Liminal Spaces Scary Novels & Stories

“Oh, come on. Don’t tell me you’re scared?” His jaw tightens. “I just don’t see the point in paying to get traumatized.” I grin, grabbing his wrist and dragging him toward the entrance. “Too late. No refunds.” “It’s not your money.” “Your money is my money, baby.” Before he can argue, we step inside — and the darkness swallows us whole. Fog creeps along the floor, eerie whispers echo from hidden speakers, and somewhere in the distance, something scratches against the walls. Liam walks stiffly beside me, arms crossed, eyes darting like he’s waiting for something to attack.

His touch was a rare comfort in the midst of the chaos, and I found myself focusing on his presence, trying to draw strength from it. “So, what’s your go-to scary movie?” I asked, attempting to shift my focus. Just then, a menacing figure with a knife appeared in front of us, tilting its head in a grotesque manner. I instinctively recoiled, brushing against Darius’s body in the process. The figure passed us with a ghostly grace, clearly enjoying the fear it evoked. I felt a cold shiver sweep through me, and goosebumps pricked my skin, a familiar sensation reminiscent of the unsettling feeling I got before summoning a storm.

The art was more graphic, more violent, and more disturbing. Lila felt a chill run down her spine as she surveyed the room. It was like something out of a horror movie, a twisted nightmare that she couldn't wake up from. Suddenly, she heard footsteps behind her. Lila spun around, heart racing, and found herself face to face with Alexander. "What are you doing here?" he demanded, his voice low and dangerous. "I was just... I was exploring," Lila stammered, feeling like a child caught with her hand in the cookie jar.

The sounds of distant footsteps and muffled voices echoed through the corridors, a haunting symphony that sent a chill down his spine. Sabastine's steps were measured, almost hesitant, as if he feared awakening the ghosts of his past. The fluorescent lights above flickered intermittently, casting eerie shadows that danced along the barren walls. His fingers brushed against the cool surface, a sensation that sent a shiver through his body. He had tried to escape this place, to leave it all behind, but here he was, back within its unforgiving embrace.

I don’t know if I have mentioned this before but there are a lot of them in the lobby just staring out into space as if they are all sleeping. A shy movement on my leg made me aware that there’s a scorpion crawling up my leg. Before I got the chance to shake it off, it stung me with its tail. I flinch, but I did not make much of a sound out of fear of catching the attention of the hypnotized people. Right. As long as I remain quiet, they won’t notice me.

That scared me. Lillia’s fingers tightened into the sheets. Memories of the moments after she read the note flashed along with the cold, dark suffocating pull. “It was scary.” She sighed quietly into the dark. “I was losing control of my body, and slipping away to somewhere very dark and cold and— —It smelt like death. Fenris cut in. I know. “And I could hear you too, but your voice got distant with the passing moment.” That was because I was disappearing. Fenris pressed in closer, warm and steady. If I had lost you again—

Limene shifted inside me, restless, her fur bristling, her instincts sharper than mine. I felt it again—that strange presence. I couldn’t see it, I couldn’t smell it properly, but I could feel it. Like eyes that refused to blink. Like a shadow that refused to move away. It wasn’t close enough to touch me, but the horror it carried pressed into my bones. Limene’s low rumble echoed in my head, a soft warning that she also sensed it. “It seems far,” she whispered into my thoughts, “but don’t let your guard down.”

Something dangerous. Lucien glanced at me, his eyes narrowed. “You feel it too, don’t you?” I nodded. “Something’s wrong. I can’t explain it.” He clenched his jaw, looking ahead with a determined expression. “Keep moving. We’re close.” But as we pressed forward, the world around us began to shift. The ground beneath our feet seemed to ripple, and the very air distorted. Suddenly, we were no longer standing in the ruins. Instead, we found ourselves in a vast, darkened hall, the walls stretching up into an infinite abyss. The space was vast, a place beyond time, where nothing felt real.

All the moments he made me feel special and safe, angry but also loved and wanted. I open my eyes and a gig and mention appeared in front of my eyes. It was beautiful but scary in the meantime. It was like that home at the scary movies, alone in a deserted somewhere... A place for vampires to live I guess. " I see it now," I say to Liam. " Good, let's go inside!"

They could do worse than a godling. We race down the pentagram-lined hallways, making me feel like I’m stuck in some crazy-ass horror movie escape room. Not the most pleasant feeling. I hate horror movies. Give me a good ol’ fashioned rom-com any day. We run down two different hallways before Citra says she can feel her magic returning. Ducking into a pentagram-adorned door, we find ourselves in what looks like a medical exam room.