Horror Mystery 소설 & 이야기

He was lying face down, and face up, all at once. I live in that house now. I am the village "fixer." And every night, I listen to the scratching beneath the floorboards. I don't fear the ones that crawl. I fear the ones that wait. Because now I know that the most terrifying thing in the world isn't death—it’s a corpse that refuses to close its eyes.

No in-between. “Most people said I didn’t look like what I read.” We walked side-by-side to his car. They understood the romance books, but the horror section always caught them off guard. They said I looked too sweet to be interested in that kind of stuff. “You do. So what piqued your interest in horror?” “The tension. The rush of adrenaline. The thrill. My heart banging in my chest when I know something really, really bad is about to happen to a character. What’s there not to love?”

However, her eyes were filled with fear and disbelief as she looked at Emma and her husband. ‘How... how could this be? ‘How could Emma's husband be so powerful?’ she asked herself in disbelief. "Damn it!" Mr. Mortimer cursed. "Do you have a classmate named Emma? She's the one you offended! They just told me on the phone!" Martin sighed softly. It was as he expected. He was not surprised at all. He felt an impending sense of doom come over him. Fortunately, he had already made up his mind. He would not risk his family’s business.

“You have the strangest logic I’ve ever heard.” With a wink, I chuckled. “But you like my idea, don’t you?” Scowling a moment longer, she chased it with a huff before she bit her lip and gazed around the room. “Okay, fine. The romances should go by the windows. But the mysteries need to be on the bookshelf covering the hidden door, and the horror novels can go in the darker corner.” My mouth fell open before I pointed and said, “Even better. Perfect.”

she called out, her voice trembling with fear. Divine jumped up from the couch, her eyes frantically scanning the room. It was as though the very walls had swallowed him whole. She ran through the apartment, checking every room, every corner. But it was empty, eerily quiet. "Liam!" she screamed, her voice echoing back at her from the silent walls.

Loren took one of the novels that Ria took from the bookshelf earlier and flipped through its contents. She also seemed to read the synopsis and nodded her head felt content. “Not really just curious…” Ria answered briefly while glancing occasionally at Loren. “Err… Do you believe in ghosts?” she asked Loren after debating in her head whether to ask her friend or not. "Of course. In this world there are many mysteries that cannot be solved by science and such logical explanations. Including ghosts, spirits and other unidentified beings… They must be exist… somewhere…” Loren nodded while looking at the books that Ria had brought.

I shook my head and realised that this is getting more intense by the second, “I hadn’t realised so Doc, that’s the reason we have you here, to help me solve the mystery “- I said whilst walking up to her, I held out my hand and gave her hand a firm handshake. “We need an autopsy done as soon as possible, we might not be able to identify him but we can at least find out the cause of his death, anything that would help us figure out where the Hudson twins are or who has taken them.” I said to Dr Leslie, she looked up from her note pad and gave me a nod. I think the kidnappers jammed the knife in his chest to distract us from something else, something that we would find out from this corpse af

“Sa piling kasi ng mahal nila, doon nila nahahanap ang kanilang sarili.” “Ah…” “Blue…” “Hmm…” “May tanong pa ako sa’yo.” “Inatake na naman ang curiosity mo. Ako naman ang magtatanong sa’yo. Kung isasapeikula ang buhay natin, ano kaya ang magiging genre?” “Hmm… Romance?” “Mali.” “Eh ano?” “Horror. Ikaw ba naman may kasamang sleepwalker na tumatawa na parang mangkukulam gabi-gabi.”

Halloween party had gone terribly wrong, and they had another mystery on hand to solve. It was awful that the killer had struck twice in one night, moving from one crime scene to another. They knew one thing for sure, people in town are in trouble because of this monster but what they did not know was that their presence in Connecticut had stirred up a lot of things.

I chuckled and turned to him and asked, "Don't you know that there's different horror movies?" "How?" "Listen, under horror the movies are separated as demonic movies, haunted movies, death consequences movies, and a lot more." He let out a chuckle and said, "Years of experience, huh?" I punched his shoulder and turned on the television and went to the movies in the playlist and asked, "What do you wanna see?" And looked at him. "What about some haunted death consequences? It sounds a little scarier than others." I laughed and said, "Okay." I opened the list of movies related to that and asked him again, "From this list, what do you like to watch?"