Horror Stories 2 Novels & Stories

After two days of high temperatures and intense boredom, he remembered the three books. Sam pulled out the one with the Mummy on the cover, because it looked the most innocuous. It was entitled the Ninth Pan Book of Horror Stories. He wasn’t the least bit prepared for what he found inside. The first three stories involved emasculation, murder and burning at the stake. In his fevered state Sam felt he was not only watching the characters’ suffering, he was experiencing it along with them. He flung the book at the wall and then hid it again, wishing he could burn it like Jinnot, the young girl in the third story who was burned alive.

Patty groaned with visible frustrations on her face. " Let's just tell some horror stories." My eyes lightened up as I hear horror stories. I love horror stories too. Sheena usually tells me something about horrors. At first, I'll cover my ears and pretend I didn't hear anything from her but sooner it wonders me and catch my interest. I sometimes read one-shot horror stories.

Not after the bond we completed. But the moment Raven finishes telling me what the Hallow said, the moment she whispers he said you have to die, I know we can’t stay here. Not another hour. Not another minute. I hold her tighter, letting her breathe against my chest until the shaking stops. When she finally lifts her head, her eyes are still red, still scared, still glowing faintly with magic.

“Gem!” She dashed through each room, her heart pounding in her chest until she finally stumbled upon the horrifying scene. There lay Gem, lifeless, in a pool of blood, and her holes destroyed. It was the same as Mike and Reed. Before Red could take the next breath, the haunted mansion vanished along with her friends' dead bodies, leaving her frozen and gasping for breath. With the help of a passerby, she was able to return home. As soon as she got there, she told her mother about her pregnancy, and before her father got back from work, they escaped Hamlet together.

She stuttered moving two steps backward, it was like a beast from hell as it bared its fangs at her growling aggressively "Please..please...don't hurt me, please, PLEASE!" The beast sank its teeth into her neck as she screamed and thrashed about for help. However, an eerie silence followed soon after as the beast ripped her to shreds and feasted on her corpse. It was the second day and its sixth murder at Hallow Grove.

Horror struck me like lightning, and I knew then that my worst fears had come true - my old pack and family had been brutally wiped out. “Hallie get back here now.” Hugh ordered me as he and Alpha Arnie chased after me, attempting to calm me down, but it was too late. I was already consumed by a need to uncover the truth. Ignoring their calls, I sprinted onward, disappearing into the maze of corridors within Moonstone Manor. Each corner I turned revealed more and more lifeless bodies, my heart breaking with every sight. The hallways felt suffocating, as though every step I took was leading me deeper into a twisted nightmare.

Alicia, covered her face with the blanket. Trying to protect her from fear. Fear of two things... of what happened in the next room... and a fear of the man in the same room as her. She'd be better off dealing with the annoying Alex... The damage is manageable and preventable.. but if it's a ghost. She raised her hand. "You hijacked my room, Ca!" He protested. "Whatever!" She shouted. Haha... Alex is still laughing, Alicia's behavior is really cute and funny. It turns out that there are benefits to telling Alicia horror stories.

I’d heard there were places where you could rent the tapes for a lot less than what they cost to buy, but it hadn’t changed my mind. I started towards the doorway with the curtain but stopped short by the tapes next to it. This section was at least twice the size of all the others. The covers of these boxes were all screams and knives. Bloody chainsaws and heaving breasts. The sign resting here was carefully drawn in black gothic type letters, each dripping red: “Horror.” Hanging by a piece of tape off every other shelf were letter-sized flyers exactly like the ones that man was putting on windshields out at the Farm and Fleet. I peeled one off to get a closer look.

Even the two zombies that were fighting had stopped. They heard the chuckling sound of the short thickset man and it sounded irritated to them. "Now, that is better!" He smirked and started walking up to them. Willow and Igor could not believe the discovery that they just made. The zombies were afraid of the light! Willow's brain started working fast. The zombies were afraid of light, that was why the lights used for the Halloween show were dimed bulbs. The underground tunnel was also dark too. She immediately knew that they had a lot to explore in this tunnel before going back home.

She was lying in bed asleep unknowing of the darkness that was at the foot of her bed. She stirred, awakening from her slumber, her subconscious feeling the hard eyes staring at her. She sat up feeling uneasy as she reached for the glass of water beside her bed hands shaking as her fingers got nearer to the the glass, it dropped and smashed to the floor, water spattered all over the floor. She felt goosebumps, hair raising at the back of her neck. She gripped the blanket up to her neck and shouted, "I know you are here Hannah! What do you want from me?!" Suddenly, she felt the air getting colder and the spattered water splashing softly as footsteps are heard going near her. Slowly, the water