Scary Unicorn Novels & Stories

“The healers aren’t sure if he’ll pull through. We won’t know more for a couple of days. If he pulls through, it’ll be weeks before he can rejoin the battle. We’ve sent word to our father. I’m sure he’ll be coming here now.” I looked beyond Ivan, and my eyes widened as they landed on the unicorns! They stood in a wide circle around the perimeter, their coats gleaming like freshly fallen snow in the fading light. But it was their horns that truly mesmerized me—each one glowed with an ethereal light blue hue, pulsing gently in perfect unison. “The unicorn shifters have put up a perimeter. No demon is getting through that.” Darren must have read my mind. I felt a rush of relief. We would be abl

In a croaked voice, the hunched woman responded and she shook her head, “something is blocking me. I don’t know what kind of sorcery that bitch is using. Perhaps she has set mediums to hide me from finding her!” When the seated figures heard that, she showed panic on their faces and the one who had asked earlier asked again, “This … then … mother, what should we do?” her voice trembling with deep fear of the person that they were talking about. The hunched woman straightened her back suddenly and the sound of bones breaking sent shivers down everyone’s spine but no one dared to react. After straightening her bones, the woman rose to her feet and shed the cloak that she was wearing revealing

But she shook her head and gazed up at me with horrified eyes. "This is not normal, Richard. White unicorns are very rare creatures that signify purity and power. The death of a unicorn is a very bad omen. Danger is coming, one that might weaken us."

he said while he was drawing circles on my back. Cool's body was cold. It was nowhere warm, but I felt warm being in his arms, and hearing his words assured me. Even his presence alone is already enough to comfort me, but hearing him say he got my back, brings my sanity back to its place. "That was a sweep." Cool said as he saw me staring at a one-eyed creature. Its body figure is like that of a small child, but what caught my attention is its horn that was very unicorn-like. "What do they do?" I asked as I saw them walking in groups.

I rolled my eyes. “They are extinct and you would’ve died believing they are real. What I would’ve done…” he stopped. “What?” I looked at him. “You should stop searching for unicorns,” he said and there’s an amusement in his face. “You make me sound like I’m a stupid,” “No. Unicorns once existed in this land. They were hunted by vampires. I know a vampire who possesses unicorn blood. Do you want to see that?” “No,” I said. “You better not,” he said, “Do you know how dangerous it is. Even for wolves and you’re just a human,”

The disciple loses his life on the spot with blood covered all his body and dropped on the empty road. Amara palpitates with fright, her face goes red completely covered in sweat. She looks around and there was no trace of the truck except the bloodied corpse of the disciple but she hears the words of the vampire in her ears. "You take help from any person on earth, he meets the same end as that of the disciple." "No" Amara squeals her hands shaking with terror. She turns around and runs to her car. Passing through the dark street surrounded by the forest on either side, she finds a girl hardly around six years in a pink frock standing in the middle of the road.

Looking over his friend's shoulder, Felix understood the reason for his confusion: a frightened Tristan was rushing towards his friends at full speed, chased by an amazing creature. Bright yellow-orange eyes, devoid of pupils, stared at William. The young man felt the hair on the back of his neck rise in horror. - This is a nightmare! - the brunette exclaimed. The advisor remembered the stories about these terrible creatures that he had read in ancient books in Telvisina's castle. Nightmares - the “cursed” souls of unicorns - lived in the valleys of hell and controlled people’s deepest fears. These creatures, existing on the edge between reality and the world of spirits, then seemed like fic

I sat up, looking at him, and he did the same, leaning against the balcony rail. “What happened?” “I met a unicorn,” “Uni… wait, what?” “Yeah, sounds crazy, right? They're like, super rare. It had its horn somehow tangled in the bushes when it saw me, but the most shocking aspect was that it spoke,” Nikkie's eyes went wide, “English?” “What do you think? French?” “Wait… well, I think I shouldn't forget this place is weird. What did it say?” It told me that if I want to meet the MoonCub, then I should face who I am.

It was carved into the shape of a smiling Bhramuth, and the warmth of her skin lingered on it. Now, without the pendant, Charlotte finally saw her colleagues, who had been there all along. "We have plenty of employees here. From now on, you'll be working with them," I told her. I clapped my hands happily as I watched terror spread across her face. "What is happening? What are these things?" Charlotte screamed. The workshop was crowded with ghosts. At that moment, they were all sizing her up. They looked disturbing—headless men, women with missing limbs, and even malformed infants. No one could witness such a sight and remain unshaken.

I asked him, cracking my neck as I gave him my full undivided attention. "You're worth a lot, Unicorn," he answered me, a grin spreading across his face and he looked psychotic, "I can show you what you're worth," he told me confidently and unafraid. "Are you afraid of Leonardo, Salvatore?" I asked him. "I'm afraid of no one, Unicorn. Not even you," he answered me, "I simply desire you. I desire to see you naked and beneath me, moaning and calling out my name as I lay my mark on every inch of you."