This Is Halloween Monster House Novels & Stories

Everyone knows Dahlia Gray as the sweetest girl they could ever meet. She's beautiful, intelligent, soft-spoken, and always knows exactly what to say. She helps people, smiles at strangers, and never seems to get angry. To everyone around her, Dahlia is simply perfect. But perfection can be dangerous. Behind her gentle smile is a mind that doesn't work like everyone else's. Dahlia doesn't feel guilt the way she should. She doesn't fear consequences. And when someone gets in her way, she knows exactly how to make them disappear without leaving a trace. Then she meets Max Holland. Max is observant, stubborn, and strangely immune to Dahlia's charm. Instead of falling for her inno

“That’s twisted.” Alessio’s mouth tightened. “Yeah. Because I said it first.” The laughter that followed crawled through the walls like static. “Lesson one, Moretti. Always remember the monsters you make.” A door slammed downstairs loud, final. They both jumped. “He’s in the house,” Noa whispered, fear lacing every word. “No,” Alessio said quietly, eyes narrowing. “He never left.” He moved fast dragging Noa with him, cutting through the dark hallways. The lights flickered violently now, stuttering like the heartbeat of something dying. The air pulsed with energy humming, alive.

A massive building suddenly appeared in front of Valeria, making her stop in her tracks. The walls were painted black with red splatters that looked like dripping blood. Valeria winced at the sight, instantly reminded of the image of the deer she had seen earlier. Twisted neon lights formed the words Haunted House, hanging above the entrance, with a mechanical clown face beside it that opened and closed its mouth on repeat. The clown alone was creepy enough to make Valeria’s skin crawl. No wonder the kids were scared yesterday.

Today Mary came back. Since most of the house had been cleaned, it didn't take long to clean up the rest. At 10.35 AM she had finished all the work. After Isabelle paid her, Mary said goodbye to go home. Halloween night is getting closer. All the houses in the neighborhood have decorated their yards and households with horror Halloween decorations. Of course, Isabelle didn't want to miss this moment. After all, it's Emily's first Halloween without her dad.

In the movies I have watched, parties always look fun. Suddenly I can feel that we are being watched or rather I am being watched. And there they are, the Rosemont sisters standing before us. They each have their trays with them and unlike Ella, Phoebe and I they aren't wearing boots but rather matching red bottom heels. Everything about them is matching really. Well except for the color of their hair but the length of it is the same which is very long by the way. It's almost creepy how everyone about them is the same but I guess that's why everyone calls them the Rosemont weirdos.

But who knew that the fantasy romance novel would suddenly get turned into a horror novel. 'Halloween's Party', a game where selected people gets chosen to participate in a supernatural survival game. Those selected people are called as the ‘Players’. It is said that if you complete and clear 'Halloween's Party' you will get what you desire. No matter the wealth, beauty, power or even immortality.

A long time ago, I bet this house was the only one in the neighborhood, then it became a residential neighborhood. There is a stone path to the wooden door. The structure of the house is ideal for Halloween or a horror movie. It scared me on my first visit, but then I got used to all the old stuff. I open the door and enter the huge room with a fireplace and carpet. Yes, a carpet covers the entire floor of the house. I find Drake sitting on the floor, with his long hair down and his clothes loose, and my godmother on the couch. They are looking at a photo album together, and a nostalgic emotion hangs in the air. At the same moment, I feel my heart miss a beat.

I turned to face Niro right away. He instantly shook his head while puckering his lips, and I immediately pouted. My shoulders immediately slumped because of disappointment. That's two thousand pesos, now that I think about it. We can already afford it with three of us. Additionally, it appears like there is furniture there. And the woman was pleading for me to get that house. I'm wondering why. I'm just inquisitive; I'm not a nosy person. It's preferable if you are aware of the cause. You see, we won't live there unless there are wicked spirits or things there that we can't see. It might possibly be the cause of my death.

Looking at his worried face, into those eyes that I used to drown in, I felt a tightness in my chest. "It's nothing. I'm just a little scared." That was the truth. But what scared me wasn't the ritual tomorrow, or losing the child. It was the mystery hidden behind all this. Kael gently wrapped his arm around my shoulders, pulling me into his embrace. His voice was gentle to the extreme, yet it made my skin crawl. "Don't be afraid. I'm here." "Tomorrow, once we enter the secret chamber of the altar, you'll drink the medicine and sleep. It will all be over."

“You look breathtaking tonight, Rose. Just like your name.” “Thank you.” I stuttered, desperate to pull my hand away from his grip. When he didn't budge, I looked to dad, but he was too occupied to notice anything wrong. He finally let go, before ushering us inside. The house was more intimidating on the inside, and no matter how hopeful I tried to be, I just couldn't shake off the eerie feeling that seemed to echo around me. There was something wrong about this place, I just couldn't put a finger on it. Yet.