Survive Horror Movie Novels & Stories

Ash gray streaks on his cheeks to make them look sunken in. “How’d you like that last one?” he asked, gesturing over his shoulder at the darkened screen. His voice was honey over broken glass. “Horror Hotel? I stayed there once. Nice place when I got there, but by the time I left, everyone was dying to get out!”

Franca's mom began to ask for money but to her surprise, Ricardo brought out a gun with a silencer fixed to it and shoots Franca's mom then Franca's Aunt asked that Franca be shot too which Ricardo did then he threw the fire at the house. The couple quickly leave with the babies while Franca didn't die. Her drag was weak with lots of blood loss while her mom was dead, she tried to crawl out of the fire but she was weak already because she had loose lots of blood and inhale lots of smoke. Luckily for Franca, the neighbors called the fire service who help her out and put out the fire but before they could bring out her mom she was dead. Franca went into a coma and didn't wake up until after si

they actually survived that fire? ***

Grace wouldn't send such hateful messages! She hadn't even been told about the funeral because they were afraid she couldn't handle it. She still didn't know Clara had passed away. Clinging to one last hope, Daniel dialed the number. It connected after two rings, but instead of the soft voice he expected to hear, a mocking tone cut through the line. "Clara, you finally answered. I can't believe you still aren't dead after being bitten by that snake. If you're alive, get back here and transfer everything to me! Do as I say, and I won't have Mom and Dad take your kidney!"

He took a big chunk of bite from the human part as Willow watched him in terror. "Because we would adapt, does not mean that we are zombies. We are survivors! If you want us to save your sister, Piper, your grandma, and the Crowville at large, we have to survive!" He started chewing the raw human part as blood dripped down from the meat to his chin. Willow could not take it anymore as she started to vomit inside the cell.

Because even after three months— even after everything— I’d recognize her anywhere. Maria. Alive. My jaw tightens. Hard. “She survived.” “Unknown,” my assistant replies carefully. “The footage is incomplete.” I don’t respond. Because I don’t need confirmation. I don’t need proof. I know. “She’s alive.” Silence. Then— “There’s more.” The screen shifts again. New footage. Different location. Different time. And this time— my entire body goes still. Because I see her again. Standing. Walking. Moving. But something’s wrong.

The survivors knew that if they were thrown down there, death would be the least terrifying outcome. Because death wasn't guaranteed. Becoming one of those monsters was.

Only the horror surfacing on my face, Martha and the guy tried to shoot me. I wonder if Onyx knows about this side of his best friend. If it wasn’t about him, I would have killed this bitch then before she could breathe again. I ran and hid somewhere in the woods but it is of no use. They are shooting in every damn direction. I can’t run or hide, not sure if i will survive. The thoughts of them doing horrendous things to me send a chilled shiver to my spine. Humans are cruel, i knew but now i have seen it too.

She was struck by the impossible absurdity of the situation. This was questioning the very core of her belief in life,death and the afterlife.These things were the trademarks of fiction and Hollywood movies. Could it be possible?Could some semblance of the soul remain even after death?Could this remnant of a mortal existence find a way to manifest itself,even after being dead for so long? For a heartbeat Beth imagined that she was unconscious,that when she’d left Marcus to race up the stairs,she'd fallen and hit her head and this was all some vivid dream.

I'm feeling scared even hearing the unnerving background sounds without watching. I texted Sophie and Ryan hoping they would text me back. But it's nearly midnight and seeing that they didn't reply to me, I think they are already sleeping. "Go to your room if you are not watching the movie. Then you can stare at your phone all you want." Jason said giving me a smug smile. "No, I'm watching." I turned back my concentration to the movie which I hope I didn't do just to prove Jason wrong. There is always this one guy in all horror movies, who doesn't have any fear and take his friends with him saying it's fine getting them all killed. I shouted at the television.