Romans & histoires Horror Quotation

She walked to the whiteboard, picked up a marker, and wrote in large capital letters, the word IMMORTALITY. "I understand that next week you will be moving away from Shakespeare and jumping into Gothic horror literature ... just in time for Halloween." General interest spiked. Halloween was a favorite holiday for most students. Me? My life was already a nightmare. Who needed costumes when real monsters were already roaming our town? "By any chance, has anyone read The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde?" asked Mrs. Jackson. Students looked around at each other, but no one raised their hand. "How about Bram Stoker's Dracula?"

I'm not so sure about my friends, but there are a lot of people who die in horror movies just because they felt the need to satisfy their curiosity. Goodnight dear reader. This is The Diwata reminding you that, "Curiosity kills the cat..."

The sage called from behind and reminded her before he went back to the penance. The night before she went to bed Veronica heard once again the voice of the monster. "My beauty"....there was that irritating laughter back. "Are you going to sacrifice yourself to end me? Psst! But that is not going to happen anymore. I'm the supreme. There is no weapon yet born on earth to kill me."

Lim, however, lying motionlessly, with his forehead bleeding and the bruises on his neck, worsen. --------- Izzat squinted his eyes in wonder. What the heck is that ugly thing? He saw a creepy old lady suspiciously hovering around Lim, his classmate. The old lady's cackling laughter made Izzat feel goosebumps all over his body. Hah... Why is this college being haunted by something sinister? Why do the things he encountered here carry very dark energy and grievances? Most of the evil spirits here are really malicious, and their malevolence level is lethal. If those being at this level attacked humans, the consequence is deadly.

Sylvia stuck out her tongue at Roxanne. Hmph. Roxanne hummed and diverted her gaze to the lonely road. It's so lonely out here. Sylvia said with a grin. Oh no... don't try what you're thinking. I know that Evil smile of yours. Roxanne half yelled. Hey..what if, I disappear right now...I bet you'll see and feel how it felt when I thought you did. Sylvia started. Lame.. don't tell me, you no longer read horror books. Roxanne mocked.

“The terror that walks by day is not half so frightening as the terror that stalks us in the shadows.” — H. P. Lovecraft. DAMIEN What were they doing here? How did our pack members keep finding us? If they found us this easily… what if the wrong people came next? Gods, my thoughts made me seem so selfish. “Damien, please pass the bandage,” Camellia said softly. I nodded, handing it over without looking up, my leg bouncing restlessly. My nails grazed against my teeth, biting at the edges till they ached, a stupid habit I couldn’t shake.

They entered the house one by one through the window. It was pitch black inside. They turned on their flashlights and lighted up the living room which was full of dust and old things. The atmosphere of the house was very spooky, and only their steps broke the silence inside. Luna felt increasingly pressured and she began to feel something unexplained. "I feel like there are a lot of eyes watching us," she said quietly. Max just laughed, "Stop being so dreamy, Luna. Are you pretending to be a Nancy Drew?" Luna snorted in annoyance at Max.

“…the lady in the shadows…the one who watches you and wants you dead…” As the little girl's words from her vision swept over her,Beth felt a sense of terrifying unease. It was a coincidence,she told herself,nothing more.It was impossible that the little girl and Marcus could be speaking of the same thing,it was just impossible! “The lady in the shadows?”she said,her hands trembling in fear. In her mind she saw herself lying cold and frozen in that casket.

Aaron shrugged, cheeks stuffed with food. Me: “Been a while since I watched a horror movie. Since my life’s basically been one anyway, let’s watch that.” I glanced at him. His eyes widened. Me: “What? Wait—don’t tell me you get scared?” He chewed slowly, swallowed. Aaron: “Of course not! It’s just… my dad used to say it was a bad omen to watch horror movies at night.” I chuckled. Me: “Let me guess—you were a kid when he said that?”

I turn my face back to the TV, raising the duvet to my nose. I wasn’t scared of entering haunted mansions but horror movies were a big no-no for me. You know what I hate about horror movies is the characters, they always act dumb. Like who goes into a dark shed in the middle of f***ing nowhere at night asking if anyone is there? Like why would you do that? Of course, someone is going to be there and jump at you duh, that’s basic knowledge but I guess characters didn’t get the memo. I would never do something like that, ever. You can never even find me in the middle of nowhere at night.