Horror Ocs Novels & Stories

“Every lash is another nail in his coffin. The pack needs to see his fear, his desperation. They need to feel his fist tighten until they can’t breathe. Then, they’ll be ready to bite the hand that suffocates them.” “They’re scared, Austin,” Marcus had chimed in, his broken nose making his voice even more gravelly. “But they’re also starting to get angry. Real angry. The ‘accidents’ happening to Roric’s enforcers.... people are talking. They’re saying a ghost is back. A Kaelen ghost, come to clean house.” A ghost. I almost smiled at that. Let them think what they wanted. As long as it sowed chaos. Selena, my Freckles, was my other pair of eyes and ears, a silent, deadly wraith moving through

Her lips quivered as she spoke. "This is the haunted forest, known to house cursed bloods!" Cursed? That damn word again, and from the maid's lips, it was horrifying. So there was a place like this that existed. I gasped in awe. The thick forest across the road looked like anything but cursed—it was haunted. The branches were thick, and thorns and weeds grew hand in hand. Birds perched on tree trunks, chirping loudly. They weren't ordinary birds, but crows, known to announce death, according to Blood Moon pack lore.

Blood gushed from their necks in thick crimson streams, as if they had been slashed by a cold, merciless blade. The officer froze, his hand shaking violently, his eyes wide with raw terror. He raised his weapon again, spun toward every shadow, and scanned every remaining room in frantic despair. But they were all empty... all silent. As he turned to leave, he suddenly found Amal standing directly behind him, her gaze fixed on the bodies in the living room, her face slowly transforming into a mask of terror. Startled by her sudden appearance, the officer instinctively aimed his pistol at her just as Amal allowed a piercing scream to shatter the silence. Her scream wasn't confined within the w

Blood all over the walls! [Sister_Sarah]: Dear God... that poor boy, his insides were... [Veteran_Frank]: My fear level is already at 55%. We're all going to die at this rate! [Seminary_Student_Mark]: And the guy on the tenth floor! He stepped into his room and just... vanished! Not even a body left! [Livestream Chat] [Hahaha, the noobs' fear levels are skyrocketing.] [It's only the first night and so many are dead already.]

I never realized how peaceful humans look when they are in the depths of deep slumber. Just by looking at one you would think all well within the world, and maybe it is but not in my world. As I watch Sky sleep I realize two things, one being that I have finally embraced the fact that I'm a nonhuman and the other is that for the first time in my life I am truly scared. For the last few days all I have been feeling this intense fear, gut wrenching fear that at any moment one of the demons after me would come and kill the love of my life. Hence why I have been watching him sleep and basically following him around for days now.

It was still very early and I was ready to go to college, my parents were still asleep and I had to take advantage of that to leave but I couldn't help feeling insecure, I watched the horror house through my side window and I didn't see any suspicious movements. I was eager to confront Margaret yet the opportunity had not presented itself.

"Uh...you guys, don't hate me because I'm a...you know." "Well. It was a 'little' scary to find out that you're an Omega Vamp," Kairos shrugged with an easing smile. "But you're the first and only Omega I've ever met. And...you're not so bad to be around." Scarlett raised a convinced grin before turning to the raven-haired Werewolf Halfling, her grim slightly faltering. "Shawn?"

Oceans p.o.v. Gregory doubled over as if in pain, before I could react he had transformed into his shaggy brown wolf and was howling to the sky "Gregory, what's wrong?" "Ocean, it's Desert and Lanna they went into the forest and didn't come back and now Sky cant contact Desert" fear settled deep in my stomach "I'm on my way" I rush over to Gregory "Gregory, come on we need to go, Lanna and Desert need us"

Minnow spitted venomously with lips curled over teeth. Saylor's glare fell on his lap, and his shoulders slumped. He knew better than to try to speak to her at this moment. "We recruit a new hunter each year," Cecil said calmly over his shoulder. "Hunter? What do we hunt?" Minnow turned to her father for answers. "Well, we hunt, um." He stuttered. His eyes searched his wife. Dovie rolled her eyes. " We hunt werewolves and other supernatural beings," she said simply without batting her perfectly styled eyelids. Instead, she continued flicking through the stack of papers in front of her.

By the time I got back to the packhouse, it was already after dark and I went into the living room where Lucas, Jude and Aria were watching the News. I wasn’t wrong about the riots. Cities all over the country were going up in flames. They were actually filming humans being attacked and killed by vampires. I was watching Lucas as he was fixated on the TV and I could see how intensely he was watching the TV. But it was now sunrise, and the vampires were running from the scenes of these riots. Running back to their hideouts so they didn’t burn in the sun. That was the only reprieve that we were going to have at the moment.