Modern Horror Novels & Stories

Author: Phil Hore This girl was real trouble!” Halloween 1950. When a womanising werewolf, Sebastian Vulk, is sent out to investigate the disappearance of Shelby Lydekker from the estate of General Mark McQueen, the last thing he expected was to enter the dark, terrifying world of a supernatural killer. While waiting for his partner, Vulk is attacked, finds the victims left by the murderer, and tries to save the soul of a curly haired vision, seemingly trapped on the estate.

Jon only gave me a brief side glance, almost looking askance at me, but said nothing and continued to drive deeper into the woods. The cabin was now beyond a humble abode, to me the brown wooden structure tarnished with white and black from failed attempts to revive its derelict appearance with paint, resembled those haunted cabins in the woods in horror movies and those cabins were infamous for many things- none of which are pleasant. I felt like I was walking into some deformed serial killer's lair or into a domain for creatures of the night and supernatural entities; ghosts, vampires and wicked witches with an appetite for human flesh.

The same strength sucking world she’d insisted on walking one last time before the boys got back. I looked down at her, eyes closed, teeth clenched, struggling to hang on. I balanced her silver ring, a gift from our Mother, on my knee and pulled my grey sleeve over my finger tips, dabbing at the beading sweat on her forehead. Something was happening in the Blacklands and for the first time in memory, Shades were crossing the Southern boundry in droves, bringing with them their violet sky and starless nights. They didn’t eat, they didn’t sleep, they didn’t stop. They just kept coming, pushing us back and taking our land, leaving a sea of dead bodies in their wake.

“I can work with you for the next couple of hours, but then I have to go to the club. Bradford and Lynn took the night off to see that new movie, and I have to finish booking the performers for the end of the year fest.” Samael hums in agreement. “What movie are they going to see?” I shrug. “Some movie about a cannibal serial killer.” “Do you remember the last movie we saw at the Cinema?” I shudder. “That was a very long time ago, but I’ll never forget. It was the one with the little girl who disappears into the television screen? Those humans should have known better than to buy a home built over Indian burial grounds.” Samael nods. “You have to admit it was quite amusing to see how frighte

I looked harder out the thick glass doors, peering through the rain. There was a faint silhouette of a little boy around eight running frantically around glancing up at the sky and into the shadows everywhere. I sprinted out the doors, the fat drops coming down on my uncovered head. “What’s wrong?” I stopped dead in my tracks. Sprinting around high in furious circles was a huge black shadow. Its deep red evil eyes shot through my soul and made me stagger back into the hard doors. It looked like a black ghost, but it had a ragged gray exterior that looked like pasty, dead skin covered in deep cuts.

“Let’s go! Let’s watch it!” Sidney placed the bowl of popcorn on the coffee table then sat on the couch with Adam and Cameron. She gathered the remotes and navigated to the movie. Cameron practically vibrated on the cushion as she pressed Play. Sidney smiled to herself, drawing her laptop onto her knees. As the opening credits reflected in Cameron’s wide eyes, she brought her fingertips to the keys. The Horror of Real Life Life is like standing on a frozen steam. It may seem solid, but there is always something flowing and threatening underneath. Horror is that current under it all.

I chuckled and turned to him and asked, "Don't you know that there's different horror movies?" "How?" "Listen, under horror the movies are separated as demonic movies, haunted movies, death consequences movies, and a lot more." He let out a chuckle and said, "Years of experience, huh?" I punched his shoulder and turned on the television and went to the movies in the playlist and asked, "What do you wanna see?" And looked at him. "What about some haunted death consequences? It sounds a little scarier than others." I laughed and said, "Okay." I opened the list of movies related to that and asked him again, "From this list, what do you like to watch?"

“That’s exactly where we should look for help with the ending though. You know how you’ve always said before that horror is like a modern myth, a contemporary equivalent to ancient tragedy? Now you’ve got a chance to work on a film that really makes that clear. This film could say something about the meaning and purpose of horror, do you get me?” “I’m beginning to.” “It covers every aspect of the genre, from the worst excesses of modern snuff, to the ancient roots of horror in the mother of all myth cycles. This is our grand statement about the state of our art form. Are you in on this?” Sam smiled and nodded his head. “Okay,” he said. “You sold me. I’m in.” Jimmy sighed with relief. “Thank

Tinsley had already claimed a spot against the side of the truck bed, blanket arranged, with the settled energy of someone who had arrived with opinions and intended to deploy them. “The problem with modern horror,” she said, to the general air, “is the color grading. Everything is teal and orange and it flattens the fear response.” “What does that mean,” Emory said. “It means you stop being scared because everything looks the same.” “I am going to be scared,” Emory said. “Regardless of the color grading.” “You are going to cover your eyes.” “I am going to be scared and then cover my eyes, in that order, which is the correct order.”

It was a full moon. "Stephhhh". Callum mewled. The silver of the full moon was making his vampire horny. Stephen’s eyes turned crimson red as Blaze let his Vampire take hold. It was like an invisible frenzy. A hazy cloud surrounding them pulling them closer to bask in each other's warmth and love. It was just like a werewolf in heat. Enlightening the emotions. The tingling sensation under the skin makes it sensitive to touch..