Object Terror Novels & Stories

"Then Orion must be the one in great danger now. As what have my father said, Nerissa don't kill her preys right away. She plays with their minds first, but after that, she kills them mercilessly. Also, the weaker the mind of the man, the more possibility that he will go insane even after he is rescued. I hope your friend has a strong mind so he it will be easy for us to awaken him from Nerissa's magic later on." We continued walking but moments later, we made an abrupt stop when we heard roara that echoed in the whole place. I turned nervously and my heart started to beat frantically when I saw two giant tigers with two heads and snakes as their tails. They look at us as if they are hunters

I've learned a lot of things while being up here since the nightmare master likes to come up here and rant to me. Since I don't have any emotions, I am the only one in the whole nightmare land that doesn't hate him. So despite fearing me and my abilities, he still comes up here mainly to rant about the little pet he keeps. The younger brother of the missing Nightmare Lord, I believe he's obsessed with him. Of course, even mentioning that will risk anger that even I don't want to face. I heard his footsteps walk away from me, which means he will not go through his usual rant with me. Still, I didn't want to just let him walk away.

Tiny Terror Blinking back the White lights, Through the shadow White cover on her eyes, She had the urge to escape the fright That Pepper Rei now felt in her gut, —But She traveled south of this building Where all felt doomed to be in a fearful mood And she could see the soot Stripping from the lashes of Two, Six No, Thirteen people And the rooms that beeped with the sounds of life-fighting its way back! Pepper Rei was puzzled now, Why would she be here? When last she was enjoying the soothing lull Of the riverside keep, What would bring her back to the place she was so unwilling to leave? Till she heard a tiny sniff

She puts her hand to my face and brings the talisman towards my cheek. "Stop it!" the guy yells. The talisman hits my skin, and it's so painful I can't even scream. My vision blurs and everything goes dark for a moment. Then Heather is gone. Yanked off of me. I hear her fall against the ground, her cry more from anger than pain. "I'll give you one chance," the guy says. "Leave now. In two seconds I won't be so merciful." His voice sounds so familiar, like it's always been with me. Like it's, oddly, a part of me. I try to place it, but my head throbs and I can't think straight, let alone open my eyes.

"My contacts are all terrified of the Night Terrors. Not quite Soviet, not quite bratva, they operate on their own code. And that code seems to be based on their emotional state at any given time. Fuckers of the highest order. These monsters have raped and killed babies-shared their kills on some kind of black market, deep web chat rooms. Heavy into sex trafficking. They're end users, not suppliers. But the name of their particular game is keeping the family name feared. In whatever way is possible. Not even necessary. They like going over and above expectations in horror." "And they have my sister." They have my woman, my inner beast said silently. Turo's claim to his sister didn't outweigh

Tory was angry, she couldn't believe Grace could be so heartless,she stood at the door staring at Grace who had no idea she was there staring at her while she eats. it's been two weeks since the little money Tory had on her had run out, ever since then both Tory and Grace have been surviving on the little food which was barely enough for one person, which Tory gets from few guys who where trying to ask her out, not knowing each time she leaves the house to go look for food for both herself and Grace, Grace would get something to eat with the money her parents sent to her.

As you know most True Blood wolves are immortal, right? Every word that tumbled out of Earl's mouth left me wishing he would shut up. Curiosity killed the cat and it sure as hell allowed Earl to continue on with whatever it was he was ranting on about. ''Mmh." I hummed. ''Well, Terror is also immortal but when he was born, he was born of spirit without any subconscious to take up and as you know wolves who are born of spirit are very powerful. It took Terror a very long time to find a subconscious worthy of his power.''

And no one can prove the truth. The local government is not one to believe in gossip and magical things, let alone something related to a cult. But to quell the fears of the citizens, they decided to ban the circulation of Terrifying tapes and songs. Prohibiting various mass media and print media from uploading the song to the public and for people who violate, will be subject to applicable sanctions. Time continued to pass. Month after month, and year after year. The event was gradually forgotten. The song "Terrifying" was left behind along with everything about Anne and Jack.

His voice was a deep pleased rumble, the anticipation feeding him, making him anxious for time to speed up. “Well shit. That's fortuitous for you. Since she’ll be here, do you want us to take this time to get surveillance inside her home?” Tenebrous asked as he stood up and stretched out his stiff muscles, sipping the to-go coffee cup in his hands. “Ugh, shit’s nasty.” he grumbles as he takes another sip, face scrunched in revulsion. “Then why keep drinking it?”

To add horror to their uncertainty, the door on the opposite side of the temple broke open, following by a raging creature, a huge, gigantic deadly serpent, who met their eyes in a moment. Suddenly the flute stopped playing. . . . The unnatural soothing air was no more, terror ran down her spine, while her face turned pale as blood rushed away from it immediately. Teressa screamed with terror, petrified at the sight of everything changing, the marvelous temple seemed like a tomb now. It wasn’t glorious anymore, it seemed deadly to her. It seemed as if the grave was calling the living to come to it. Murphy turned around to see the exit to run out. The screams of Teressa were maddening louder