Horror Nights Characters Novels & Stories

Axel — Yes I sent two if our best Peter and Kyle. Me — Okay good idea sending them. Devon Trevor were you able to get any information on what happened tonight. Devon — Not too much we talked to a few people one lady said she seems person in a black hoodie ruin out of the haunted house just minutes before Lola and Star went in but that is it she couldn't give any more information because he was in all black and his hood covered their face. Me- It has to be one of Falcons minions that work for him. Everyone keep looking make sure the pack and clan are up to date with everything that has been going on. I'll see if Travis or Lola have any leads on his ware about. Taking my phone out I ring Travi

As I awoke screaming at the monsters attacking me, Nick and Kover hovered over me, pressing and pinning me to the bed. They felt their hunger fade away as they drained Charlotte's body of blood. Their lips were painted in a dark crimson that ran down their chins, allowing drops to fall from their faces and paint the corpse beneath them.

Anyway, he kept saying that there are horrible creatures that lurk in the darkness here… While growing up he told me the story of the time when he was ten years old, his dog ran out of his family home—this townhome, the home I’m just about my home until my dad gets out of jail and the social worker says I can go back. He goes on and says that he watched his dog die that night being eaten alive by a wolf-like humanoid that he himself barely made it back home to safety. Then there were these stories of the locals being blood-sucking vampires and all the BS surrounding that subject. Oh and the witches of the forest and the great lake—supposedly they lure pregnant women to their deaths and drown

Crimson blood spilled from the corners of his lips as he gnawed on a thigh—a human thigh. The other kids were cradling other body parts in their arms, too, and one of the kids to the side was stuffing a human heart into his mouth. Thick, foul-smelling fluid smeared across his lips as he started crawling toward me with the heart in hand. But when I held my breath and stayed perfectly silent, they stopped munching as well. Any slightest sound, though, they'd start crawling toward me again. It was a scene straight out of a horror movie. "Yes, they track by sound," Elias explained, as if reading the question in my mind.

Even if it were a vampire…it’s not him. Though he’s old enough. And powerful enough. And has been asking me a lot of questions about covens and magic. “What are we going to do?” Evander asks. “First thing,” Tabatha starts, “is issue a curfew. All the murders have been done at night.” Shit. Another reason to suspect a vampire. But then where do the creepy visions, the demon in the woods, and that thing lurking around my house fit into this? I’m certain they’re connected to the witches’ deaths…I just don’t know how.

“You’re not making a deal with Lucas. You’re making one with me. And if you don’t, well, I hope you like cats.” “What do you want?” “First, you need to make a charitable donation to FONTA, anonymously, of course. We don’t want people thinking you went and did something nice.” The Friends of the Night Association, or FONTA for short, is an organization that promotes human-vampire relationships, both personal and professional. “And the size of the donation needs to be at least half of the amount you sold me for.” My father does his best not to recoil from the thought of doing anything to help FONTA. “What else?”

The patient's family had been upset and demanded an explanation, refusing to let me go. Surely I wouldn’t have to deal with something like that even in a game, would I? Please, no more! I’m just a poor soul who got the unlucky end of the draw and got three night shifts in a row during Halloween season. Meanwhile, unbeknownst to me, in a spectator stream above us, there was a barrage of comments. "What's going on? Is she an NPC or a player?" "She has to be an NPC. Look, her clothes look just like the ones the NPCs are wearing."

“One maniac with a machete shouldn’t break us!” “Just point me in his direction. I’ll kill it,” Argun growled. “But it’s not about him,” Tabitha said. “It’s about what else is in her mind. Charlene is terrified. She's sixteen. She’s hiding somewhere inside this nightmare. We need to find her. Now.” “There are rules in horror movies,” Odo said. “If we follow them, maybe we survive.” “She’s trapped herself,” Destiny said. “I can’t pull her out. She’s too strong—even in fear.”

He rarely leaves the coven back then because a witch is pretty useless without his magic. The last creatures, and probably the ones with the least regard for morality, are the vampires. The undead. Vampires have always been the topic of the bedtime stories to scare the children in the coven. Growing up, Hiro had heard all of what they could do, how they did it. And he knows every word of it is true. Vampires are ruthless, they fear no gods nor goddesses. Once the daytime fades and bleeds into nighttime, they terrorize the city with their fangs and bloodlust.

“Halloween. All Hallows? I can tell ya it means a lot more than just stuffing fun-size Snickers in your face. Tonight’s the night the world of the dead overlaps with the world of the living. That means if you’re ever going to see a ghost, tonight’s your night! “It’s special for another reason, too,” he said, bending low over one of the footlights to cast eerie shadows across his face. “Twenty years ago on this very night. On this very same stage, a man. The wickedest man this county’s ever known. A fiend who clawed his way out of the crypt and onto the airwaves and into your homes was burned to death in front of an audience. Just. Like. You.” The TVs switched to each showing clips from Satur