Horror Hotel Novels & Stories

, the man asks curiously. When Dae somehow manages to tell them that, they are heading to the hotel 'Shilla stay', the elderly woman turns her head completely to them and looks intently at them. "Kids, this Hotel is not that good. It's not best for young kids to stay for night. People say, a mafia team always stays there.", she said in a tone, that some old Granny's use while saying horror stories to their grandchildren. " oh..really ?", Dae asked in awe.

The horizon was a jagged smear of charcoal gray and bruised violet. For three years, I had walked toward it, guided by nothing but the rumors whispered in the hushed, terrified voices of dying scavengers. They spoke of a place that held the line, a fortress of humanity amidst the rotting sprawl of the walking dead. They called it "Haven."

Ash gray streaks on his cheeks to make them look sunken in. “How’d you like that last one?” he asked, gesturing over his shoulder at the darkened screen. His voice was honey over broken glass. “Horror Hotel? I stayed there once. Nice place when I got there, but by the time I left, everyone was dying to get out!”

What horror was in store for me? In the middle of nowhere, just into Tennessee, he pulled into a small-town motel. It was probably built in the ‘60s, with a dozen rooms attached to a floor-to-ceiling windowed circular main lobby area. There was a pool in the parking lot, but by the debris of lawn chairs and leaves, it hadn’t been used in years. “We’ll stay here tonight.” He stepped out of the car, locking the doors before dipping his head back in. “Try to run and you’ll be dead in ten steps, and then I’ll have to kill everyone here.”

When I opened my eyes, I found myself inside a game world. The title "Family of Four" screamed wholesome parenting sim to me. I quietly looked around at the other players who had entered with me. A lot of them were terrified of this new environment, and several men were cursing loudly. Among the crowd, a veteran player named Mike Bates started explaining the situation. "This is an infinite horror game. The only way to clear it and revive is by getting an SSS rating. Otherwise, you will be killed by the boss." "How do you even get that kind of rating?" a college girl asked.

I wanted to whisper a some few words of gratitude to him, but I knew that my father's acute ears would not miss the words and he would not approve. Chilly gusts of wind swept across the landscape and I was surprised to know that we had crossed into the city of Ackenshire and were at one of his private hotels which were once opened to the public before being snatched from their owners. The hotel's name actually translated to Sinful Paradise, it was a haven for the rich and famous, for shady politicians who wished to keep their after dark affairs arcane. This was a paradise for sinners, I hope the night will expire without me adding to the list of sinners. The Devil and my mother walked hand i

After they had their fill, they began their research on the hotel. They found a security guard who gave them the information they needed. "Three years ago , some gentlemen came for vacation. They spent a week and a half before things started going wrong. Staff started disappearing, the ones working became extremely terrified. Later we found a dead body while cleaning their bathroom". "They placed the whole hotel on lockdown for three days. Many workers had their blood dried up. We all prayed desperately for our lives. Fortunately we were able to get a priest who killed all these vampires. They were burnt alive, chained and buried. The hotel was also cleansed so any Vampire who came into the

So when Remus howled the call to war, the island of Casiafell, rained Werewolves. But it wasn’t just Remus who had a war cry. For when Saxe screeched, the Undead that slept in the Hotel Setedesange woke, with the darkest eyes and insatiable thirst for blood. There was a reason why the legends say that once you check in the Setedesange Hotel, you never check out. Why the people around the town have vanished overtime leaving only the ghost of their existence. And why after years of trying, no one ever attempted to step foot on that cursed land for anyone who dared, was never seen again.

When we arrived at the hotel, it started raining heavily, and I hugged the fake baby in my arms as I looked around. Arman went to the front desk and told the staff, "Close the hotel at midnight, and don't let anyone in who doesn't have an invitation card." A woman nodded her head and replied, "Yes, sir." Her irises flashed scarlet, and I realised then that nobody in this building was human. They're all Lycans. Arman tracked them down one by one, and he single-handedly assembled this entire army. Everyone at this hotel is armed and ready for battle tonight; this place is in the middle of dense woodland, far from the nearest town and its inhabitants. All of them were dressed in black and white

“We have made some recent changes in the hotel that have made it much safer for our kind, and our allies, to enjoy the resort’s amenities. Come, join me for a little stroll and I will show you…” So this was how they’d done it, Lucas mused, trying to act calm. He was walking half a pace behind his mother, who followed their vampire guide’s lead but kept in stride beside him. They’d traveled downstairs to the main floor of the hotel, finding it not completely empty but eerily quiet in the lobby, which had been densely packed with rowdy tourists and bustling staff the last time Lucas had seen it. Uniformed hotel employees still milled about the space, but there was something wrong with them. Th