Pumpkin Head Horror Novels & Stories

“What humans in this time-period would believe us when we say that they can’t reverse engineer us and make improvements to humans because they don’t have the wild magic component. You would have some crazy summoning the fae. We’d be in this position again. This time they welcomed the fae. It would be lambs to the slaughter. To protect them, we’d need to expose ourselves and do a lot of explaining quickly.” “Speaking of slaughter. I suspect I know what or who that Redcap was lunching.” It was Doctor Graves this time. “I found remains of human flesh between the Redcap’s teeth when I examined the head. I assume they summoned the Hunt though, and they became the Hunts’ first victims. All or some

There would be no one, only two of them…well, that was his plan. HOWEVER! This was not what he had expected. How could she choose a horror movie for a romantic date?! He was dejected. With an upset face, he turned to look at the poster but immediately regretted his decision. There was a disfigured mummy on the [oster with its eyes popping out of the socket. The eye ball was dangling from the socket was repulsive…too repulsive for him!

The air was heavy with a scent that was ancient, rotting, and sickly sweet—like cracking open a vampire's tomb that had been sealed for a millennium. Something terrifying had arrived. A tall silhouette blocked the entrance. "Who are you?" The voice rang out. But it didn't come from where his head should be. It came from his left hand, hanging by his side. He was holding a dripping, severed head. The voice was deep, raspy, sounding like it crawled out of the deepest pit of hell. He chuckled. The sound was like sandpaper grating against my eardrums. "Interesting." The mouth on the severed head in his hand moved. Its dark golden, slit pupils glowed with an eerie light in the dark.

She had no desire to explain to an angry parent that their child was lost forever to the strange house, or that they’d become an evening meal to one of the creatures that wandered her halls. Without realizing it, Mrs. Belfry had come to a stop in front of the pumpkin room. One of her favorites. She stepped inside, taking in the soft glow of candles burning from within the many carved pumpkins. The room (which could hardly be considered a room at all) consisted of a wrap-around porch that one might find off the back of a farmhouse in the American Midwest. Several jack o’lanterns projected their faces across the wood floor and ground in the early evening light. The steps off the porch opened u

I carefully stepped around the bodies lying on the floor, writhing in flames around us, as if we had just stepped into a living picture of Dante’s Hell. Kellen pulled me back and Amy rushed to the door just as another vampire rushed in, growling, when someone pulled his head back from behind. A moment later, his head was removed from his body. When the body fell away, Charlotte was holding his head in her hand by the hair, and then dropped it. It blazed as it rolled across the floor.

Someone turned on a flashlight, revealing the person's head was missing! Blood splattered the ground, and a large chunk of scalp stuck to the wall. The person's head had been blown off by something. "Damn it! I hate this feeling. This is too terrifying!" Pop! Splat! Splat! The sound of something like a watermelon being smashed rang out, and another person fell. The flashlight revealed that the person had also been decapitated. "Go, go, go! We can't stay here. This is too scary!" someone shouted and tried to leave.

The scream caused him to flinch in fear and he looked up in horror to see blood seeping through the tiny creak underneath the door which if observed closely, a twitching finger decapitated from its palms could be seen. Maybe it was Emlyn, maybe it was her, Dina wasn’t sure but before she could calm herself down she was already retching heavily onto the bathroom floor and that was what it took to seal her end. The door was kicked open with force, slamming against Emyln who reacted late. A ringing sound filled his ears inducing his already painful headache and before he could gather himself a shadow covered him and then with a thrust his breath hitched. Emlyn looked at the figure in horror. Th

There was something about her that seemed weird, she wasn't sounding very much like herself so I wooshed through the hallways and froze when I saw her holding a girl's head in her hands and there was blood all over her face and the blood from the severed head of the girl was dripping on the floor! Darren's eyes seemed as though they would pop out, Kyle looked like he was going to pass out and Ricky-Shawn just looked like he was gonna be sick. " What the bloody hell is this?", " What is wrong with her?" I finally managed to say and they all turned to look at me and then they looked at her. " Tommy! You look beautiful... like a girl - it's kind of creepy. Anyway, something tells me that you'd

With those flimsy ankle straps, how was she going to endure the insane speed? The side camera caught evidence of Queenie’s struggles as white liquid dripped from the toy and onto the vinyl floor. A new shot of fake semen was released as the jar tipped over, but Queenie didn’t notice it. The overwhelming sensation was all she could think of with her head down and hands gripping onto the side of her chair in a deathly clutch.

"Why? Why? I just wanted to go home. That's all I wanted." I pulled her into a hug, my voice low. "It's okay. It's over. You can live now. Really live." She nodded through the tears, watching as I headed for the next floor. Floor 28. The player was already gone. I leaned in, careful. "Hello? Anyone home?" No reply—just barking. Then it stepped out. A three-headed hellhound, jaws soaked in blood. One head was half-destroyed, brain matter leaking out.