Horror Tagalog Stories Novels & Stories

* * * One Night with the Boss - Chapter 1 SA Kalye Ilaw, na mas kilala sa tawag na Baranggay Toma-toma, singkapal ng mga langgam ang mga batang nakakalat sa daanan. Palibhasa napakasikip ng mga tirahang barung-barong na magkakalapit sa magkabilang panig, ang makitid na kalsadang konkreto ay ginawang palaruan, labahan, paliguan, tindahan, pasugalan at lugar ng inuman. Hindi rin nawawalan ng mga basurang nakatumpok sa tabi-tabi at mga dumi ng mga aso sa kungsaan-saan.

********************************************* A/N: bolo - is a large knife of Filipino origin used for agricultural purposes; also used in local martial arts manananggal - a scary winged mythical creature native in the Philippines. It can severe or separate its upper torso and fly. Leaving its lower body behind.

“You should ask Amy. All I know is that we need to perform three cleansings over three days on you and your friend, in order to rid you guys of all your parasites without leaving an open wound. Then, you can come into the Manor, and we can perform the ritual to unchain Ku— the shadow.” He narrowed his eyes. “You had a name for it.” “I call him Kujo.” He tried not to laugh and failed. “Oh, right! Like Stephen King’s novel Cujo!” “Well, he’s big and angry and dangerous like a rabid Saint Bernard, right?” “Right!” He laughed heartedly a moment longer. “Sorry. You’re just full of surprises, young lady.” “Go figure, old man.” He elbowed me, laughing out loud again. When he calmed down, he took an

Dad says quickly as Ken's mouth falls open. Then he shifts his eyes to me, and I see the same fear my dad had when mom got sick in his eyes. "Baby girl, I'm so so sorry. I failed. I took you to the office to expose you to politics, but I exposed you to those supernatural monsters. I'm sorry I called you a liar, honey. It was just the easiest way to relax, Officer Curtis.....What you saw was real. Five supernatural species co-exist on this Earth with us. The most dangerous being vampires and werewolves. The others have never been seen. They keep to themselves or use magic to stay hidden I don't know which. The day I took you to the office, one of the werewolf's leaders was there. He wor

sera pov "Curses, monsters, ghosts, the underworld, armies of witches, sacrifices, legends, werewolves, moonlight magic, they were legends that no one believed in and I didn't believe in these things until I went to that island and my voyage of exploration turned into a real tragedy I don't know if I would have survived or not” It was just a quest to explore some treasure I didn't know that everything would change; My beliefs, thoughts and even my life have changed since I arrived on that island. writing this now so that if I die, I want the world to know all that has happened to me and all that WIC is doing and its plans to take over humanity and the world. My name is sera and this is what

Rumors also had it that one time a hunter from the woods passed by one night, he heard loud cries of a woman coming from the manor. From then on, like North Ridge, the mention of De Noir manor would bring horror to the townspeople. Every time a mother reprimanded her children, one would often threaten to bring them to the said places if they remained unfilial. However, many years had passed and more exaggerated stories were made that were too outrageous to be true. Another blast of breeze came and the wind chimes of the De Noir manor continued to move, creating rather disturbing noises.

The one used in creating the zombies. He shone his eyes in terror immediately. "An X-blood is here. Master must hear of this!" He picked the maggot and a smile curled around his lips.

I remember when I was in the sorcerer's house in the night almost get carried away by the ghost in the night of Tortuga, I remember when I and my friends where having a nice and enjoyable Halloween Night party with our costumes before the arrival of the Black cults. I remember my parents and started crying...I started weeping but... couldn't weep out as there is no one to be of my aid here instead I would even get into more danger my giving a sound to show that am downstairs to anyone close to where is am. I feel lost, tired, weak as I haven't eaten for three days and the last thing I ate was a fruit, Apple I guess. As I was down depressed, weeping and thinking about my life, I hear a sound

Xavier joked. "According to my grandfather, a month after the boy's death, students started missing. They were all found dead in the woods a week or two after. They dubbed the serial killer as Sunnyville Reaper. And, from what my grandfather told me, your parents are one of those kids who bullied him." The student said before leaving. Even Xavier who always care less about anything around him fell silent. He could never imagine that his mother would be involved in something so dark like that.

It was just enough to make them believe it completely. Hence, they gradually stopped worrying about the 400,000-dollar debt. They did not realize they were like the frog in the pot. If a frog fell into boiling water, it would jump out immediately. However, if the water was heated slowly, it would not notice the danger until it was too late. They were like those two frogs now. I was the one controlling the water temperature. Their fate was in my hands. … That weekend, I packed my bag, got on a bus, and returned to the familiar little alley. Then, I heard someone shout.