Horror Things Novels & Stories

“Yeah, there were these... monsters. They were seriously scary. They were pacing in front of a circle of crucifixes holding dead bodies. I think one of them smelled me. I ran before it could reach me.” Amara nods her head. “I think I know what you're talking about. Was it carrying an ax?” I nod. “Yeah, it was horrifying. I ran as soon as it spotted me. Do you think there are more of those things out here? Because there were a lot of them guarding that circle of crucifixes.” I ask, even though the idea of knowing the truth freaks me out. Amara shrugs. “I don't know. But I do know that there are other scary things that we have to watch out for. The last time I was here, I fell into a river of

I have only 3 days left before miss Lauretta throws me out. I went to collect the bill for his meal,his girlfriend is a talkative. She talks like a parrot,I made to collect it as soon as my hands touched his,I felt a tingling sensation, I quickly took the money and left. He stood up and left. I counted the money,while counting it I saw a note.. "COUNTRY CITY MALL...7PM" Oh my god he left a note,he wanted to see me. I contemplated going. I didn't know him enough but, risks are meant to be taken .

"Thanks so much." Logan gave the old female some coins before they left and continued their tour. "This is the territory of the Clan of the ghost" he uttered pointing at the huge kingdom before them. "Stop Danny" he commanded and Danny did. "Wow, looks terrifying. Any mortal will shit in his/her pants if they sight this kingdom." "Lol. Nothing is terrifying here. Just vultures, skulls, Red pieces of clothes, spiders, snakes, and rumbling of the sky." "Is that all you see? And who told you there aren't mortals who got phobia for spiders and snakes? Also, do you think it's everyone that can bear the different sounds going on?"

"Shit!" I clung to my Phantom Scooter's half-dead handlebars, flying over a hallway smeared with who-knows-what slime. Dashboard screamed in blood-red: 00:59. A literal death timer. "Overtime termination! Terminate my ass!" I roasted the system six ways to hell and floored it like I was chasing a warp zone. Third floor. Haunted High. The emergency lights flickered puke green over a ghost girl brushing her hair, back turned, dress in tatters.

Down the hill, a battle was raging. Not soldiers and rebels. Not anything human. Real monsters—grotesque, impossible things straight out of every horror movie I’d watched in the last century. Hulking beasts with claws like scythes, wings blacker than ash, fangs glinting in the light. They tore into armored men who screamed and fought desperately, their blood turning the sand dark. “No…” I murmured, shaking my head. “No, this can’t be. There must be a mistake somewhere.”

Jessica's voice went dead serious. "This manor has thirty floors. The monsters on the lower floors? They're simple. Predictable. They work on pure instinct. Learn their patterns, and you can survive. Treat them like traps. But the higher you go... the ones at the top are a different breed entirely. They won't just kill you. They'll shatter your sanity in seconds. They'll show you what true terror really is." "She's right," Brad chimed in, his smile turning predatory.

I could feel something staring at me from the darkness behind my back. “He’s here…” I forced myself to stay calm long enough to ask, “Who?” “The boss. The most terrifying existence in the horror game.” I nearly forgot how to breathe. My head turned, mechanically, like rusted machinery grinding into motion. In the distance stood a man dressed in black robes. Half of his face was hidden beneath a bronze mask as he silently watched us. Every step he took caused the mandrake flowers embroidered on the curtains to glow brighter. By the time he got to the center of the stage, black-red liquid began dripping from the flowers, releasing a thick metallic stench into the air. With a raise of his hand,

Only my dreams lately have not been normal. “There are solid corpses around, the forest area is flooded with blood. Wherever you step, you stumble upon the bodies of brutally murdered creatures. There are not only werewolves and lugars here, no less lycans and even people. Looks like hunters. I wander across the field, not believing in the horror that I see. Everything looks so frightening that it cannot be reality. Bloody mess from our supernatural world. These are the consequences that will follow if something is not done.” I woke up as if I had been doused with boiling water. Pain for the creatures spread throughout the body, reverberating with the beating of the heart in the temples. She

"In the darkest hours of the night, when you least expect it, my presence will seep into your consciousness like a vile contagion. The specter of your wrongdoing will become a malevolent poltergeist, tearing at the fragile threads of your sanity." The room became a chamber of horrors, a stage set for a grotesque play of vengeance. Shadows danced upon the walls, whispering their secrets of torment and despair. The air turned fetid, tinged with the stench of impending doom, as my threat enveloped the very essence of Leo's being, clawing its way into the recesses of his mind.

The sight before Lisa was both haunting and macabre. Two lifeless bodies lay sprawled on the forest floor, their contorted forms telling a tale of violence and death. The stench of decay hung heavily in the air, assaulting her senses and intensifying her feelings of horror and disgust. She approached cautiously, her steps hesitant, unwilling to disturb the grim tableau before her. The moon's feeble light cast eerie shadows, painting a ghastly portrait of the lifeless figures. Lisa's heart raced, her mind racing to comprehend the ghastly scene unfolding before her eyes.