Horror Manhwa Novels & Stories

The girl felt and saw things that made her very shocked. From the edge of sight, Cho Ye Joon's gaze was really mischievous and scary. "You stupid human!" he muttered. Cho Ye Joon also turned around and ran as fast as lightning like a wind train carrying its speed. The gloom again reported that the night was filled with the smell of blood. The sinister figure pounced on the loose prey again. The night hunter continued after he became a good spirit figure.

I apologize. But for those who like it, don't forget to check my other book. I also have a new ongoing one (PULSE: A CONTRACT WITH DAMIEN.) A seven in one book. Let's give you a sneak peek shall we? Vampires -Death. Fae's - Darkness. Demons - Agony. Werewolves - Curse. Humans - Fear. Witches/ Warlocks/ and Beasts - Dark magic. DOOM(HELL) - ALL. ALL THE SPECIES AND THEIR TRIBULATIONS.

Logan puffed his chest in pride, and Asher laughed at his best friend’s antics. He remembered Ronan Leon, a man with a habit of kidnapping teenage girls with blonde hair and hazel eyes. He tortured, raped and then sliced his victims. He had killed at least eleven before the Shadow Crawlers ended him for good. Ronan was a human and Asher wondered how much worse a human could be when compared to the supernaturals to commonly coined as monsters. “Alright, stop whining like a puppy and I will take it.” Asher climbed into the driver’s seat.

Grief. Bone chilling, stomach turning, blood curdling grief. That’s all Seraphina could feel. She collapsed and let out a wail that sounded almost demonic. She clawed at her naked skin and screamed into the night. Her screeches loud enough to disturb the heavens. Raging fires encircled her like a protective wall.

Those who were stained with blood suddenly turned into blood shadows in an instant. The drops of blood from Samuel condensed into a bloody mist in the air. It was both beautiful and weird. "F*ck!" Seeing the scene, Wang Huanzhi couldn't help cursing in horror. Everyone behind Wang Huanzhi could not help but take a step back. What the hell was that thing they met? It was not a human being, but a god of death who was harvesting people! At this time, Lu Ruoxin and Chi Meng opened their mouths in shock. Lu Ruoxin was stunned and her heart suddenly moved.

I could feel something staring at me from the darkness behind my back. “He’s here…” I forced myself to stay calm long enough to ask, “Who?” “The boss. The most terrifying existence in the horror game.” I nearly forgot how to breathe. My head turned, mechanically, like rusted machinery grinding into motion. In the distance stood a man dressed in black robes. Half of his face was hidden beneath a bronze mask as he silently watched us. Every step he took caused the mandrake flowers embroidered on the curtains to glow brighter. By the time he got to the center of the stage, black-red liquid began dripping from the flowers, releasing a thick metallic stench into the air. With a raise of his hand,

“When your name is called, come to the stage. A single drop of blood is all it takes.” Oh good. Just blood magic in front of a thousand people. Casual. One by one, students stepped forward, pricked a finger, dropped their blood in the cauldron, and watched as the smoke rose, each color matching a house. Red for DracoVanth. Violet for NoctiShade. Green for Venmire. Silver-gray for Vargheim. Then....“Lila Gerrick.” “Eeeeeeeek!” Lila squealed, bouncing to her feet. “Wish me luck!”

Total party wipe incoming. Before long, it was time to choose rooms. Elaine explained that while no one had ever cleared this scenario, past players had figured out a few things. The building had thirty floors, one apartment per floor, and only one player could stay in each. “Happy Home,” she continued, was actually a role-playing horror scenario. Each apartment housed strange entities that would act as your family or loved ones. So, seven days of living together with them? There was no way your Fear Value wouldn’t spike.

The next second, the Patchwork Monster tore the man in half. He tossed the body outside casually. Just then, a crisp, bell-like voice sounded outside. “It’s after work hours, who’s so rude as to be throwing bodies around?” A young girl with three heads and eight arms appeared at the doorway. With just one look at the shop, anger filled her voice, and her hair stood on end. “Who the hell had a death wish and smashed the Number One Must-Eat shop in the entire horror game?”

Her mouth was stretched wide in a horrifying shriek. A wave of pure hatred rolled off her, so cold it burned the air. The chat stirred to life again. [Here we go! Classic jump scare!] [That's one of the manor's most vicious ghosts! It feeds on the players' fear!] [This newbie is toast! She won't even have time to react!] [I can already picture her getting torn to shreds...] But I didn't scream. I didn't run. Of course, my heart condition chose that exact moment to flare up. The pain was so bad I could barely stand.