Pumpkin Head Horror Novels & Stories

Sebastian nodded his head and made an official announcement by going into every class. Becca, who was researching about the vampires, found the situation quite intriguing. She was sure that she saw the mark and through Google, she understood that it was the vampire mark. She believed somewhere in her heart that the vampires existed and now, she was sure of it. After hearing the announcement of the camping trip, she got excited because someone from the college was not a human, and going in a jungle for a trip was the perfect opportunity for Becca to find out the truth.

His wrinkled face looked like it was crawling with countless wriggling worms. I shuddered and stepped back, whispering to Silvia, "Good thing I've got you. This place is terrifying." She snorted and suddenly shoved me forward, straight toward George. With an icy laugh, she said, "This pretty boy will make a great offering. You're going to love him." Before I could react, George gestured, and several eerie puppets stepped forward to pin me down and drain my blood. A sharp bell rang out, echoing through the night.

Fresh meat dangling right before their eyes seemed to drive them wild and turned their eyes a manic, bloodshot red. A few of the stronger ones started piling on top of each other and reached up with shriveled fingers to grab at Garrett's head. "Ah! Get back! Stay away from me!" Garrett screamed like a pig being slaughtered when he noticed that the blackened fingernails were just inches from his nose. I watched the show, then pressed the "descend" button. With a zip, the line extended just one foot and sent Garrett's head dipping straight down, right into a zombie's waiting jaws.

“Scarlett… come here… come…” Scarlett’s body went cold, frozen in place. She blinked. The faceless girl vanished. And in her place appeared a crowd of grotesque men—laughing, grinning, and horrifying. These ones had faces—but the kind that haunt nightmares. Their skin was crawling with worms. Pus oozed from open sores. It was like something out of a horror movie. Scarlett couldn’t take it. She screamed and turned to run. Her limbs felt like jelly, but she pushed through, running as fast as she could.

So many things running around in her mind, but she really didn’t know enough about the situation to be happy either way. Through the years, you heard about vampires, but you never thought they were real. Books on top of books were written about them, yet you never knew what was real and what was fake. Too many thoughts and having so many emotions had given her a massive headache. Pumpkin moved off her lap and she sighed. Finally, she stood and went into the kitchen to get a drink, maybe a snack. As she moved into the kitchen, she would have sworn she heard something scratching the back door. No dogs lived near her house, but then again, you never knew when someone bought a new pet.

He fell against me, his hand knocking against a heavy wooden pew. Thud. The sound echoed through the silent hall like a cannon blast. Fifty heads snapped toward us in unison. The effect was terrifying. They didn't stand up. They didn't growl. They just... turned their heads. Their eyes were no longer milky. They were black. Pitch black, voids where their souls should be. I froze, my heart hammering against my ribs so hard I thought it would bruise my chest. "Keep moving," Kai hissed. "Don't stop."

The sharp blow severed Raul's head from his shoulders, and it tumbled ominously across the dungeon floor, blood oozing from the remains. Scared and trembling, Hazel couldn't tear her eyes away from the ground where Raul's decapitated head lay. In a surge of both horror and protection, Wyatt screamed and swiftly lifted Raul's body, tearing it into two parts. Wyatt turned back, his eyes widening at the sight of a few drops of blood surfacing on Hazel's neck. Panic gripped him, and he swiftly closed the distance between them.

She turned around to see that he had reappeared right behind her. “See how you treat people, Ken? This is what happens if you cross me,” he declared, right before snapping Mary’s neck and ripping her head off in one, sharp motion. Harold screamed as he saw the devil drink the blood from his wife’s detached head. He took several steps backward, watching the blood pool on the floor.

The kids were too scared to breathe, and Hazel hugged them closer as if her life depended on it. She moved closer to Liam. The men held him, stopping him from moving his body. Alessandra pressed the metal steel to his neck. "How about we start the party by killing the main character off? Oh, and before we start, I have a little gift for you," she said, and the door opened. Sara, a lady Liam had talked to me about, walked in with Slasher's head. The kids puked, feeling disgusted. "See, I did you guys a favor and got him out of the way," she bragged before Sara placed the head in front of me.

his voice jerked me back to reality. "hmm can I get your order"I said trying to sound confident, his voice sent me to planet zecury,I don't even know if it exists. "Two pot pies and one smoothie" he said back, with his eyes fixed on me. For the first time I saw genuine admiration and not the usual look of lust I was used to.