Street Tales Of Terror Novels & Stories

Anyway, he kept saying that there are horrible creatures that lurk in the darkness here… While growing up he told me the story of the time when he was ten years old, his dog ran out of his family home—this townhome, the home I’m just about my home until my dad gets out of jail and the social worker says I can go back. He goes on and says that he watched his dog die that night being eaten alive by a wolf-like humanoid that he himself barely made it back home to safety. Then there were these stories of the locals being blood-sucking vampires and all the BS surrounding that subject. Oh and the witches of the forest and the great lake—supposedly they lure pregnant women to their deaths and drown

Epilogue: Now that I have written several of these stories, I find that my old ghosts have started to haunt my dreams yet again. It is amazing that once things are written down, they begin to take on a life of their own. Just remember, if you don’t want things to go bump in the night, don’t tell anyone else about them.

Did she have ancestors from there several generations back that she just didn't know about? And most of all, what did any of it have to do with the very strange book she'd found, Legends of the Werewolf. The binding was ancient leather, now frayed in many places, and the lettering in gold. The other night when she finally opened it she expected to read about the history of werewolves and how that history came to be. Instead, to her shock, the stories were about shapeshifters, people who could change into the shape of a wolf. Whole villages apparently had that ability and when danger presented itself they shifted into their wolf shape, gathered as a pack and disappeared.

The night market was still going on and she jad just realised that it was not too far from where they were but everywhere had suddenly become too silent. "Kyra, don't make any sudden moves or sounds," Carcel said in a hushed tone. Kyra's heart sank as she peered over his shoulders. Her eyes widened in shock and fear at what was causing the glimmering light that had caught her eye. It was a horned drakyl. What was a monster doing in this narrow alleyway? Worst of all what was it doing so close to where people lived? Drakyl's had shinny horns that they used to attract faeries and other smaller creatures as their prey. But now, it has attracted them. It did not seem like it had noticed them yet

We kept moving until we reached the opposite tunnel, slipping into the darkness like ghosts. Only when we were far enough away did I let out the breath I’d been holding. Kade turned to me, his expression unreadable. “We need to keep going. We’re not safe yet.” I nodded, but unease still curled in my stomach. Who were those creatures? And why did I feel like this wasn’t the last time we would see them? Chapter 10

I'm gonna destroy all of them one by one. Darrell your end is near!

"Thanks so much." Logan gave the old female some coins before they left and continued their tour. "This is the territory of the Clan of the ghost" he uttered pointing at the huge kingdom before them. "Stop Danny" he commanded and Danny did. "Wow, looks terrifying. Any mortal will shit in his/her pants if they sight this kingdom." "Lol. Nothing is terrifying here. Just vultures, skulls, Red pieces of clothes, spiders, snakes, and rumbling of the sky." "Is that all you see? And who told you there aren't mortals who got phobia for spiders and snakes? Also, do you think it's everyone that can bear the different sounds going on?"