Horror Pumpkins Novels & Stories

‘Halloween transformed into disability chronicles. Matt twisted his tongue in revulsion; he stopped inhaling air into his lungs, his body sinking into the Lake, bloodied water entering his nostrils. Almost choked, he eyed the glowing pumpkin opening and closing its mouth; sharpened teeth, craving to gnaw on something or anything which would satisfy its hunger and thirst. Matt identified the pumpkin to be his Gramps. A foreseeable occurrence into hell. The Devil’s power seems to be taking a huge turn, and both Ghosts have decided to eat him raw for sure. A strained light of the moon fell on Matt, illuminating the silhouette’s on the lake. They faded and showed up again making his heart sink i

SSHS 90 It is already the 3rd week of the month of October, and people are already getting excited for the Halloween Event that will take place at the end of the month. In fact, all of the students who were energetic enough to volunteer helped the participating clubs in hanging the banners and placing some scary statues, skeletons, fake spider webs, and all of the things that are themed with Halloween. They even had a mini Pumpkin Carving contest and all of the carved pumpkins will be used as a part of all the displays all over the school grounds, and the winner’s pumpkin will be placed in the centre of the school— where the plaza is located and it is placed in a pedestal where it has a ligh

THE FEAR MERCHANT The Jack-o’-lantern on Roy Wallace’s porch was in desperate need of a Botox treatment. A mere week after Halloween, rot was already hard at work on the toothy grin. The corners of its mouth had drooped into a grimace, and the gourd reeked of sweet decay and old smoke. His face twisting into the same mask of displeasure, Roy didn’t know what to blame: the odor or the house across the street.

Shawn was at the dinner table with his wife when he since someone come in the barrier he called over one of the guard and said'' ''Someone has got into the barrier make sure you kill them unless it a woman'' Shawn the guard ran the vampires land was much darker than moonlight there was only one long bridge to the castle there is a deep moat around the castle the moat is so deep that you can't even see the bottom of them. The vampire uses the moat to put dead body down there the land is cover in thick fog and smell of blood. The moon is red and it doesn't bring much light to the kingdom the castle is made out of black brick it also has a high ceiling. Shawn has an about 15 painting that he pa

She grimaced and slightly shook my arm. "You're with me, right? So why should I be afraid?" I had no choice but to come with her. She smiled at me whenever we heard someone was shouting inside that horror house. As we entered a tiny darkroom, I was walking behind Astrid and warned anyone who was trying to scare her. I immediately noticed the cobwebs that covered all the corners of this room, just like how it was done to any other horror house. There were some spiders that we were threading towards their prey. There were some light bulbs that were being turned on and off by someone just to scare anyone who may enter. I kicked some of the zombies who were hiding behind some curtains. Astrid li

Halloween always brought out the weirdos, but I didn’t expect to be one of them, out here alone in the middle of nowhere, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and decay. My boots crunched on the gravel path, the barn looming ahead, its weathered wood silhouetted against the crimson sky. The rumors called it haunted, a place where people vanished on Halloween night, but I figured it was just small-town nonsense. Still, my heart pounded, a mix of adrenaline and unease. The wind rustled the corn, whispering like it was alive, and I swore I heard something—a low growl, deep and primal, cutting through the night. I froze, camera dangling, my breath visible in the chilly air. The growl came

Then Black charcoal says “Its up to you, Orange Fire to chose the remaining monsters for the five spots that still need filling.” Slowly Orange Fire walks to the front, and stands beside Black Charcoal. “Thank you.” He says, “Okay I would like to take Pinky.” Who is a shiny Pink monster that is quite new? “Pixar.” is a very well trained monster. “Lannister.” is a blood red monster that had recently been killed and come back because they used the wrong weapon. “Fries.” A monster who sort of looks like a French fry steps forward too meet the other monsters “and clips.” Clips is a new monster and is one of the largest monster I have, he also has massive claws. So he will do well in this operati

Lionel and the servants worked hard to get the yard ready for Halloween. They decorated it with pumpkins in creepy expressions. The lights inside made the faces even scarier. Little pumpkins and white ghosts with various expressions were on the right and left of the porch steps. Bats hanging from the ceiling made the atmosphere of the haunted house even more real. The scene contrasted with the unchanged mood of the house. I glanced at my son's room before entering mine. Dashiell wouldn't have anything terrible happened to him. I swore we would live in peace and out of trouble after I avenged my family.

The vines of the pumpkins were plunged deep into the black sludge. "Watch," Martha said. She picked up a rock and threw it into the sludge. The black goo rippled, trying to form a spike to defend itself. But the pumpkin vines reacted faster. They tightened. SQUELCH. The vines pulsed. We saw a bulge of black liquid being sucked up the green stem, traveling into the pumpkin. Inside the pumpkin, a faint, muffled scream echoed. Then, the pumpkin glowed. Not with sunlight. It digested the black sludge and turned it

They just kept coming. "They are zombies!" Jack screamed, reloading. "Tech-zombies!" Sebastian didn't have a weapon heavy enough. He looked at the Nullifier. He looked at Harper. "Do it!" Harper slammed her hand onto the needle. STAB. The machine woke up. HUUUUUUUM. A low, deep vibration began to fill the room. The skulls on the walls started to chatter. "It needs time to charge!" Braun yelled, throwing a Molotov cocktail (made from rubbing alcohol) at the horde. "We have to buy her two minutes!"