Point Horror Novels & Stories

It seems like the bones are cracking and the body give a ear-splitting screech which make Heather cover her ears to avoid a bleed and turn to the body shock to see the person is not dead. Heather get up on her feet and move back as the body begin to move his body like a zombie from movies. Scared out of her mind, Heather run back to her car and ignite the car reversing back and make an escape. Heather drive back home and get out of the car with her whole body trembling from the horror she has just witnessed. The door is not locked like she believe it will be so she make her way in and rush to the toilet before anyone could see the blood on her jeans.

hskk. “What is that sound?..” the surroundings were quiet, but I could hear a sound as if something was cracking 3:00 am At exactly 3 am, a strange black shadow suddenly appeared in the corner of her room! “Who are you? What are you doing here in my GF’s room !?” the shape of the shadow slowly formed and gave the appearance of a large hairy man. “A Kapre!!” (Kapre is a Filipino horror myth that appears like a person with a hairy body and a face of an ancient people)

He scolded but did not make any move to open the door. "Are you guys nuts? You are just scared for nothing" Piper walked to the door and held the doorknob. "Wait! What if something jumps right at you? What would happen? I am scared" Hazel said as Piper rolled her eyes. "She said she saw lifeless bodies on the stretchers, how would lifeless bodies jump at me? Are they zombies or something?' She rolled her eyes. "Just be careful" Hazel added as Piper opened the door and stood against it in a way that they would not be able to see the inside.

I took a deep breath and tried to look up again, and this time, I did see it. It was the black ghost from outside. I turned and saw the kid glancing from me to the beast, trying to figure out what was happening. “Go!” I screamed at him through gritted teeth as the pain intensified even more. He hesitated for just a second before turning and darting down the hall, away from me and the beast. Another wave of unbearable pain seared through my skull and I let out another ear-splitting scream. Oh, please, make it stop! And then it stopped. The pain just vanished. I glanced up to see another dark figure attacking the first one. Only this time, the shadow looked human.

My jaw clenched and I exhaled nothing less than the sound of a growl. Looking in my rearview mirror before getting out, I noticed the color of my eyes had changed to black. They only turn black when I let my demon out, the demon that craves the sound of screams, the smell of blood, the sight of fear in someone’s eyes, the feeling of their bones crushing in my bare hands. It had been a while since I had done any good and decent torture - Bradley and his group of thugs seemed like a great place to cure that craving.

As for where he was in the dark of night, well, he was right by my food stall. The audience easily guessed that something sinister was going on, and their discussion reached a fever pitch. [The newbie is done for. The players have started killing one another.] [The scariest part of this horror game isn’t just the ghouls. Sometimes players are even more ruthless to one another.] [Her cooking might be able to win over the ghoul NPCs, but it won’t do much against another player’s longsword!] [What’s she going to do now? Can someone communicate with Camden? I can spend money to convince him not to do it. I’ll spend whatever it takes!]

But, no matter how hard he convinces himself, the fear of losing his only son haunts him constantly. When the visiting hour is up, Larry came home with a bottle of cheap rum. He drunk everything even though he doesn't really know how to drink alcoholic beverages. Even when he was young, he never really learned how to be a cool kid. --------------------- "Hello, Mr. Swanson. Good evening!" One of the high school student greeted Robert when he entered the Sunnyville Milkshake shop. He was about to grab some dinner when he saw the bullies drinking milkshakes together. They are all having fun after classes, all while one of the schoolmates is in the hospital.

Dragging them to enter immediately, not to forget also Inder bought some popcorn to accompany them while watching. Amayra P.O.V. This is bad! I never thought that at this time we would watch a horror movie. Since childhood I was a timid girl, I always believed in mystical things including ghosts. I never wanted to watch a horror movie because it would keep me from sleeping for three days and three nights, it happened when Kevin took me to a horror movie. And you know what's going on? The ghost in the movie suddenly appeared in my dream, even my father panicked as I kept screaming restlessly in my sleep like a demon. And since then my father has always warned me not to watch horror movies any

He says smiling and I smile back at him. “Now back to what I was saying, there’s this new horror movie that’s showing today .” he begins but I quickly cut him off “No. We’re not watching horror. Action, comedy, sports, musical, romance…anything but a horror movie.” I protest and he chuckles, “Its not funny to be up at two in the morning trying to figure out if the shadow by your window is the tree or some monster. Or if the figure in your room is simply your jacket hung on the chair or a psycho that wants to murder you.” I retort and he starts laughing so much that he’s holding his belly.

"And you have pissed me off." He believes me. Suddenly he believes every horror story he has been told since he was a little boy. That they were all true: the dead things hungering for the warm living flesh; the bony hand coming out of the closet in the black of night; the monsters from another page of reality, the unturned page--who could look so human, so cute. He reaches for his gun. Too slowly, much too.