Horror Nights Characters Novels & Stories

She ogled at me angrily as tears threatened to dropped down her soft cheek. "Lov–" She hanged up her hand towards me and rushed back to her room. ~~~~ How are you viewing "nightmares" How is this going to end? 😶😶😶😶 ©Lharry's pen

Baron made a funny face and went to his room "Won't you come get a hug, sweetheart?" Dawn called "Leave me alone!!" Baron shouted from his room, feigning anger. Over dinner that night, Juana was moody. As much as she loved and enjoyed celebrating birthdays, she was afraid. It was a regular thing for her to see something mysterious on the right preceding her birthday.

Roo and Fernández looked at each other. “The Major gave his word, did he? And how do you know the Major’ll leave us alone, Carl?” asked Roo quietly. The phone was silent for a moment. “It’s still dark out,” said Roo. “Those undead things—all the ghoulies and ghosties and zonbis—all work a lot better in the dark, don’t they, Gallow?” Even with his ears as bad as they are, Roo heard Gallow swallow, making the speaker crackle again. “Yeah, don’t answer that. I’ve been studying this shit for decades, man,” said Roo. “These . . . things . . . are creatures of the night, of the dark. They don’t like the sun very much.”

The nightmares did not stop. Every night, the ghosts came. My mother, her face twisted into a mask of shadow, her voice accusing. Kaelen, his eyes black, his hands reaching for my throat, his fingers cold. Lorna, her white hair wild, her crown of thorns dripping blood that sizzled where it touched the floor. Marcus, laughing, always laughing, his black eyes watching me from the corners of my dreams, his voice whispering that I would never be free.

“Why, Ms. Thalia?” In a wave of her hand, the chains in Dorrien Ronan’s hand now plummeted onto the floor. “There is always a right timing for everything.” *** Finally, Samhain has come. October 31 and it was the hallowed day for the creatures of the night. The Hunter’s Moon was vibrantly glowing on Halloween Night—Samhain for vampires and werewolves, and even for the Blood Witches also known as the Heathens. Rozelyn managed to recover soon from that heart-stopping situation days ago; less than a day, to be frank.

"I will kill all the members of your family if you do not offer yourself to me. I will bring you to the situation when you will intentionally come to me and plead to save your family members by offering yourself to me." Amara walked helpless towards the haunted mansion. She felt numb and lifeless for the happenings around her. The words of the sage begin to ring in her ears. "It will be the dark night without the moon, the onset of heavy storm and the shrill howls of dogs. There will be an unfathomable clamor present in the atmosphere, the unwelcoming cries of the eagles and the uproar of tumult yowls from everywhere around will be the indication to alert you it was the one and only day in y

Maybe I should see a doctor. My legs felt weak as I staggered to the door. My right hand reached for the doorknob, but it wouldn't open. Gavin had actually locked it from the outside. Not done with my pain, I felt my stomach churning. I hadn't eaten since morning, and it was already 3 pm. Whether I fainted or fell asleep earlier, I don't really remember. I only remember thin flashes and Gavin's punches; after that, everything was dark. I had to get out. I could die if I stayed here.

And just like that, we put up a secret shoot at the Manor, to include a little surprise for Brandon on his grand finale. Brett called me the next day, as the official spokesperson for his boss’ request. There had been no more scuffles or troubles of any kind between the pervs at Quaker Hall and the children crusaders at Tinicum Hall, but they were holding a special summer night event on the 20, the Horror Camp or something like that. The grounds would be brimming with people who would take part in haunted attractions, escape games, and all kinds of fun indoors and outdoors from dusk to dawn, including a ghost hunt in the Mayflower building and Quaker Hall. There would be a ton of security sp

Karen mumble and stagger back all of a sudden eyes appear in the dark,their orbs as red as blood,Karen pretend not to see them and walk anxiously away but they went after her,their body swirling around her like snakes. Karen dodge and fight them and peel them from her body but the creatures appeared to strengthen by that, strengthened by her tussle,it excited them and agitated Karen,they appear like blinding light staggering her from the revealed identity,They were the same as Nevaeh but different in agendas and genders and identities, Nevaeh's are living people while this night creatures are dead,they speak for the dead , messenger of the nights and of the dead but this onces....why are the

“It’s not time.” The beam of the flashlight touched the tent wall where Jake pointed. Something was written there—something in large, streaky red letters. ONLY YOU LAUREN Lauren felt her blood rush to her head and her chest turn ice-cold. The last thing she heard was Jake saying, “Lauren? Lauren?” and then there was nothing else. 24 K aren wasn’t surprised that David wanted to go to bed early that night. It sounded like he and Lauren had done every single thing at the fair—“’cept the haunted house,” he’d said in his most serious voice. “Because Lauren doesn’t like