Novel & Cerita Mermaid Horror Book

I leaned against the cold stone wall, sinking into a hollow stupor for a long while. Just then, two servants passed by the dungeon door. Their hushed whispers drifted in, every word cutting deep into my ears. “Isolde’s cursed puppet craft is dreadfully perilous. She hunted and drained countless lesser merfolk for pearl curse powder, merely to gather enough ritual materials.” “Indeed. Once the puppet is complete, it will crush all rebels within the vampire clan, and drain this mermaid’s last breath entirely. Lowly foreign creatures are born to be offerings for our master’s sorcery.”

I wasn’t sure if it was real, or another memory the miasma was forcing me to see. My heart hammered hard as I stepped closer. Something shifted at the base of the trunk. A small, old, weathered brown book was partially buried in the ground. It was the same journal Maureen had written in during the visions shown by the miasma. This was the blood-soaked journal she kept in her final days in the Void. My fingers trembled as I reached for it and the leaves above me rustled. A low growl rattled the air. I barely lifted my head before a towering magical beast lunged from behind the tree, its maw open wide, teeth glistening with black venom and everything erupted into chaos.

His presence was tense, as if he was waiting for something to move in the shadows. “Black magic,” he murmured, reaching for a book with gold-edged pages. The cover had a strange sigil, one that pulsed faintly under the dim lighting. I frowned. “This place… it doesn’t feel right.” It wasn’t just the books. There were jars placed on a nearby table—each containing murky liquids and unidentifiable objects floating within. Some looked like dried-up hearts, others like small, shriveled hands. I swallowed hard. Hades exhaled sharply. “It’s worse than I expected.”

I have vivid memories but no clear pictures of those memories. Another thing that was confusing is I'm feeling complete from inside. As if someone inside me is happy and is rejoicing. I couldn't understand anything. I don't have any wolf inside me then how come someone inside me is happy. And I'm able to feel it too. Erix's cold hand engulfed mine pulling me out of my thoughts. I stared at our linked hands before looking at his face. He wasn't looking at me, but rather at a particular book on the bookshelf beside the door. He pulled the book halfway and the door opened like magic. Was it Harry Potter going on live in front of me?

“Sa piling kasi ng mahal nila, doon nila nahahanap ang kanilang sarili.” “Ah…” “Blue…” “Hmm…” “May tanong pa ako sa’yo.” “Inatake na naman ang curiosity mo. Ako naman ang magtatanong sa’yo. Kung isasapeikula ang buhay natin, ano kaya ang magiging genre?” “Hmm… Romance?” “Mali.” “Eh ano?” “Horror. Ikaw ba naman may kasamang sleepwalker na tumatawa na parang mangkukulam gabi-gabi.”

“Just a storm, darlin’. They don’t get them bad here like we did down South thanks to these big ole mountains. It’ll blow over soon.” As the whoosh of air met Ben’s ears, a growl of warning rose from his chest. When the next flash came outside the window, the lights suddenly went dark. While her heartbeat pounded in her ears, Imara lifted her shaking hand and snapped her fingers as a red ball of light rose from her palm. The front door opened and Selvin ran through the doorway with Eliza sleeping in his arms. Imara gasped in horror as Ben and Haldir ran after Selvin. Thorin yelled at Imara but she was frozen in shock. He turned her to face him and shook her until her eyes finally snapped up

The worn brown leather cover transformed into a black-glittery leather, a black rune crystal on the top of the book’s cover became clearly visible; not to mention, its size also increased three times larger, and a human-like mouth with pointed teeth appeared in Armadale's book cover. Yet, something unexpected began to happen, Armadale’s pages were opened one by one automatically, while at the same time, the black magic’s diagrams recorded inside the book turned into a dark haze when the page opened and erased it out of the book completely. Leaving it only with blank pages. “NO, MY PRECIOUS MAGICS ARE GONE!” Armadale shouted in jarring voice. “This is because of your stupid contract, Jeremiah

He refused to believe in supernatural beings before despite the strange things that happened to him and his constant nightmares, but now that he was here right before one, there was no way to deny that fact. The side of her lips lifted a bit. “What do you think?” He didn’t say anything. From all the mythical books he had read, only dark creatures had red eyes, and the most famous were… vampires. What was more peculiar was he had dreamt about them before. In his dreams, everything felt real. It was like something about them kept on haunting him. “A demon or a vampire?” He didn’t want to know but he needed to. “Both.” His jaw clenched. He wanted to believe that this couldn’t be real, but altho

The lady who looked like Joan said, she looked worried about something. "No Abigail. I can't postpone this any longer!" The lady named Meredith replied. She walked hastily towards a shelf and took out a book, which Alice and Joan immediately recognized. It was the Grimoire, it looked exactly the same, as the one they had. "What are you doing with that Devilish book! I thought you threw it away" Abigail folded her arms around her chest.

He barks out a laugh, making me jump in surprise. "What kind of witch are you? Can you not read?" My cheeks heat up more, but now from anger. "I can read!" "Really." He flips the book shut before leafing through the first few introductory pages. "'Demonology'." "What?!" I rip the book out of his hands. My eyes land on the first few paragraphs underneath the introduction. 'Demonology: How To Trap, Capture, and Keep Your Demon. A How To Guide On All Things Demon Related. Magic, Curses, and Keeping Your Demon From Magical Outbursts'.