Horror Film Scream Novels & Stories

Abigail's p.o.v; Damien, Luna and I came to the theatre to watch some horror movies. The theatre’s pretty big so it wasn’t too hard for us to find an empty seat. As soon as we sat down, Damien turned his phone on. When he turned the volume up, scary music started playing in the background. Luna immediately went into a fit of laughter. I was still trying to comprehend what the hell was happening on screen when a scream echoed through the theatre. We all looked at each other with wide eyes.

Tucking herself properly with the warm yellow blanket, Amber anticipate anxiously as the LED flat screen television displays the universal production, the horror movie "The Conjuring" starts playing while Amber slowly eats the popcorn in the large transparent bowl. The door bell rings but Amber didn't hear as she was so engrossed to the movie, reaching the part where the demon approached the little girl. "Arg!" Amber scream loudly in fear and the bowl on her lap fall to the ground thus the popcorn scattered on the rug, Liam smirks from behind and at the sound of his smirk.

Out of curiosity, I opened one eye and right then and there. Jeng! Jeng! Jeng! "Aaarrrhhh!" "Aaaaaa!" Bruuugghhh! The sound of the audience's screams now echoed throughout this room. I screamed as loud as I could when I saw the creepy creature suddenly appear on the screen, its face looking very creepy with lips oozing blood. So shocked, my body immediately fell under the chair. I threw my popcorn somewhere. Cold sweat is now flooding my body. Fuck! Which lunatic made a scary movie like this! By God, if I meet the director, I will strangle him!

He says trying to sound remorseful but the shit eating grin that he’s sporting is enough to know that he isn’t and I flip him off. When we had gotten to the cinema, Aiden had asked me to get our snacks while he bought the tickets reassuring me that he won’t get tickets for the horror movie. It wasn’t till the second person had just had his head chopped offi that I realised that this was indeed a horror movie.

10 XAVIER Her smile pierced through me. “First date, huh?” I nod and she laughs loudly. “Yeah. I want to take you out before I get a taste of anything else.” I let my hands slide down her sweet, sweet body, and grip her ass through her jeans. “Hmmm. And where is it that we would go, Xavier?” She questions, giggling as I squeeze her ass a little tighter. “Well, I take it that you might be a fan of horror movies. There’s a new Scream movie coming out next weekend, if you’re free.” I offer, looking at her ‘Child’s Play’ shirt.

I was hysterical when Hamdan even brought the object closer to me. "Aaaaaa!" I screamed loudly as her hair touched my thigh. "Don't Hamdan, let go. Let him go!" I screamed louder when Hamdan put it on my thigh. I looked into his eyes glaring at me. I suddenly felt dizzy. Honestly, I can not meet this one creature. It would be better if I met the top class mafias than having to see this thing. I'm still traumatized when I watch Chucky's latest horror film series which was released last month. If you don't know, just try looking for a horror doll movie with that title. Enough, I can't do anything. “Ahahahahahaha, I'm so scared Evan. You bastard.”

I scream. It’s a raw, animal sound that tears my throat. I swing my fist. I drive the key into his eye. SQUELCH. The sound is wet. Horrifying. The Reaper shrieks. He drops my legs, clutching his face. Blood spurts between his fingers, black in the shadows. "My eye! She got my eye!" The other two drop me. I hit the ground hard, the impact jarring my teeth. I scramble backward, crab-walking away from them, my vision swimming.

Like a perfect homemade pie, and Lucinda. “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh” Suddenly a wave of women’s loud screams shook the kitchen and then several voices that were high pitched to low whisper followed it. Alone in the grand kitchen, at night. The oven is on. And the wind is blowing. No one else is around except for the screaming. There was a constant, fast and a faint sound of footsteps, getting louder with each passing second. My heart thudded in fear. This is exactly how horror movies start.

Unless they deliberately refrained from letting themselves known. A sudden screech ignites from the other side, jittering me wholly as its loud volume permeates the night, rupturing my ears. I scream and buck forward, slamming my hands against my ears as the diabolic scream only amplifies dreadfully. 'Dani! We have to get away! That creature should be a Banshee! Hurry!'

He shakes his head and blubbers, “I don’t know what you want me to say.” I grab him between the legs, seeing nothing but a slideshow of Lena’s torment on repeat. I could saw off my own fingers, and I’d hardly notice.They’re hurting her. Scaring her. Making her cry. The blade cuts through skin and muscle, eliciting a scream that horror movies can’t imitate. That sound can only be born from the type of horror very few humans actually experience. It sounds like music. Is it the same sound Lena is making? Blood spurts, painting Ra and me in crimson. He sucks in a deep breath, preparing to let loose another scream no one else will ever hear, but then he passes out.