Japanese Horror Legends Novels & Stories

Abi said with so much courage. "Are you sure? What if I tell you that the land in which you momentarily just entered is ruled by a Vampire lord, will you be scard or petrified? That his subject are all Vampires, some races known as demons and then a confranity tribe called the witches. Will you still want to stay or back out completely?" Zeres eyes studied her expression which didn't change at all. "You had already told me that you were an actual devil. What's more worst than being a devil? I don't go back on my words."

“This monster is insane!” “Preposterous.” “Anha is just a legend, boy. So was that woman.” “I believe Anha has been living among us for a very long time, switching bodies whenever the one he had been using is no longer suitable for him. Ah, and the most interesting part about this: the disease is latent on humans, from a time when the Hova and humans still mated. This means that those deaths you attribute to other diseases could just be the manifestation of it in the blood. Those who are born with it react differently, which is why we have sharper teeth and increased strength. But I believe that it can appear on a human, at a later stage of their lives.”

Then I turned to Miranda, changing the conversation ‘Miranda, there is something Athan told me while we were on the balcony. He spoke about a kidnapping ring known as the black hood which likes to take purebloods. Do you know anything about them? ‘That’s scary. People do this.’ Jissa retorted. ‘It is. Really. I feel so scared for our kind. When have we become so debased to fight and kill one of our kind? My elder used to tell me stories about our debacles with the vampires and sometimes witches. I have never heard about in-fighting amongst werewolves. It is sad.’

“Well, that’s the monster hunter. What do you think? Dean, you have anything?” “Nothing good. I’m afraid this is one of three tomes that were stolen years ago. The mage they were stolen from never finished his work before he died. So, we have worked up a little to combat this. But they brought a hunting party through. I’ve not been able to find the size of the party. Or whether they are light or dark fae.” Lue snorted and looked up. “Light or dark doesn’t matter. It’s just levels of nasty when we wash the laundry and take out the trash.”

“I don’t know yet.” Jameson scoffed. “Great. “So, if I understand correctly—we’re going to destroy an ancient Council that has been running the supernatural world for centuries, and at the same time, fighting off some kind of primordial horror that happens to be living in Lena’s head at the moment?” I sighed. “That about sums it up.” Jameson rubbed a hand over his face. “Fantastic.” Soraya, who had so far kept quiet, sighed. “It’s possible.”

Muhammad and Susan exchanged a nervous glance, then followed, hesitant steps down the confined passage. At the end of the corridor, a vast, doorless room loomed before them. A crimson glow, like boiling blood, pulsed outward, the air grew scorching, and sweat dripped freely from their foreheads. They stepped inside... the ceiling vanished, revealing the night sky screaming with stars. The polished black stone walls reflected the firelight like infernal mirrors. In the center of the room yawned a vast pit where the endless flames raged, producing thick smoke that clawed into their lungs. From within the pit rose a **legendary**—its height reaching the heavens, soaring over eleven feet. Its bo

"I will kill all the members of your family if you do not offer yourself to me. I will bring you to the situation when you will intentionally come to me and plead to save your family members by offering yourself to me." Amara walked helpless towards the haunted mansion. She felt numb and lifeless for the happenings around her. The words of the sage begin to ring in her ears. "It will be the dark night without the moon, the onset of heavy storm and the shrill howls of dogs. There will be an unfathomable clamor present in the atmosphere, the unwelcoming cries of the eagles and the uproar of tumult yowls from everywhere around will be the indication to alert you it was the one and only day in y

Modern, furnished and beautiful and looking new everyday although the house was five years old already. Juana's coffee was transparent, lot of water,lot of sugar, no milk. So she could see her face while sipping at it. Her big blue eyes were a bit undefined, her expression showed fear with a mixture of helplessness and unusual calm. Then the dream came again. Avocado. Garden. Branch. Third branch. Corpse dripping with blood. Loose. Screaming. Empty House. Dream. "Oh my goodness" she sighed, dropping her half empty mug. She tried to make meaning out of it, but it was a little creepy..

She was out for blood. “You know of Hati and what we actually do,” said Kenji at last. “The Hati wolf of Norse mythology represents darkness. That is what we are. We are not upholders of justice. We merely have the responsibility to protect Japan and the order of the world from crumbling in the shadows. In order to achieve that, we operate in darkness, unknown to everyone.” Kenji glanced at Yuri briefly before walking down the hallway with Yuri close at his heels.

Jonas had no choice but to stop. "This is my true form," said the woman, realizing Jonah's confusion. Following this, she thundered her fingers, and they both appeared in a camp. The place looked poor, and there were barely four tents. When Lucifer and Jonah appeared, they saw a little man with no hands and legs, who was wallowing on the ground, similar to chickens when they decide to bathe in puddles of earth. When he saw him, he crawled quickly like a worm, until he entered the biggest tent, he seemed afraid.