Scary Horror Stories Novels & Stories

"And you have pissed me off." He believes me. Suddenly he believes every horror story he has been told since he was a little boy. That they were all true: the dead things hungering for the warm living flesh; the bony hand coming out of the closet in the black of night; the monsters from another page of reality, the unturned page--who could look so human, so cute. He reaches for his gun. Too slowly, much too.

He utter with a frightening face. "You should learn how to control your eating habits in terms of like this. Aurora added noticing how hungry he was that his stomach began to rumbling. "Who's ready for a scary folktales? Scarlett ask as everyone raise up their hands. "Okay... Okay... Okay! Not so fast, so here it goes. "I will be starting with the tales of a " four friends" once upon a time, there was this four friends who school in a boarding school. The first friend where so obsessed in finding out something he saw at the school earlier so he woke his four friends up as they follow him to the place. Out of curiosity, he touch the status which he was so obsessed and suspicious at because th

Here's your breakfast, eat up before they get cold" she said happily, thank you we all said, just then she was about to open the windows, I vamp sped towards her and held her hands "How did you do that she asked surprised" I was about to compel her but I asked myself "what's the need of compelling her? I told her the truth about us being vampires of centuries from Transylvania "Wow, are you really serious, I have been doing research on them but all my efforts were in vein, you are allergic to sunlight and garlic bulbs right and mostly feed on human blood and can't resist feeding on them right, I hope you don't feast on us" she said giggling

Please! "Luuukkk!" I yelled out once more even if I feel so nervous. I brought a flashlight, but it will just act as a beacon of target for monsters. The night was at least peaceful, but still, my heart felt like being tore due to the fear I was feeling. This move I take is not safe. I know. Oh my Ghad! I'm not scared of werewolves and vampires. What I'm scared of the most are the ghosts! Yeah you hear me. The creepy things I often see in horror movies. Please, not me!

~Three Days Later~ ~Sunny’s Point of View~ “Mommy, can I ask you something,” I said. “Of course honey, what is it,” she said, brushing my hair. I loved that, it was so relaxing and it almost put me to sleep. “Who is the scary man that is around sometimes, why does he always stare at me,” I asked. “Oh … well sweetie he’s a vampire and he lives here,” she said. “He LIVES here?! Why does he live here, shouldn’t he be with others like him, won’t he hurt us,” I asked, horrified.

She added, and the other two giggled. " What's so funny?." She questioned furiously. "I think you've being reading a lot of books lately, Amy, those creatures do not exist. Just a bunch of horror stories, made up to scare children." One of them said and giggled. Hmm, they do not believe that vampire exists, then maybe I should pay a little visit. I looked at Drake who was still sexually harassing the girl openly, they had ripped her clothes in pieces and her breast were now fully in view. Humans are really flexible.

The sight before Lisa was both haunting and macabre. Two lifeless bodies lay sprawled on the forest floor, their contorted forms telling a tale of violence and death. The stench of decay hung heavily in the air, assaulting her senses and intensifying her feelings of horror and disgust. She approached cautiously, her steps hesitant, unwilling to disturb the grim tableau before her. The moon's feeble light cast eerie shadows, painting a ghastly portrait of the lifeless figures. Lisa's heart raced, her mind racing to comprehend the ghastly scene unfolding before her eyes.

He asked politely as he looked from me to Tasha for approval. “ Why not? The more, the merrier.” Tasha replied and Arnold stepped in to walk beside us, making me the middle man. “Alright so it's time for some midnight stories from dear Arnold, anything you have for us Arnold?” Tasha asked Arnold, who smiled. He was obviously pleased with her words. “Hm… I could share my experience killing the strange creatures that live here. Okay, what is your opinion of the scariest and strangest creature?” Arnold asked as he folded his arms.

"So many weird and scary stuff that can sweep you off your feet within a second. That's why it's called a haunted house, get it?" "Yeah, I guess as much..." She drawled like she lost most of her energy. "Damon those sounds. it sounds really scary and uninviting." Megan stuttered covering her ear. "Aren't you afraid of anything in this weird place?" "I can also hear those sounds too," Damon replied flatly and straight. "And yes, why should I be scared?" "There should be something you've seen that should at least, make you lose your breath even for a second," Megan said.

“Do you think it’s haunted?” My breath sticks in my chest at her words. Before I can say anything, Jack laughs. “Don’t be stupid. Of course it isn’t haunted.” “Some people think it is,” I counter. “There have always been stories about this place, about the swamp.” The woman pauses as an uneasy shadow flickers across her delicate features. “What kind of stories?” she presses. Jack once again cuts me off. “Who gives a shit?” he chuckles. “Ghosts, witches, werewolves–that’s all kid stuff. The only thing we should be afraid of is the IRS.”