One Sentence Horror Story Novels & Stories

The long, horror hand of the monster shot forward without warning, wrapping tightly around the blogger’s neck before he could even react. A strangled gasp escaped him. Then the creature’s head forced its way through the doorway. Its jaws stretched unnaturally wide, revealing rows of jagged, bloodstained teeth. Crunch! In a single, horrifying motion, it bit clean through the blogger’s neck. Blood splattered violently across the room, painting the walls and floor in res. The sound of the man’s scream was cut off almost instantly, reduced to nothing more than a wet, choking gurgle as his body went limp.

It was as if I was watching an horror movie, the only difference being that I had a ticket to see it happen live. He burnt till he was nothing but skeleton. She poured another quantity of the brown stiff in the same glass and swirled it around in her hand, then she mouth it her mouth, in a flash she sprayed all of it on him on the ground. The skeleton seem to make a sound and then it buckled as if finally sent to Hades.

I defended. Bumped. Sweat trickled down from my forehead when my back leaned against the wall. ‘Sh*t.’ When I turned my head to my North, this tall man is already standing on my side, with his hand leaning on the side of my head. ‘Is this what you called pinning a girl against the wall?’ If the answer is yes, then I will tell other what I felt with this experience. ‘It’s not as romantic as everyone imagined.’ More than the romantic feelings, it’s more like a horror. Like going alone inside a haunted house with no flashlight on.

Pinanindigan siya ng balahibo. Dahan-dahan siyang bumaba para hanapin ang pinagmumulan nito. Naghanap siya sa kusina ng ‘di binubuksan ang ilaw. Ilang sandali pa'y narinig niya uli ang nakakatakot na halakhak. Nakita niyang may nakatayong anino malapit sa bintana na nasisinagan ng liwanag ng buwan na parang eksena sa mga horror movies. “Kabilugan pa ng buwan ngayon. Oh God, nasa loob na ba ako ng horror movie?” bulong niya na balot pa rin ng takot ang binata.

Please forgive me for listening and not helping. After a few minutes of screams from her and grunts from him, the banging stops, and I hear her feet run from the room. I try to keep my sobs quiet, but I know he can hear me. I can see his shadow at the bottom of the door, and it is terrifying. I feel like I am in some twisted horror movie, and the psycho serial killer is right outside the door, coming to kill me next. "Amber," he says, and I freeze. I curl myself up even tighter, and I hear him sigh.

At my apartment, N*****x and a bottle of wine to drown another useless Halloween evening, About Anna, I told her to enjoy the evening with her new hunt without me. Exhausted, I came to my apartment, but something was not right. Lobby lights were off, and not to mention it was dark enough for me to switch on the torchlight of my phone. Holding all the stuff, I walked in the dark. Great, where the heck did everyone go? Obviously, celebrating Halloween, While I tried to open the doorknob, something touched my shoulder. When I turned, it was a horrible face trying to kill me. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH,"

He fell next to her, screaming and grunting like every other teenager besides Ramsay. The few pairs of horrified eyes stood at the door, staring at the horror going down. “A zombie apocalypse,” one of them whispered in fear. They called 911 as every teenager wiggled on the ground besides the bloody boy that lay there frozen. Even they knew that he was dead. #

If a werewolf had killed or tasted blood, his eyes would turn red and the more blood he tasted, it was likely that his eyes would become brighter. That meant the creature behind me had probably consumed a fountain of it. “Where do you think you're going?” It finally spoke. Its voice sounded like a lonely, yet dep tune played by a lost soul wandering the woods at midnight when children and even adults were asked to not come out. A horror story told to children and most adults to scare them off their nightly adventure. “I said come back here”. I yelled at myself, pushing me out of my imagination. Along with its utterance, came a fast lounge at me. It nearly grabbed me by the collar but I was f

Hunting? Oh, fuck! Creepy dude is a vampire! I have to be hallucinating. That cunt waitress spiked my drink…that’s it. I will just go to my hotel room and sleep this off. With swift assurance, he confronted the creature of darkness, transforming fear into fierce defiance just in time to save me from becoming another fleeting memory in this city's web of mysterious night terrors. "You can’t protect her forever, mutt," the creepy guy said before he disappeared.

I remember when I was in the sorcerer's house in the night almost get carried away by the ghost in the night of Tortuga, I remember when I and my friends where having a nice and enjoyable Halloween Night party with our costumes before the arrival of the Black cults. I remember my parents and started crying...I started weeping but... couldn't weep out as there is no one to be of my aid here instead I would even get into more danger my giving a sound to show that am downstairs to anyone close to where is am. I feel lost, tired, weak as I haven't eaten for three days and the last thing I ate was a fruit, Apple I guess. As I was down depressed, weeping and thinking about my life, I hear a sound