Mexican Scary Legends Novels & Stories

I shrugged causing Ace, his father and my own to smile and shook their head at my comment. "Is there a reason why Ace and Alexia should go there alone?", My mother asked while walking to us. "I assume you know Melissa." Dad asked Vincenzo as he pointed to my mother. "Yeah." Vincenzo smiled at her which she returned. "Because they want li fantasma and The Mafia leader Italian mafia who is also the best assassin to come to their party." Vincenzo stated. "Oh please—", Daniella voiced interrupted us once again. "Li fantasma is a myth!" She yelled with her fake and really bad Italian accent.

Liam’s stark warning echoed in my mind, a chilling counterpoint to the insistent whispers of the Blood Moon and the shadowy figure from my dreams. He had looked genuinely scared, and his fear only amplified my own growing terror. But the more he cautioned me to stay away, the more a desperate need to understand took root. What were these dark legends? What did they have to do with the strange changes happening to me?

The whole sky black making me more scared. I am not type of a person who gets scared easily... "Ahhhh" I screamed as kept my leg on some object. It could be a snake for God's sake. I removed my leg slowly from the object or the snake only to sign in relief. It's just a stick. "Buddy please we should go inside now.. Mom will definitely scold me once she realise I was out of the forest. What if she won't ever realise we are out of forest. She might be searching for us inside the forest only. We should definitely go now. What if we won't ever go back. What if a vampire suck our blood till we become dry or even worse what if a ghost appear and eat us. What if-"

"I honestly have no idea. I've never heard whatever the entity is called a vampire, but the languages have changed so much over the years, quite a bit is lost in translation. I suppose it's possible. Vampire bats play an important part in Inca culture and among the Chachapoyas as well. At least based on what little Annabel told me before the insects attacked. There isn't a lot to go on." "Fascinating," Ben said. "If we get a chance, I'd like to hear more from her. I find cultures interesting, and here, in this part of the rain forest, the tribes and stories seemed to be shrouded in mystery, which intrigues me all the more. I'm a bit of an amateur writer and I take every opportunity when expl

“…the lady in the shadows…the one who watches you and wants you dead…” As the little girl's words from her vision swept over her,Beth felt a sense of terrifying unease. It was a coincidence,she told herself,nothing more.It was impossible that the little girl and Marcus could be speaking of the same thing,it was just impossible! “The lady in the shadows?”she said,her hands trembling in fear. In her mind she saw herself lying cold and frozen in that casket.

Lucian said, his hands instinctively reaching out to leaf through an open book containing drawings of different ancient objects and creatures. “You neither,” Felix shot back. He hadn't missed the look of contempt that had flashed through Lucian's eyes. The idiot was quick to mask his expression with the one of nonchalance but Felix could see through him. Lucian was quite uneasy. Felix was, too. From the tales told about Omicrons, they were to be feared and even if the Werewolves from the new era hadn't experienced the havoc wreaked by one, it still put fear in their minds. It was built. It was like drinking water when you are parched. Few of the pack members knew already and it stayed with t

He was the second strongest fighter after Kevin and also one of the Wright family's survivors. "That's right, I know what they were." Tora nodded, looked at the others, and his Adam's apple bobbed: "Those should be evil creatures recorded in ancient books—Blood Ghouls." Hearing the name, everyone froze. Mouths fell open in disbelief and horror. Chantelle could not help herself. "Captain Tora, please. That's impossible. Creatures like that are myths, just legends. They don't actually exist." Tora's face darkened. "Ms. Garcia, I've lived through hell tonight. Do I look like I'm in the mood to joke?"

His skin started to change color, his hair grew longer, and his teeth became sharp. Aiden and I were shocked. We had never seen anything like it. We tried to take a step back, but the student started moving towards us, still growling like an animal. We could see other students standing nearby, watching in horror. “It’s El Chupacabra!” one of the students yelled. Aiden and I looked at each other in disbelief. We knew El Chupacabra was one of the creatures from Latin America. They were known for attacking livestock and drinking their blood. We couldn’t believe what we were seeing.

In a quaint, secluded village, a chilling legend lurks in the shadows. When the full moon rises, a bloodthirsty creature stalks the streets, leaving behind a trail of mutilated corpses. The locals whisper tales of a dark family secret, but no one dares to venture into the woods at night to uncover the truth. No one has ever attempted to do it for they are scared of what the outcome of their living would be. The bloodthirsty creatures roared, causing the kids to shiver, and the adults to hold back their tears as they prayed for safety.

Has he drained me within an inch of life and now he wants to finish the job, or does he want to turn me like in all my vampire novels that I read as a kid? I don’t know if I will ever know, because all he does as I stare at him is smile at me with a smirk on his lips and sits silently cross legged. After a few more moments, he finally starts to move forward as he leans into me and says with a strange accent, “Don’t fear my child. I won’t harm you. I merely want to ask you a question?” 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