Space Horror Novels & Stories

Wes said, placing his fingertip on the print, “we can do Scandinavian vampires, which is also showing again tomorrow. Or, we can do Canadian zombies. Looks like this is the only showing we can swing for zombies.” “I vote Canadian zombies. I’m curious to see if they actually eat anyone or if they are just too nice about it,” Adam offered. “Seconded,” Sidney said. “After that, we are definitely going to the one about the haunted sex toy shop,” Wes continued. Sidney opened her mouth to speak. “Silence,” Wes said, lifting his hand into the air. “We’re going. And that gets us to the late showing. We can do an homage to Giallo or a documentary on sleep paralysis. I won’t vote since I’m enforcing t

She stepped in and destroyed all the tapes and data that were stored there. As the room was lit on fire, her eyes lit up in happiness. She achieved yet another goal. Now she just has to kill Armando but she has to prepare for that mentally. Silvia turned to leave but her heart ceased to beat and goosebumps rose on her flesh in sheer terror. A zap of raw fear ran down her spine like an electric shock when her eyes met with the cold blue orbs of her tormentor. Armando stood there leaning against the doorframe. Flames sparkled in those blue eyes giving them an ominous look. The sinister smile on his lips had her heart lurching to her mouth in absolute trepidation.

“One of my mates is… almost dying. Another is risking his wellbeing trying to save him. The other two are in the midst of Van Helsings, hostages. Can you name me one f-king movie where all the hostages get out with their lives? No. Right. Some of them, if not all of them, f-king die or are f-ked up in one way or another. “And then, even if we sort this shit out, there’s still the full moon approaching… I have no idea, I’ve lost track of the month, how long we have,” she turned to look out of the window, but the moon was not in sight of the windows. “But not long enough. And there’s still the water-illness affecting thousands of people, and possibly stray zombies still roaming around. Not to

SEBASTIAN'S POV I awoke to the smell of smoke curling up my nostrils. Am I on fire? I look around me to find the source of the smoke but there’s nothing, absolutely nothing. Everywhere is dark and empty. Hollow even. Where am I? I’m sure as hell this not the room I fell asleep. This is not even a room, it’s like a black hole. Did I die in my sleep and go to hell? Is this what hell looks like?

Her hair looks greasy, but her eyes are sanguine, like snakes. “Please, make yourselves comfortable.” She then pointed to the chairs beside the black table. The entire cabin looks neat, but all the things inside are too dark, making it look dim and creepy. Both of us sat down and waited for her to talk. She was holding a golden cup that brought light into the cabin. “So, a sanguis.” Alarick nodded, but I dropped my mouth with what she said. “She knows stuff,” Alarick whispered. “I wanted to know how I became like this. I was born and raised -”

Shaking her head at the unbelievable scene that just played out before her, she walked in almost a tranced state towards her room. Julie had eaten her meal inside her private room alone. Her husband didn't come back to check on her - or maybe he did but she just missed it because she might have already been fast asleep on the bed. ... After napping for about two hours, Julie woke up and readied herself for the long journey ahead. She had a small chat with the old innkeeper when the old lady had brought her meal in and she had told her that they needed to cross the green forest before the day ended because that place was very dangerous. She said that the green forest was a peculiar dark fores

I didn't even have a city. But I had the frequency. And I knew exactly where they were going. "I'm coming for him," I whispered to the empty sky. "And I'm bringing hell with me." As Zora stands in the ruins of Aethelgard, a small, mechanical spider crawls out of the mud and onto her foot. It’s a messenger drone from the "Mother’s Shadow"—the rebels who stayed behind. It projects a final, desperate coordinate: VANE GLOBAL HEADQUARTERS. Zora realizes the Hegemony didn't just take Dante; they left the General behind to "clean up." And as she looks up at the Ivory Spire, she sees the "Total Purge" didn't destroy it. The Spire is glowing a toxic, radioactive green. The General has activated the "

In the quiet town of Greenhills, nestled beneath a sky painted with the hues of twilight, the unsuspecting residents were about to face an unprecedented nightmare. The peace that once enveloped their homes was shattered as the relentless march of vampires commenced, led by the cunning and malevolent Usopp.

“Begging won’t help. When we get back to the real world, I’ll beat you to death!” In the horror game, players couldn’t attack other players, or they would suffer backlash. But in the real world, there were no such rules. “Just right, I’m hungry. I’ll try the burrito you made.” Jack grabbed the deluxe burrito and stuffed it into his mouth. But he suddenly bit into something foreign. He spat it out and found a severed finger. Terrified, he immediately threw the burrito away and slapped me several times. “Damn it, who told you to put something like this inside?”

For the first time, their shock turned into genuine fear. Hayley slowly raised her gun again. "Activate the Ultimate Electronic Eye system!" Decider One ordered coldly. Bang! Just as Hayley's next bullet was about to strike him, an invisible barrier suddenly materialized in front of the Deciders. At the same time, darkness swallowed Hayley's vision whole. The entire room plunged into absolute blackness. Then, from somewhere in the darkness, Hayley heard heavy footsteps shaking the floor and the guttural roars of zombies. "Raarh!"