Space Horror Novels & Stories

It looked like a cross between a manta ray and a nightmare—sleek, bio-luminescent, and trailing long, whip-like tentacles that crackled with blue lightning. “Subject 003-Gamma strain detected,” the AI’s voice was devoid of panic but terrifying in its implication. “Local Designation: Sky-Sirens. Countermeasures engaged.” A dozen more creatures burst from the cloud layer below. They didn't fire missiles; they opened their mouths and let out a sound that transcended hearing. It wasn't a noise. It was a psychic shockwave. Scarlett screamed, clutching her head as a blinding white pain lanced through her skull. The ship’s controls flickered and died. The song wasn't just hurting them; it was rewri

From the surround-sound system, the roars of the zombies and the screams of the humans blended into a cacophony, making it feel as if the undead were howling right in our ears. All our hearts pounded in our chests as we watched. Many of us instinctively shrank back into the sofa, our palms sweating as we muttered one after another, "Please don’t let it be some kind of bioweapon virus. This is way too terrifying!" As the night deepened, everyone returned to their rooms after the movie finished. I said I would sleep with Hector tonight. After instructing everyone to lock their doors and not come out until dawn, Rhonda Dawson had no choice but to return to her room alone.

And now that she was fucking out in the woods, Marina does not know if she ever survives this cruel world. She looked at the sky that was above her head. It was dark tonight but the stars were shining above her head, making her wondered if she was ever going to see those starry nights again. She sighed before she was focusing on the lights that were not coming from the stars, but rather from a huge helicopter that was flying above her head. “So much for my revenge,” Marina whispered as she was looking at the light that was coming closer to her from the sky. The wind was making her hair flying around as it slapped across her face.

I guess I'll have some good sleep rather watching that not-so-horror movie. I turned off the lights and was just about to lie down when I saw a shadow at my window and it just vanished the next second. Okay! I guess the movie wasn't that bad as I was saying otherwise why would I imagine something like this? I'm definitely hallucinating because of those scary scenes, plus why would someone stalk me? Besides this area is safe, no thiefs can enter here due to high security. I shrugged off thinking it to be my imagination and lied down covering myself with blacket till my neck.

"Awoo! Awoo!" Tens of zombies were rushing toward Lucas and Cora. Yet, Lucas did not even wish to glance at the tens of zombies. He released the Apocalyptic Legion from System Space and then started yawning. Cora looked at the Apocalyptic Legion beside her, who appeared out of nowhere, and was so scared that she took a few steps back. Her fair face was plastered with a horrified look. The tens of zombies all dropped to the ground after they arrived before the Apocalyptic Legion.

The house they were headed to was surrounded by corn fields on three sides—all thankfully late to be harvested—which gave them the luxury of cover they hadn’t expected. Paoli breathed an audible sigh of relief as they silently started to make their way through the field at the back of the property, moving carefully through the corn to avoid giving away their presence. Recent rains had made the ground soggy, which meant their every step made a slight sucking noise. Light from the shining moon spilled across the land, casting eerie shadows and making the corn look like silent sentries. “I don’t care what anyone says,” Paoli whispered, ducking to avoid a stray leaf that seemed to be reaching fo

The morning sun barely penetrated the haze of dust and decay that hung over the desolate campus. Shadows danced across the rubble-strewn ground as the tension in the air thickened. The group—Joseph, Luke, Mira, Collins, Jeff, Favour, and Sarah—stood trapped in a suffocating circle of fear. Akin stood at the center, flanked by his sentient zombie and a horde of undead, their vacant, lifeless eyes trained on their prey.

The sky split open. A tremor rolled through the forest, and dozens—no, hundreds—of glowing-eyed, shadow-bound spirits clawed their way out of the ground around them. Twisted vampire souls, pulled from the nether. “Cheyenne!” Charlie bellowed. “Protect the line!” Cheyenne didn’t hesitate. “Tora, time to nuke some bitches!” “Already on it!” Tora spun midair, inhaled, and let loose a firestorm that turned half the battlefield into glass.

But the light was very weak, it made the corridor seem like it stretched for eternity. Uri looked at the hazy space in front of her, subconsciously remembering the usual corridors of hotels or apartment buildings in horror movies. Although there were lights, the last point could not be seen clearly, the surrounding space therefore also became strangely murky. At times like these, from the darkness will suddenly appear the silhouettes of white shirts or some bloody horror face.

It is here to guide us back. My eyes widened. Alexis' Incubus. So, he had called it and sent it to find us. Alexis knew… I should have been relieved, but I wasn't. This big scary thing would make sure we got back, but back to what? ~*~ Oni and I hurried down the path now lined with spirits of every kind. I didn't want to get too close to the Incubus. It was like a mass of pulsating blackness that glistened and sparkled like cancer if cancer could thrive outside of a body. It was helping us, and yet I couldn't fight the revulsion I felt at the sight of it. But I didn't have to worry about it getting too close to me. It was setting a nice pace, and Oni's form was a buffer between us.