The Shining Horror Novels & Stories

Those were just stories, because in the blink of an eye, the gentle officer who just stood limp on the side, saying nothing but following orders, fell to the ground, holding his neck and jerking in pain as blood gushed out of his throat. The other one, the particular ‘I know everything’ one, trembles as the devil in my wardrobe grasps him and slowly steps out of the wardrobe, his eyes bloodshot and… soulless. He wasn’t like a living human being. His shadow swallows me as I look up at him like a god, taking steps backwards with shaky legs, until I reach the wall, having nowhere else to retreat to. My pupils can only dance around the scene, straight out of a horror movie… I’m fine, except for

But instincts haven't exactly been reliable lately. So yeah... I'll risk a little crazy. We push deeper into the woods, the world narrowing until the trees feel like a tunnel. Just as I'm about to agree with Clara that maybe we shouldn't have come out here, I see it. A shadow in the dark. Just a few feet away. "There." I point. A female silhouette in a hood, stands beside a huge tree, the darkness obscuring our view of her facial features. "This is like the beginning of every horror movie ever." I hear Clara murmur behind me and I can't help but roll my eye mentally...this wasn't the time for jokes!

This was how girls in horror movies ended up missing. Then— Something moved. Just a blur. Behind me. Then in front. Then to the side. I spun in a circle, heart racing now. My breaths turned shallow. My palms were damp. “Alright,” I said, my voice shaking, “I don’t know what kind of prank this is, but I’m not scared of you.” Lies. I was terrified. Then I saw them. Eyes. Not just any eyes—glowing eyes. Golden. Piercing. Watching me from the shadows like a predator. My body locked up.

The spirits whisper, "Devil's Backbone, Devil's Backbone, untimely." Sunny starts panicking as the room gets colder. The mirror then starts to shake on top of the fireplace, and she screams in terror. The spirits' whispers grow louder and more menacing, echoing through the room. Trembling, she clutches onto her blanket, feeling paralyzed with fear and uncertainty.

Much harder than I hope too. “I can smell your fear,” he says. “It’s understandable, but don’t let it control you. This is just like every other full moon, only more painful.” “I know,” I nod. He and Bo have told me that a million times. But still, I can’t help the terror that is flooding through me. More pain, more strength but less control and stronger urges to kill everything and everyone in my path besides other wolves. Oh yeah, this is gonna be a breeze.

Her hand swag towards the glass slitting the wine on the stud looking Veronica. Stop! There was a beeping slience followed by a heavy breathing and heart beat sound. The moon flashed red as Lily held her head, screaming. Her vision twisting showing after-mark- shadows . She could her the stop of the royalty music stop, most people were panicking. Her vision capture the sight of two weeping pink haired ladies, her system and.... Veronica?! Not able to pick what's happening, she blank out. . . . "Ghaaaaaah !" She blink her eyes in surprise nearly missing and attack for a human-zombie-like monster.

“The mean fiend of the silver screen! Your old buddy Borr-hisss!” There was nervous chatter in the audience. The tension that had been building since it had climbed out of the blood was churning through the lot. It was growing. Flowing through everyone in the audience the entire time this thing had been on stage, and somehow he was feeding on it. With each shriek, each breathless gasp and nervous laugh, the shadow of this creature loomed longer. “Well,” it said, smacking its lips. “You came for a spook show, didn’t you? Came to see some horrors?”

It body got drained of blood, has no leg to move but rather moves through the air, it head was of the exact shape of a skeleton. I couldn't control my feet anymore for the speed exceed that of Usain Bolt athlete. As I tried to run inside the house, she was right behind me just as I read it in the Black Cults book that ghost in Tortuga are faster than any human. She almost entered the house with me but Sorcerer pointed a stalf at her, casting the spell, "INCENDIO" with wide range of fire coming out. And then she vanished.

She then gaze ahead, squinting her eyes as she tilted her head a bit. She slumped down again now, in total horror after seeing a row of corpse hanging behind the first she had seen. W-what on earth! Who did such a horrible thing! She pinched herself as she stood up, telling her mind that what she was seeing wasn’t real. However, the scene did nit fade nor did it disappear but stayed there, showing the true horror in front of her. Hellion painstakingly stood up, her legs shaking so much that she almost fell again. She then heard some faint rustles and a gust of cold wind pressed towards her face. Something move from the thorny bushes beside her making her gulped hard. The feeling didn’t subsi

What if he sees you and comes after you? “Oh, Lauren, you dummy,” she moaned. She hadn’t thought this through at all. She’d only been thinking that two murders happened in the forest a few days ago, not that the murderer might be hanging around looking for more victims. If Miranda had been with her, she would have laughed her head off and told Lauren that in horror movies the killer always came back for more. But Lauren didn’t like the kind of horror movies Miranda liked. She didn’t mind being scared and she liked things with creepy atmosphere, but she didn’t like to see a bunch of girls getting cut up by a madman with a knife. At least that was what it seemed all those movies were about.