Horror Nights Characters Novels & Stories

Night crept over the city, bringing the nightmare with it. In Malik’s room, darkness pressed around him like a living entity. His breathing grew erratic as he tossed in sleep. In his dream, faces from the past appeared: Amal and Sophia stood before him, pale, massive snakes coiled around their necks, spitting venom, hissing terrifically through the stillness. Then Nasser appeared, his blood-stained clothes, a knife in hand, his eyes lifeless. Beside him, Nour gripped a thick rope, advancing slowly, menacingly. All of them gathered in a hellish tableau, a familial pact from hell, intent solely on ending Malik’s life. He screamed, trying to escape, but his body was paralyzed. He felt the snak

The door swung open, and there stood Chester, who was supposed to have been a fixture in the morgue for the past two weeks. I nodded at him, my face a blank slate. "It's been a while!" The relatives froze, their exchanged glances screaming silent panic. "Ah!" "He's alive!" "I said we shouldn't visit the morgue after midnight, but no, you had to see for yourselves!" "All this for a few bucks from selling their organs? It's not worth dying over." My aunt, gripping Theodore's arm and shaking it, wailed. I let out an icy laugh, lifted my hand, and gave Chester a slap that left a red mark blazing on his cheek.

Control her. Maybe he was blinded by some amount of compassion he felt for her? But how can one even care for a monster in the first place? If this man was right about the mother daughter duo, then her mother, apparently, shares the darkness that they’ve been leaching into the town. Oliver is relishing in the lead we’ve been given. “So, where is she? Can you describe her?” “She’s a kid. Fourteen, fifteen...I don’t know. She scares the shit outta me. Everyone calls her nightmare girl.” He speaks directly to Oliver.

On the first floor, there was an elderly man who had trouble getting around, and then there was Gavin. Aside from my former roommates, the only person in this building whose number I had was the guy in 603 across the hall. I was still worried about Jacob, so I texted Tom again, but he didn't reply either. I ended up opening the group chat and adding the guy in 504. We were all young night owls, but after waiting a good while, he still didn't respond. By midnight, I finally lay down. Maybe he was beat and turned in early.

And every night from now on, when the living go to bed, the ghosts get the best show in town. Holly Rowan Holiday, resident redhead of the afterlife, singing for Capone and the boys until the sun burns out. Some deaths aren’t endings. Some are just encore after encore after encore.

Hanging lamps stretch over the party area, wrapped around trees and around the stage. Their light is orange, dim like candlelight. People dressed in colorful costumes, with many wearing Halloween costumes. Some are dressed as sexy bunnies, mummies, zombies, and even werewolves. “Windward.” When Vero heard Lev calling her by her last name, her heart raced, and her pulse is so strong that it makes her throat tighten. She stares at the surface of the lake for a split second.

It is also a Prophecy that only the black cults will kill the viper. Sorcerer casted a spell and pointed stalf. A white light out and form a door to a place. I stepped to the front of the door and saw my friends, it was dark there. As I was looking at the place to take a better view, sorcerer pushed me inside and I fell in. The door closed and my face are down on the ground. I raised my head and it was in the night here, saw my friends that we were having Halloween Night party together.

It took a lot for me not to slap his hand away. Sensing my hesitation, he continued. “Nathan Night is not who you think he is. He's a liar and murderer. He slaughtered innocent children. Do you really want to get protection from someone like that? My heart started to beat faster. “What are you talking about?” “Come with me and all your questions will be answered.

Multiple hands of the dead people reach out from under the earth trying to crawl out and Jessica stands with her arms wide apart laughing hysterically ................... ✍🏽 I wake up the following day, the day of Halloween. The house is lit up with pumpkin lights, some new red candles at the window waiting to burn, fake cobwebs on the door, rubber spiders on the toilet seat and blood paints on the door We played a recording of people screaming and people screaming while getting butchered and sounds of chainsaw ripping through the flesh of unfortunate souls—lovely tunes I meet Haley at the Kitchen, she just got the Halloween cookies out of the oven. She baked spider shaped cookies and she i

I kill him, that part dies too, and I will never live in peace for the rest of my life. He'll haunt me. His ghost will continue to live in my nightmares. Joining Burson, that psychopath that fucks me with his loaded gun whose name I never bothered to know, and that man I killed. Three of them will soon be added with one. One with my father's visage. A scream tore and squeezed the trigger, but Damon nudged the barrel, hitting Henry on the shoulder instead. “Argh!” He screams, jolting, but Salvatore holds him still. Somehow amused as to what was happening.