Public Domain Horror Films Novels & Stories

Far from home I met this girl, she caught my attention She comes in with a storm cloud, eyes like lightning Hair like the sun, butterflies are rising Don't want to feel regret, just imagine Romantics - Tove Lo (...) Ella I didn't see my neighbor again, the days went by slowly or it was me who was too anxious for such a date. But then again, I haven't been out with a man since I was divorced over a year ago, it's kind of strange to do that after so long. A fear started to take over me, a fear that the guy wants something more and I won't live up to his expectations.

I try not to look at her when I ask. “Oh yeah, I have them a lot. Especially right after I watch a scary movie, even though mom says I should have out grown that by now. My brother Dillon is always forcing me to watch them when mom's at work. I can’t wait till he moves out this winter.” “That sucks. Why is he so mean to you?”

Rumors had flown around and those rumors were known to be true for how heartless and cruel the man had ruled for years. "Grandpa Pablo, are we going there?" Little Beatrice asked as she watched the man drop their bags into the carriage. "Hmm." "But, they'll hit us and stake us." She said, blinking her red eyes. "They stake witches, not vampires Beatrice." He answered and she shook her head. "But Grandpa Pablo, the Eastern border is full of weird creatures..the wolves." "Hmm." "That is the only place that can guarantee your safety little Beatrice." The man said as he placed her on the seat of the carriage.

“It's time to wake up, sweetie...” The sun was beginning to rise, but the light didn't bring comfort. It only clarified the nightmare. I looked at the eye again. The pupil didn't dilate or contract. It remained a fixed, black pinprick in a sea of terrifying blue. As my eyes adjusted, I realized the skin around the eye didn't look like skin at all. It looked like wet parchment stretched too tightly over a frame that didn't quite fit. I remembered the "rules" people joked about in horror movies. Don't go outside. Don't answer the door. But what do you do when the monster is already in the hallway, wearing your father’s throat like a stolen garment?

Rose's voice, filled with respect and sadistic authority, addresses the silence that reigns in the room: "You evil spirit that inhabits this body..." “I order you to leave immediately, without causing her any harm!” No sooner had he spoken than a hysterical, hoarse laugh erupted, echoing through the air. It was deep, savage, and strange, for it sprang from the very heart of the earth, from the depths of darkness itself. The walls of the villa trembled beneath its force, the windows rattled violently, and the hall transformed into a nightmarish stage where shifting shadows danced in rhythm with the infernal laughter, the intensity of all efforts at silence. Detective Mohammed stood beside Sus

The red-haired player was completely panicking, shouting nonstop, "Help me! Hurry!" By the time Silvia and the other girl tried to reach him, it was too late. Ximena's hair turned into sharp blades and pierced through his entire body. He was riddled with holes in an instant. That wig was terrifying! This petite ghost bride was absolutely vicious, chasing Silvia and the short-haired girl all over the room. Meanwhile, I stayed in the coffin, watching the chaos unfold. Suddenly, Silvia stopped and turned to stare straight at Ximena. Ximena's speed began to slow.