Rules Horror Novels & Stories

But the man in front of me isn’t the one from the photo. His eyes are the same shape, the same color, but darker. Harder. Wrong. Like something else is wearing his face. Like something ancient is using him as a doorway. Jason whispers. “You’re supposed to be dead.” Brad, or whatever he is, smiles back. “Surprise.” The Hallow hums around them, hungry. And I feel it, a cold, creeping dread that slides down my spine. This isn’t just my father. This is something else. Something older. Something darker. Something that wants me. The vision snaps.

Questioning him with intriguing feeling, curious about what has happened to him and am I just worrying over nothing? “I’m sorry, Lily. I just do have a lot of works and stuffs to do,” Doom apologized. I crossed my arms. “You won’t explain what happened to you? I was worried! Or I was just worried for nothing?” “You've already know that I am no human and I do a lot of inhumane work.” He looked away. I tried to compose myself. Why am I losing my cool over such a thing? Come on, Lily! Keep it up!

I blink my eyes replacing the dream to see a nightmare unfolding before me. A huge monster is holding Lyrica by the throat and Cooper has been knocked out by something, or something like that. Lyrica’s face is filled with horror, her eyes wide and glassy, her hands holding on to the monsters trying to make it release her, but I know there is no use. Quickly I grab my bow and put the arrow on the string, slowly I pull it back hoping to avoid the monsters attention. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” Stops me in my tracks.

Isabella said and for the first time in this conversation, Sophia giggled to herself when she heard this because she knew in actuality that it was her that would ruin the genes of Ronnell due to her bad eyesight. Ronnell noticed this, she looked so fucking cute. Licking her tongue discreetly, wetting her lips in either lust or excitement. In a dark room, devoid of any sun rays or light, sat a man with blood dripping from his lips and eyes shining through the abyss. The clock ticked, a sound that seemed endless for one that couldn’t die. The relevance of time was lost on vampires because time is the one time they had an unlimited amount regardless of how much passes.

And the plot thickens... Unfortunately, with more revelations, come more terror. This is usually the case with these horror stories, right? It starts as an innocent game, trying to find out if these things are real or maybe even fun... I can assure you, watching a horror movie as a group will be more fun than getting involved in things you know nothing about. The fact that there was a Latin spell used? Really? And yet the perpetrator did not even research the right way to close the portal or how to avoid the things that may happen in the future...

FL: FL loves horror games and is dragged into a survival horror accidentally. There, she has to play by the horror game rules and tries to survive. ML: ML is the most powerful vampire in the game. He is the only one who is aware of the repeated plots in the horror game and finds life here boring until he meets FL. She adds a new twist to his routine life. Inciting Incident: FL slips off the steps after playing a survival video/PC game all day long and finds she is in a horror game when she wakes up.

I forgave him for that after the heartfelt confession. Anyway, today I am gonna end this debate for once and all. I turn off the light, light a few candles, take a knife from the kitchen, and sit on the floor. So, the plan is simple. Blackmail Lorcan into confessing the truth. When he returns home, slash my wrist. If he reacts, he is a vampire. If he doesn’t, he is a human. After an agonising wait of an hour, the door opens, and Lorcan comes in.