Novel & Cerita Horror Scary Books

I stayed with Adley in her small living room, watching horror movies about creatures that didn’t exist in this world, until darkness smothered the outside world, peeking in through the sheer curtains that made their living room feel all too exposed. “Zombies always give me the creeps.” Adley shuddered, “There’s something so scary about coming back from the dead, having your face and limbs rot like that. Bleh, no thank you.” “I can’t be afraid of zombies, not when things like ghouls and Librarian’s exist.” I let out a hearty laugh, trying to imagine a hoard of zombies maneuvering through the forest at night.

It was cold midnight, the trees and land were covered with snow. The sound of the breeze seems so terrifying and the twigs of dry trees hit with the window like a witch. It creates a more scary sound. There was a silence around which create a frightful environment. A dim light was coming from a 24 storey building window. A girl of age 18 was drowned in her books, making notes under her study table lamp. She feels tired and closed her books while stretching her arms and check the time on her wristwatch. She immediately summed up all her notes and books at the side of her desk when a loud splash on her room window scared her. She opens the window to check but couldn't find anything except the

but before he could make any conclusions, the book was opened by itself, the dark pages kept on flipping none stop as if they were being blown by the wind, only that the room was completely closed with no openings for any wind. Both Sara and the priest were petrified. and in a second, she felt his grip loosen over her hair, followed by the rest of his body collapsing, Sara took a step away from him, not knowing what scared her most, the dark book, or the vicious priest who was lying motionless on the ground with his wide lifeless eyes completely white. he was dead, Sara thought. ripping her eyes off him, she looked at the book which pages were not flipping anymore, taking cautious steps towa

With heavy feet and breathing, I went back for my book. Due to fright, I imagined various scary scenes. I imagined myself being pulled inside the cabinet and brought to the underworld. I imagined being strangled by the lady in red’s hair. I imagined a flying knife aimed my left eye. I shook my head and picked the book in haste. I turned around and saw through the corners of my eyes two hand prints on the floor. My heart beat wildly again. A creaking sound sounded from behind me. It was like a bomb in my ears that made me dashed out of the room and straight ahead the elevator.

" She said and I rolled my eyes slightly. “What do you think I am, 5?? I can't get scared from the letters in the pages of a book plus the real world is a lot scarier than any content that can be found in a book." I said and at that moment I thought about what nearly happened to me some days back. Almost getting raped is like a scene straight out from a horror movie, it's by far the most scariest thing I could think of and I am glad I was able to come out of it with only a bitter taste in my mouth and not an actual emotional scar that would last forever...

Could it be we landed ourselves right amid werewolves? Frantic, I rush and grab as many books as I can. I sit in the corner and just with the first chapter of the first book I open, my fears are proven to be correct!

Standing up from the bed, I dragged my feet to the bookshelf and picked out a history book from there before going to sit on the bed. Opening the book, I almost screamed my lungs out at the image I was welcomed by. There were pictures of wild animals and some were humans with dangerous and scary faces, some had long teeth in their mouths, while some of them had some part of their eyes painted bloodred. I gulped down the lump in my throat, as I flipped the book page by page, checking out the images which getting scarier.

Rita feels a chill run down her spine. Despite her fear, Rita decides to go inside the house. She carefully opens the front door and steps inside. She sees that there's a trail of books leading from the front door, down the hallway, and into the living room. The books are all old and dusty, and some of them look like they haven't been touched in years. Rita follows the trail of books, and as she walks into the living room, she sees something that makes her blood run cold.

Feeling amazed that the Alpha will read something like this, especially knowing that most wolves hate vampires for its history. As Brianna began to slowly crouch and check more, finding other books that are similar to Twilight, like vampire club, vampire moon, and other things, suddenly Brianna felt a sudden wind behind her. ‘A wind?’ she muttered, automatically turning around to find no source as the room had no window. There’s just an old bookcase with a creepy vibe behind her.

She utters after she gulps down some water, and I just nod my head for her to go ahead, not that she would listen to me even if I say that I don't want to listen to her story, anyway. "That's my baby. You will love it, and I promise..." She pauses and wipes her mouth with the napkin on the table before she reclines on the chair, and I know that I'm in for a long talk this morning. "It's actually a book about grim reapers..." My heart wavers fearfully once I hear that name, but I try not to panic. "It's just a story, don't be scared," I assure myself as I gulp down nothing nervously.