Horror Ocs Novels & Stories

Now, the promise that she could be brought back was all he had left to hold onto. Jason had nothing warm to say to whatever was standing before him wearing Amara's face. "Amara is still Oscar's eldest sister. If he finds out you're using her body, what do you think he'll do? And if I'm reading this right, the thing you people fear most is the Draconox." The other party laughed so hard that Jason began to wonder whether it had simply lost its mind. Then the laughter stopped. "Me? Afraid of Draconox? And who the hell is Oscar supposed to be? I've known more Draconox Archons than you've had hot meals. Don't you know that your godfather was one of them?"

Power rolled from him in waves. Beautiful and terrifying at same time The true monster had stepped out of the man. Kellan shifted beside me, silver-brown, loyal instinct battling something human in his stare. He looked at me once-as if to memorize my face-before throwing himself into the battle The old woman seized my wrist. “Come, child. Not here.” She dragged me behind a toppled pillar while the world became teeth and thunder, in the dark night. Banners ripped, tables overturned - wolves collided like living weapons. I smelled wet stone, blood, fear, and roses crushed beneath sharp claws.

Adom was happy to be back. He had contacted his parents when he was on the bus home and lied about needing to finish some assignments. His body was heating up again, and he had been very uncomfortable on the bus ride. He had taken extra scent neutralizers this time to hide them because he could even smell his own scent. It was very overwhelming, and he felt people stare at him. When he finally came back home, the first thing he looked up was heat symptoms. He had to know if this was what heat felt like, and he had been right. He felt the blood drain from his face as he read about his suppressant not working if he came into contact with your pair. Now everything fell into place. He was starin

They had an extremely busy day but by evening, they were all finally together and complete. To say that Roy and Shirley were traumatized would be an understatement. In fact, everyone of them were scared out of their asses but most of all Mo. She could not forget the sinking feeling she had all day. The fact that she dreamt about the baby every night and would even see the next form of the demon told her that she had a big role to play in this sick fiasco.

He asked as he kept moving forward while Rose kept moving backwards. "You are making me so scared now. You now look like a demon. I shouldn't be scared?" She asked, terrified. "Of course you should! And that was why you shouldn't have offered yourself to me but now that you did, nothing can be done." Said Mr. Evidence as he continued to pull his singlet while walking towards her and Rose never gave up on stepping backwards continuously. "There is no way now. Look! You are close to the wall already. No way to run. Run now if you can. Said Mr. Evidence.

I couldn’t care less about pausing my writing for a while, or spending the whole day going up and down the stairs, for a chance to see him smile at me and maybe even steal away a kiss. He was on a Zoom meeting with his fellow Haunters. Isaac greeted me with a loud hello the moment he spotted me walk into the study, and Brandon made me lean forward by his side to introduce me to the other two, the occultist tech Ted and the skittish Ricky. “Look who’s gonna man the cameras for the interviews,” Brandon said, beaming. “They can’t wait to come back to the Manor.” “And meet you,” Isaac added, winking at me.

Horror filled our features. Our eyes went wide as saucers. Oh sh*t! Sh*t! Sh*t!

His wrinkled face looked like it was crawling with countless wriggling worms. I shuddered and stepped back, whispering to Silvia, "Good thing I've got you. This place is terrifying." She snorted and suddenly shoved me forward, straight toward George. With an icy laugh, she said, "This pretty boy will make a great offering. You're going to love him." Before I could react, George gestured, and several eerie puppets stepped forward to pin me down and drain my blood. A sharp bell rang out, echoing through the night.

Alexander gushes in excitement. "Okay I will come." Rushes Amara. She wanted to get out of the devil's abode some way or the other. Nothing he speaks next goes inside Amara's head. "Alex I am feeling very frightened here. Everybody had gone out to watch a horror movie playing at a nearby theater and I am alone. Could you please come home instead of the driver to pick me?

The House of Vagamor; South of the Realm Olive's POV His grip around my wrist tightened like shackles in the hands of a prisoner. The scent of his fear drifted into my nose, which left me pondering on what he could be afraid of. Father was not the reason for his fear; he'd devoted his youth to killing him. There was something else he was afraid of. Perhaps it could be the Omicrons. It's a new moon, and the Omicrons would be on the prowl to hunt the souls of any supernatural in sight.