p.m.). Well, that was the least of her worries as she made her way closer to the wooden doors that led fur

Grayson was surprised, but he decided to ignore the warning and continued staring at Belle's phone. Suddenly, a horrifying jump scare appeared from the screen, startling him to the point of almost throwing the phone away. The animated image depicted a ghost with bleeding eyes, nose, and mouth, its terrifying gaze seemingly targeting those attempting to access Belle's phone. Gathering his composure, Grayson scrolled down, encountering more eerie images before reaching a password-protected lock screen. Despite trying various passwords, none proved correct.

And just like that, we put up a secret shoot at the Manor, to include a little surprise for Brandon on his grand finale. Brett called me the next day, as the official spokesperson for his boss’ request. There had been no more scuffles or troubles of any kind between the pervs at Quaker Hall and the children crusaders at Tinicum Hall, but they were holding a special summer night event on the 20, the Horror Camp or something like that. The grounds would be brimming with people who would take part in haunted attractions, escape games, and all kinds of fun indoors and outdoors from dusk to dawn, including a ghost hunt in the Mayflower building and Quaker Hall. There would be a ton of security sp