Scariest Backgrounds Novels & Stories

As the realization sinks in that it is blood pouring out of the barrels, I let out a scream of terror. Quickly scrambling to my feet, I wipe my hands on my pants, trying to shake off the shock of the gruesome sight before me. Feeling horrified by the sight of the blood, I take a step back and suddenly collide with a solid presence behind me. Startled, I let out a scream and exclaim, "Blood! There's blood!" The person behind me leans in closer, his warm breath brushing against the back of my neck, sending a shiver down my spine.

One look, of what behind one can felt the snuffing will that it absorb, but if one were really attentive, there were also another looked to my Death Reaper, which is sadness and suffering, which Elijah told me so, according to her, it was as if My Death Reaper although deadly but it also looks kinda sad and restricted. As the scariest thing inside me were released, what followed were, one of the most dazzling and scariest and gruesome scenery ever happened at the beach. Unlike the usual, pink and purple cherry petals of my Thousand Cherry Blossoms Technique, instead it turns into a fallen blood red rose petals, although it was hard to see the rose petals real forms, the rose petals real form

Iris’ expression turned grave and she walked away from the family to one end of the room, she would observe what was to happen from this safe distance. A chill swept through the room, followed by a death silence gripped with fear, giving the feeling of stepping into a haunted place right after the creaking of a door would stop. The little time in space just before a scare would come, but this was not just a scare from a ghost or a creature from the dark, this was the rage of the ruler of Astaroth, and it was undeniably chilly.

The hairs on the back of Adea’s neck stood up as the growling quickly escalated to a roar like a hurricane. Adea felt the ground shaking. She crawled back over the edge of the chasm mouth when the thunderous roaring became nearly too loud to bear. Adea rolled onto her back and watched in horror as an enormous black figure rose up from the abyss, towering over her and enveloping her in a shroud of darkness and pure terror.

At first I couldn’t comprehend the image it was trying to produce until it became crystal clear. The background was the image of a forest but as it emerged fully well, sun rays dwindled into nothingness as everywhere turned pitch-black. The trees in the dark forest were nicotine-brown, and the leaves were so red. So red that it was producing red liquid. Was that blood? All the leaves were bleeding profusely and following the direction of the slurring lines of blood, it rained on some pale skulls littering around the spooky ground.

After another hour of wandering through the dark forests, she saw the mountain's path far in the distance, and it looked like a pale, unhealthy brown highland, almost dried in each clearing, and unmistakably sick on either side. "Weird, the mountain looks bloody dead and so eerie." Just like in horror movies where the background music will get you to the edge of your seat and bam! Some silly sounds and you end up screaming. "Dammit, this is like a movie."

The moon hung low in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the deserted streets. Helena crouched in the shadows, the thick most of the night helping to conceal her, heart pounding with adrenaline as she scanned the area for any sign of movement. The air was thick with the scent of fear and the coppery tang of blood. She knew she was getting closer to her target, a rogue vampire who had been terrorizing the town for weeks.

He took us along a pathway which ended on the edge of a forest, turning around to grab Cassia’s unclaimed hand in his before we continued. The trees rose up high and dark above us, blocking out the sky. The hair on my arms rose up and a familiar shiver ran down my spine. I felt as if thousands of eyes were watching me from the darkness, but I was too scared to let go of Cassia’s hand to return to where we had come from. Instead, I put my faith in Dareios once again. “These are called the Nightmare woods. It’s technically part of the Darklands, but there’s a shortcut through it to the succubae village.” Dareios whispered, as if he could sense my fear and sought to calm me down.

Everything around me seems to grow muffled, turning black and white, except a figure in the background, with a contorted body that slowly straightens in shape in the most horrifying way - until it looks at me with a wicked smile. Blood. Blood dripping from its eye sockets that have no eyes, laughing at me hysterically from the background of everyone else blind to it. ‘Sera… did you miss me?’ The sight is too horrifying and putrid, fear cripples me in place, unable to scream or run away. Somehow, deep down, I just know who it is, as if my biggest fear has come to life. "Dad?" The word slips out in a whisper of disbelief. I’m instantly snapped back into reality.

She leaned backward and fell down the stairs. In the night, the lights of countless homes flew past her as her screams were silenced by the wind. Eranthe's terrified expression was reflected in Colin's eyes. His fierce and sinister wolf-like face was also imprinted in Eranthe's eyes, where she saw the eerie green glow reminiscent of hell.