Japanese Horror Legends Novels & Stories

He’s deathly afraid of foxes, or more specifically, the old legends of the kitsune: an odd thing to fear, but whatever. “Why is he already screaming?” Logan asked as Miyazaki started to cower and scream without me even touching him. “He’s currently living his greatest nightmare. I hope you don’t mind, but I did use Suzu’s image for the nightmare. He’s cowering from her. In his mind, he’s seeing her morph from a human woman to ta malevolent kitsune.” I explained, focusing on making the nightmare more intense.

"What else should we be doing if we're not alive, playing dead? you're exaggerating things a lot." "it seems as if you've been away from hell for more than a thousand years for you not to understand the kind of situation we were in just now. that woman once killed a demon for stepping on her shadow while walking!!!" the two bloodsuckers were standing near the counter, listening to the comments of these demons who are unafraid of death. ........

He pauses before continuing with that slithering accent like something you would hear in a horror story or someplace in the darkest parts of Europe, “Have you ever wondered if the things that go bump in the night really exist? Or if they are a figment of your imagination?” Getting more creeped out by the second, I keep staring at him and then find that I can speak again. Before I utter an answer, I raise my hand up to my forehead and wipe a strand of my blonde hair out of my eyes so I can concentrate. “Sure, I have always been intrigued by the forces of darkness, but do they really exist as they do in my novels and dreams?”

After a few minutes more the candle lights came on again while the owls returned. I waited to watch in alert and zero seconds. The new vampires stood up in their immortal forms, all in a separate species from the other. They were all physically different. The first one looked very similar to the joker, only this one had fangs, longer nails, a deadly face that made him look like an angry bat, short, red-skinned, and a very huge head. I quickly recognized that one to be the night prowler. He was of the Yara-ma-yha-who breed. An ancient breed common in Japan.

If an outsider comes here suddenly, he or she will shit their pants with fright and terror, bodies of children, women, men, and even animals are lying dead in the ground or hanged upside down in some places… some of them are drown in their blood and internal organs, while others having some bites in their heads, legs and arms, or most of them was eaten hole, what left of them is just some bloody boots …. However, the weird part is that their bodies start to rise from the ground surrounded by some dark green energy slithering toward them and molding their bodies and creating some missing parts of their body, transforming them into some sort of beast like wolves, after some time, all villagers

Flipping to the first page she skimmed the text. 'Vampiric entities exist in cultures across the world. Hysteria follows the legends of these phantoms, causing mass burnings and hangings of suspected vampires. Every culture has its own lore regarding vampires. These malevolent spirits would contaminate the living by biting them and drinking their life force to sustain their own.' This gave Layla pause as she remembered Atreus' elongated canines. She chewed her lip softly as she read on.

On the highest mountain in the woods, as the wind blew strongly rustling the trees, and the blue rays from the full moon illuminated the landscapes and grasses, two figures could be seen, completely naked speaking in hushed whispers. “It’s getting worse by the day. I am worried about what to do. Blood will be shed…. lots of it” One of the two figures, the female who was still sweating and panting after hours of running in the woods. Her companion shook his head slowly, and wrapped his arms around her. “It won’t get to that my love. I am sure it won’t’

S-Sophie is one of the legendary goddesses? "So did Sophie survive because she was half a vampire?" Clarence asked. "Yes, but it is also possible because she was a legendary goddess. Because one of the powers of the legendary goddess is immortality. " So the king said. When a creature is a legendary goddess, it means you are higher than the Queen of Goddesses. When you are a legendary goddess, it means you are the GODDESS OF ALL GODDESSES. "So it means that Sophie is the woman referred to in the prophecy? A half-vampire and half-wizard. The first legendary goddess who was a half-vampire and half wizard, and she was also the strongest of all legendary goddesses in the world." I asked, and the

“Oh, so you won’t come out? Fine. Then I’ll smash all your d*mn flowers!” He stormed forward and stomped the flowers into pieces. At that moment, I suddenly remembered something Lucas once told me. In horror games, players who refused to participate usually died horribly. Back then, I thought he was just making up stories, but it seemed like maybe I really should’ve believed him. “Sir, wait, don’t–” Before I could finish my sentence, the crushed flowers suddenly regenerated. On top of that, they grew larger and larger until the enormous petals swallowed the man whole. A scream rang out, and then silence fell. All that remained on the ground were two severed limbs and a pool of blood.

With courage and boldness, Robert mallow shouted with the bottom of his voice. "Help us O lord from this difficulties, oh the ancestors grant us the supernatural power" Robert mallow dow down in tears and all the Bingle soldiers do the same. Suddenly, the haven changes and a very big shadow appears in the sky. The shadow was so bright that no one could raise their head to view. Only the legend of the jungle raised his head and disappeared in the battlefield. Few minutes later, Robert mallow appears with a thunder in his eyes and an axe in his hand, everyone bowing down for him and hailing him a legend of the jungle……..