Shudder Novels & Stories

It felt so real. In that moment, I heard the rustling of leaves and crunching of snow. Still in my wolf form, I popped up onto my paws, scanning the trees. I sniffed the air. A strong scent was coming from the direction I ran. I turned and readied myself to attack. I saw a dark shadow moving from behind a tree. Without waiting for them to get any closer, I launched myself at them. My teeth were out, I dug my claws into their side. We rolled and came to a stop a few yards away. This wolf is massive. A huge black wolf, with a slight blue undercoat. He smells familiar. He stands up and shakes his fur out. I stay ready to attack again, when suddenly, the wolf begins to shift. The air ripples aro

Her hands were shivering and face covered in sweat. She could hear the closing of the door behind and could feel her pulse knocking her throat. Kyara gulped heavy to free the lump inside. The press of the cufflinks on the desk of the dressing mirror followed by the sound of the removal of the belt was heard to her ears bringing a knock of electricity through her nub. Kyara stiffened curling her toes. Her heart was about to burst out of its ribcage as she pulled her lips into her mouth to arrest a snivel.

The shadows move closer, their presence suffocating, their intentions thick in the air. I can’t breathe. I can’t move. I can’t scream. Samarah howls inside me, desperate. Wake up! “I can’t.” Wake up! “I can’t!” The shadows close in. Their hands reach for me. The laughter grows louder. The room shrinks. The air disappears. And just before the darkness swallows me whole— I jolt upright, gasping, my throat tight, my chest burning. Sweat clings to my skin. My hands shake uncontrollably. The room spins.

One shoe off. Blood pooling beneath her head. Nirvana’s breath hitched. Her voice caught in her throat. Her eyes widened. She didn’t scream. She couldn’t. She just stood there, trembling, as the horror settled in her bones. Sienna wasn’t moving. Not even a little.

She added with a devilish grin. I shivered in fear when the displeasing images were soon accompanied by the uproar of several voices of sneer, disgust, and displeased screams. Mixed and evolved through my ears like a thunder roar. The displeased voices grew deeper and deeper, agonizing as my vision continued to grow blurry.

Something darker. A shiver ran down my spine.

Minuscule beads of sweat peppered his brow as he pushed outwards and the air in front of me, the air that was seemingly trying to swallow me whole, juddered violently. Everything seemed to shake as shockwaves rippled back down the alley. A booming shudder rang in my ears and sent nausea rolling through my stomach and up into my throat. Whatever it was seemed to hit the other guy hard and he staggered back, rocked by the force of the wave and the hold on my arm weakened even more.

I said briskly, my eyes watching her unblinking, watching her reaction. Her face turned from confused to aghast. Her face drained of blood and turned pale. Her eyes wide in shock and her body began to tremble. I moved forwards my hand held out in case she were to fall. “But sir, you cannot be serious?” Her voice trembled with each word.

another woman added, shuddering visibly, her gaze filled with horror . "Shut up you bloody fools! You'll get your tongues burnt and ripped off! " an elderly man warned. Zara shuddered visibly, she had no clue of what they were talking about, but it was terrifying enough to hear them talk about ripping off someone's tongue. In that moment one of the men's gaze fell on her, a passing silence followed as more pair of gazes fell on her. She'd never been so confused and exposed all her life, she found herself glued nervously to her spot.

I was a phantom in this world, an onlooker as I watched the inevitable happen. The flashlight in Sasha’s hands flickered, and she wailed in fright as pure darkness closed in. One second, then two—the flashlight flickered. On the third second, the screaming began. Sasha’s voice lifted to an incredible height, before gurgling and sputtering out. Horror locked me still, freezing my blood and keeping me in place. I could feel it all around me, that writhing darkness that was now responsible for the sounds of tearing flesh that filled the room.