Horror Papyrus Novels & Stories

Confused by her presence, Not knowing what to do Pepper Rei could sense That something was not quite right And she fought the urge To take flight From this pale, blond, tiny thing So she hurried a step away And before she could track Her way back To the first floor, Well! She was on Eight, With a suddenness, She saw a looming figure fade. Zombie Ghosts? Now, with an urgency to save her life She screamed at the top of her lungs Waking all the after-lives Behold! They screamed with her To start the fright In Missy who couldn't stop sobbing Her eyes teary and her nose Red. Pepper Rei felt the dread Creeping up her back, When she saw Hundreds and Thousands of shapes, Reaching her tacke

The realization sent a chill down my spine as I struggled to comprehend the horror that awaited us. I struggled to make sense of Peter's words, feeling overwhelmed by the horror that awaited us. The idea that the rogue Lycan had transformed its victims into bloodthirsty creatures seemed unimaginable. My mind raced, desperately trying to grasp the gravity of the situation. "But you said in the beginning that there were dead bodies in the woods." I stammered, trying to piece together the puzzle.

screamed Anthony, terrified, “you need to see this.” Hansly and Dmitri ran to a room around the corner of the hallway to see the rest of the men gathered inside a large study. It was the smell that caught Dmitri first. A thick, unbreathable stench of death filled his nostrils which closed his throat and his eyes stung. He made his way into the study and knew that this memory would be burnt into his brain for as long as he breathed. Headless torsos stripped of most of their flesh hung on the walls along with decaying arms, legs and heads like trophies, paintings made with blood glued to the walls and even photographs of Werewolves, Vampires, Witches and other supernatural beings being torture

The red-clad female ghost had once slaughtered an entire room of players in three seconds, then hung their corpses upside down from tree branches with red silk, creating a forest of dangling bodies. The Scissorhands monster had skewered more than a dozen people together, stirring their organs with his blades until they dissolved into a pile of flesh. As for the warden, he locked each team inside separate rooms and released over a dozen ghosts among them, forcing them to betray one another in desperate attempts to survive. In the end, every single one of the players was torn to pieces. All the players knew was that the bosses' methods were monstrously cruel. What they didn't know was that tho

"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

Am I right? ‘Well it doesn’t matter now, does it? He isn’t sixteen anymore.’ ‘Oh I am right. Now let me tell you how sorry you will be. Forget about just the campus knowing, how about I write a little essay on social media? Facebook being the first stop and the pictures from your and Billy’s past sexual experiences will trend all over instagram. Let’s wait and see how pretty little miss perfect will fix that with her morals.’ ‘You are bluffing. You don’t have anything against me and I won’t fall to your stupid scare tactics.’

I remember when I was in the sorcerer's house in the night almost get carried away by the ghost in the night of Tortuga, I remember when I and my friends where having a nice and enjoyable Halloween Night party with our costumes before the arrival of the Black cults. I remember my parents and started crying...I started weeping but... couldn't weep out as there is no one to be of my aid here instead I would even get into more danger my giving a sound to show that am downstairs to anyone close to where is am. I feel lost, tired, weak as I haven't eaten for three days and the last thing I ate was a fruit, Apple I guess. As I was down depressed, weeping and thinking about my life, I hear a sound

I gulped down the lump in my throat, as I flipped the book page by page, checking out the images which getting scarier. After flipping like ten of the pages, I stopped abruptly as I sight something. 'History of vampires' was written boldly on one of the pages, and for some unknown reasons, I found myself getting curious about the previous images and the write-ups, and to clear my curiosity, I was forced to check the content of the book.

Fear clawed at her chest, but she refused to surrender. Gathering every ounce of courage she possessed, she lunged forward again. The paper was so close now, almost within her grasp. As she strained, something else stirred tiny legs skittered across her skin. Dozens of small insects crawled over her arm, their movements frantic and repulsive. She bit back a scream. Just a little more… She squeezed her eyes shut for a heartbeat, steeling herself, then thrust her hand forward and seized the paper. At that exact moment, a horrifying face materialized directly in front of her an eyeless, floating apparition, its features twisted in silent agony. Hollow sockets stared where eyes should have been,

She laid it in front of me and began pacing around the office. “You don’t understand. I get that. They all sound like a bull when you don’t know them. So we’ll cut to the chase. To make things more... understandable, let's say, all the legends are true.” She paused and waited for me to react, when I stared blankly at her, she gestured to the giant scroll she placed in front of me. On uncertain moves, I reached for it and flipped the old cover to reveal very, very, very disturbing pictures. “Oh my God!” I whispered when my eyes laid at the portrait of a vampire, and a blood-pet.