Public Domain Horror Characters Novels & Stories

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?"

“Yes, she wore a cloak, but I recognized her face.” Lucifer rests his palms on the table and growls. “You said a horde attacked the club; what were they? Where they a new species?” “They were most definitely a species we had never seen before. I believe they were a mix of banshee, gargoyle, manticore and a harpy.”

Today, Edzar, the 34-year-old man stopped his step by seeing an eerie figure standing in the middle of the room with his arms crossed, and it looked out at the giant window in front of him. My God! Thought the guy was about to hop. It's been three days since they met after the meeting at the restaurant, and today he saw that woman is so haunted. Edzar was hesitant to approach, but he had to go that way to his corner office. Finally not knowing what to do, Edzar turned around and decided to have breakfast while the office was packed. On the way back, he saw Dean, his co-worker, the operational manager at the west end of the Tarso Property, exiting his office at the other end of the hall and w

I hollered. "Should I fuck the move? I fuck anything girl!" Akila teased. All students' knew Akila as a lover of sex and she never cared about what people thought of her, in fact she was proud of being called a 'sex freak!' "Yeah! Fuck that! You enjoy the fuck earlier?" I turned to her as she sat close to Dora, the girl with four eyes – students' gave her that name. She was the most quiet girl in the class and she was once an errand girl to Kelvin. She had this weighed round face and her hair was always bonded in pony tail.

Their long and thin tongue is stuck out as if they are already craving human flesh. The hole emits miasma nonstop as it stands as the portal to hell. Every moment, other creatures were materialized and given life. Goblins, Golems, Ghouls, Orge, Imps, Lich, Warlocks, you name it! To make everything short, everything related to the corrupted souls of Tartaro. I look at Phelan, and I see no fear on him despite the innumerable foes. Neither anyone in my pack shows fear. Instead, I see their excitement in their hazel orbs.

Each door had a player's name on it, with their fear level right underneath. Mine was the only one at zero. The other two? Both clocked over 90. They stared at me like I'd hacked the game. Seriously, how could anyone be scared? These monsters were adorable. That creepy voice slithered back, this time smug. [So, dear players, would you like to offer the keys to unlock the interworld gate?] [You have one last hour, until midnight. After that, you'll be trapped here forever.]

"As your fiancé, I promise... I'll fix you right up." ... [Nightmare Scenario: Midnight Manor... Activated] [Survival Time: Seven Days] [Current Players: 40/40] [Death is Eternal Oblivion. Have Fun.] A robotic female voice echoed in the void. It sounded cheerful. It was terrifying. I blinked. I was standing in front of a huge Gothic manor. Black spires clawed at the gloomy sky. Gargoyles with twisted, screaming faces crouched on every corner. Their eyes glowed an ominous red.

His shoulders hunch, his eyes go wide, and every inch of him vibrates with raw terror. It’s a fear that doesn’t come from uncertainty—it’s the kind born of experience. Which tells me one thing: Dom’s been down here quite often for ‘visits’. Dom steps closer and a voice full of terror is heard. “Don’t… don’t come any close- stay back! S-s-stay away from me.” Dom actually obliges with an amused smirk, “Aww… why. I haven’t seen you for quite a few days though… thought you’d miss me. I certainly missed you.”

He immediately inspires confidence and security. Henry is almost as tall as Santo, but he is much more slender in build. He has curly blond hair cut short and sky-blue eyes that shine with kindness and gentleness. What's more, Henry is a hopeless romantic who believes that he will find the love of his life at the corner of a street. Henry is an angel of kindness, and Santo is a demon that the Lord has placed on Earth to remind us of the existence of purgatory. And my husband, Elio, is the only person in this world who can control this demon.

No matter how hard things got, she, Geraldina Veraldina would always complete her missions. However the next minute she felt her resolve falter. This world… this supposedly normal world was… was a horror genre?! On top of being an unplotted world where anything could happen, it just happened to be a horror story?! “Zero tell me, who the heck did I offend? Is it Jackson? Why a horror genre, am fucking scared of ghosts for damn sake. It’s not even a slasher but pure horror with monsters and sorcerers. What the heck?!”