Scariest Folklore Novels & Stories

To break their holy bond. I closed my eyes and sighed tiredly slowly intaking all the information. this is way beyond fuck up. This is not a fiction I can tell because I have heard many stories about the urban legends and folklores from my grandparents which on some parts proved its legitimacy. I turned to the next page and my eyes widened, there it was. the ritual to summon the moon goddess but now after reading and getting to know this much about the gods will it be a good idea to cross paths with one? The thought scared me to the core.

My best friend tells me, her voice trembling with worry. Quickly, I squeeze my eyes shut, tightening my grip on Cora's. I'm slowly losing my mind, unsure of what's going on. There are still students around, so how are we being attacked right now? Cora's back collides with mine, our fingers entwined. "What are those things?" I ask her. Her voice shakes when she speaks, her trembling fingers squeezing mine. "They are fearwraiths," Cora whispers. "Creatures that feeds on fear. The more terrified you are, the stronger it becomes. And when it takes enough fear from you... you fall into a coma. Then eventually..." Her breathing shudders, "...eternal sleep."

And the loudest warning of them all was; "Do not trust any friendly stranger with pretty eyes." It had been these way for decades, centuries even. Every single child in the town grew up hearing these stories. Unlike other cities where their bedtime stories centers on royal fantasies, and fairies, the bedtime stories they listened to was filled with horror. It was the stories of wolves with glowing eyes, and the shadowy figures that lured you into the trees, only for your screams to echo back hollow, and unanswered. Though the stories had believable theories, not everyone readily believed them. Some called them folklores wrapped in superstition. Some believed they were old stories, made up to

I could still taste it on my tongue, still feel it on the tip of my fingers, the way the magic filled the air and the atmosphere shifted, the way their voices roared like moving waters, the light from their eyes and the stillness of their soul that felt like they had finally found peace. But even as fascinated as I was, I was terrified, because of the events that followed, the prophecy. The day of Ailak. It was a folklore that almost every child and adult in the nine realms knew. It was a scary story to keep the kids from wandering at night, from walking into the deep forests that led into lands beyond the realms. Realms said to belong to regular humans, untouched and unexplored.

It’s a good thing that we came prepared. “This place is creepy.” Kai drug out the word creepy. I have to agree with him. Neither of us got any rest last night. We kept hearing strange sounds. Moaning and screams from things we have never experienced before. We saw a faceless spirit looking thing last night. I believe they are called a Hupia, although I can’t be certain that’s what it really was. It didn’t bother us, but this place seems to be filled with them. Something else that we have come across is a Morko. It is an elemental Ooze type creature. They are freaky as hell but the only way they could hurt you is to love you to death. We have also crossed paths with a few dangerous creatures,

“I want to understand you. You will teach me how to understand you,” “I have a new theory.” Faye slumped on the couch beside Selene who was getting ready for her work. The seemingly sunny day was not in sync with her mood, she barely got any sleep and it has been going on for three days straight after she left Domus Malum, feeling bewitched. “So.. I have read about an Irish folklore called “Candies for the Soul” which talks about a supernatural being that lurks in the forest or mountains, it is famous because people are flocking outside till midnight calling for its name to grant them three wishes..”

"Let's hear what Illac has to say, you know I do not like that Foire, he is not fit to be a leader," "Words are spreading fast," Lucas said while looking at the two werewolves talking. Blair nodded, of course, it is. Word had spread through Gehena as well, necromancers who live there are intrigued whether or not it is true. Ghouls in Imperial also has a share of their content saying that they have once seen a scarlet-eyes wolf running around. Things are being heated, now Foire, what kind of play are you going to do to make them believe you? Blair can't wait to find out what will happen later at dawn.

With large, dark shadows and unidentifiable animal sounds, Igodo forest became the bloodiest places where the blood sacking spirits took refuge. It is the forest of that has been rumoured to be the home to the all kinds of ogrism with different shapes, ranging from bats, human beings, some with heads like owls, the shape of a dog and the body of a human being. There were also some caves and valleys known as valleys of No Return, they said to be where the sorceress Matendechere now lives. It is the only place that has strange disappearances and those who entered never saw the light again. Nina knew that she wasn't sure if she will come out alive, but she was determined to go get the sorcerer

Juan says, obviously as confused as I feel. “The size is that of a large dog,” I muse. “It’s not from this world, that much I am certain off… whatever was-” I’m cut off suddenly. “It’s a chupacabra,” Carlos says suddenly. “A what?” I ask, grabbing a rod and prodding the thing. “Madre told me about them in her stories of old folklore. They’re vampire-like creatures that suck the blood of livestock and naughty children,” he says, his face pale.

When i told them about the illusion of the door that i saw back in the closed room they all had a perplexed expressions on their face. “Whats so shocking about it?” “I never heard of such magic before,” Alex replied. “Neither the vampires nor werewolves have the power of illusions.” Myles said. “Maybe elves or wizards?” i asked. “Umm… they don't exist Rebecca. That's just folklore.” myles replied. “They dont? Oh!” i said. I once thought werewolves and vampires were folklore too. I wouldnt be surprised if a dragon hatches out of a rock in front me.