Horror Road Novels & Stories

I lowered my gaze to the new studio contract on the table. The address was in the south of the city, by the river, a place where fog gathered more often than not. "I've paid my share too." … On opening day, Tristan came. He did not come inside. He only stood across the street, holding a paper bag. "Do you want to go over?" Wyatt asked. I shook my head. Not long after, the front desk brought up a package. Inside was the repaired fog lamp, and the line "Come home when the fog clears" on the base had been re-engraved.

It was a smooth drive, long and difficult sometimes, but satisfying on my part. But now, I think I'm in trouble because I’ve been on the road all day without passing a single soul or any houses. It’s just endless fields, and it’s nighttime. It’s thundering, so it’s definitely going to rain. What’s worse is that there’s a noise coming from my car engine, and I’m worried it might just stall in the middle of nowhere! For goodness' sake! Does it really have to give up now?! Now that I’m seemingly stranded on the road, it’s scary at night because there aren't even any lights around. It was all endless fields out there! I’m afraid a mutant cannibal might just pop up and kill me in a gory way! Or m

I didn't recognize the route, and a tendril of fear curled in my stomach. "Where are we going?" I inquired, attempting to keep my voice steady. Blair's hands tightened around the wheel. "You'll see," he replied. My stomach was constricted. The movie left me with a sense of dread rather than a positive emotion. We drove out of town. The streets grew strange. Dark. Trees loomed on both sides of the road, their branches extending like grasping fingers. Blair turned down a dirt road. The automobile rocked and jerked, each bump sending a rush of anxiety through me.

His 404 zoomed along on the thin, extremely lonely and well twisted highway located on a remote hill with gorse bushes all around him, sometimes poking onto the road. As he moved, a dark, thick, chunk of dust began accumulating reducing his visibility. He glanced at the side view mirror, there was no vehicle behind his and he was quite sure there was none at his front, too. He was all alone on the stretching, mountainous, narrow and empty lane of Haunted Hart (HH). As he built pressure on the gas pedal, Eallric couldn't help but feel scared, and anxious. He turned on his headlamps as the dark grime that had been coming together in the air had grown darker, keeping the blue sky and golden sun

Lottie POV I sat in the car, my hands gripping the steering wheel tightly as I bombed it down dark country lanes, the night swallowing up the beam of our headlights. The road was a serpentine twist through the heart of nowhere, bordered by looming trees that danced eerily with the wind. It was the perfect setting for a horror movie, but for me, it was just another backroad shortcut. "You are going the wrong way," Liam huffed beside me, his fingers digging into the dashboard and door, knuckles white with tension.

She entered the streets and headed for her house. There were not many cars on the road at this time of night. When she checked the time, it was almost midnight. Her eyes glued to the road, she made a one-way turn. This road is frequently referred to as desolate for good reason. Due to the high number of fatalities on this road, it is not frequently used. She was unaware that it was also rumored to be cursed. She continued to drive, hoping to arrive home soon, when all of a sudden, she noticed red eyes in the darkness out in the distance, and her car veered off the road and hit a nearby rock.

What’s going on? I look up to see that we had nearly hit a Black car that was sitting in the middle of the road but the Uber driver had swerved off the road in time and hit a tree beside the road instead. It was nearly dark with the now thundering rain so I couldn’t see the other car’s plate clearly. My driver seemed to have knocked his head and lost consciousness. We were on the lone road to the mansion. This was just like in those horror movies. I was beginning to get frightened. The car’s time read Seven forty-five pm on the dot. I was always scared of being alone in the dark since I could remember. I tap the driver, trying to shake the driver to wake him up. My heart was accelerating and

Tall grasses are seen on the left side of the road while the bluish ocean is seen on the other side. I'm starting to like the surroundings when we enter an ark with a sign "Welcome to Hallow City" I don't know if it’s only the cold wind but I felt shivers when we passed that sign. Tall trees started to welcome us, the sun started to set, and it started to get dark as we traveled the forest-like road. I decided to close the window because all I see now are trees and grasses. The trees are like those trees that you will see in the horror movies. Sheesh little creepy.

If only he’d be silent and aloof, he’ll be much more handsome than before. Too bad! This man was a total jerk! Hellion humped coldly as she stared daggers to his sturdy back. After walking for too long in the darkness, they finally reached the end of the Road of Cursed Eyes . Hellion gasped as the out of this world sight greeted her pair of eyes. A stone castle covered in thorns can be seen on the horizon while a layer of stairs were elevated towards the castle. The purplish skies became darker and the surrounding was gloomier. It’s as if they were close to the edge of the world where nothingness lies.

“Hit the gas and pray they scatter.” “Right….” There were at least twenty ghouls of all shapes and sizes in front of him, barring the road. I knew the SUV would take them out, but it had to be scary driving through them like that. Brandon didn’t waver, though. Elliott, Aaron, and Margie all positioned themselves so they could shoot out of the windows, which helped some, but there were still plenty of bloodsuckers in the road. Brandon pounded the pedal and flew through them. Most of the Vampires instinctively got out of the way, but one of them shattered the windshield. Another almost took out Elliott as he scrambled to get back inside.