Novel & Cerita Public Domain Horror Stories

“Silas, do you know where the Bloodbath Domain is?” Silas replied, “The Bloodbath Domain is a strange place in the cultivation world, located in the far west beyond the Barren Land you visited last time. It’s quite peculiar, and cultivators who enter it will become violent and murderous, hence the name Bloodbath Domain. “Furthermore, there are also treasures specially arranged by powerful beings in the Upper Realm as bait to attract experts from the cultivation world. Once those experts obtain the treasures and imprint their spiritual marks on them, they’ll be bound by the technique inside and pulled into the Immortal Realm as servants.”

“Sa piling kasi ng mahal nila, doon nila nahahanap ang kanilang sarili.” “Ah…” “Blue…” “Hmm…” “May tanong pa ako sa’yo.” “Inatake na naman ang curiosity mo. Ako naman ang magtatanong sa’yo. Kung isasapeikula ang buhay natin, ano kaya ang magiging genre?” “Hmm… Romance?” “Mali.” “Eh ano?” “Horror. Ikaw ba naman may kasamang sleepwalker na tumatawa na parang mangkukulam gabi-gabi.”

Sean excitedly started the session, "Heyya, everyone! Welcome back to the CreepyHells Channel. Oh my god! You won't believe where we are now. Guess! Where are we?!" @kluk_44 [Hi, guys!] @riya_frejy [Wow! You in a new place again?] @user_3345 [I hope this session is better than last week.] "Yeah! We're in an abandoned house in Minnesota. You must know the rumors about this house, right?" Elly continued. "Alright. I don't think we need to explain much, since most of you already know the story about this house. Should we go straight in?" Eiden said.

Those books were older than any of the others in his office. The bottom shelf (the one he’d been searching when he’d first heard the cats playing in the hall) held his collection of horror anthologies. The famed Whispers series, edited by Stuart David Schiff, featuring the varied works of Ramsey Campbell, Stephen King, Charles Grant and so many others. The Mammoth Book of Best New Horror from England. The Shivers series, published by Cemetery Dance. Masques, Borderlands, Shadows, Stalkers, Dark Forces, October Dreams I & II, Corpse Blossoms, Horror Library Volumes 1-5, and Prime Evil. Classic horror anthologies jammed next to paperback collections of slightly lesser repute with titles to mat

The ones before him hoped, things would not develop to that, but all the indicators were already present in his time. Allen told them what he could. The problem was that it was as he feared. Once he opened his mouth a little, they did the rest. By the end, other than some little things, they had understood the ant one and the dog one. What he actually wanted to tell them was this. The monsters were increasing in their numbers. And since the domains were expanding, they would not leave any area that they pass by unchanged. Since the people could not enter them, any people that would be there when the domain expanded…it was unknown what would become of them.

’ I handed her the leftovers and left her alone. ‘Aren’t you going to eat?’ ‘I have lost my appetite.’ ‘Morning chomee.’ Anna greeted me the next day. ‘I’m sorry for arguing with you last night. It is just that I have heard horrible stories about people disappearing without a trace in this God-forsaken city and I worry a lot about you. You and I are like sisters.’ ‘Come on friend, God-forsaken? It is not that bad; you just need to get used to it.’

Hunter snarled. I yawned and drifted off. My dream was bad; I saw his face. Domus. I screamed. Even asleep, just his memory terrified me. Domus was the shadow haunting my past, the one who destroyed so much and upended my world. If he found me, everything I loved would be at risk. His name alone made my blood run cold.

1, edited by Joe Mynhardt Fear the Reaper, edited by Joe Mynhardt For the Night is Dark, edited by Ross Warren Short story collections: Dead Reckoning and Other Stories by Dino Parenti Things You Need by Kevin Lucia Frozen Shadows and Other Chilling Stories by Gene O’Neill Varying Distances by Darren Speegle The Ghost Club: Newly Found Tales of Victorian Terror by William Meikle Ugly Little Things: Collected Horrors by Todd Keisling Whispered Echoes by Paul F. Olson

She had never traveled anywhere, not out of travel jitters, but out of lack of opportunity. So, Era settled into her position and waited for Dom's story with a plate of healthy vegetarian snacks in front of her. "Alright. It seems like you all want to hear about my experiences so far. So, I won't disappoint you," Dom said, rubbing his hands together in excitement. He briefly cleared his throat before continuing with a smile that never left his face. "To start with, I'm going to tell you about some myths I've heard during my travels, and the first interesting myth I want to share with you is about our existence as werewolves. Specifically, it's about our origin."

Stranded, no rules? Thea laughed, sipping her water. “Wild. You gotta get creative to survive.” Jon raised an eyebrow, sitting beside her. “Creative, huh? Sounds like a story.” Adam grinned. “Let’s just say we kept each other… entertained.” Nate chuckled. “Oh, I bet. Spill it.” Thea leaned back, a familiar sparkle in her eyes. “What happens on a deserted island stays on the island, right?” Jon’s gaze darkened, intrigued. “Not always. I’m into stories like that. Ever try an orgy? Threesomes, foursomes… gets the blood pumping.”