Thriller Horror Novels & Stories

Dos stopped and said in a matter of fact. Arguing with him won’t do any good. Moreover, he is a bit good with debating. If that happens, I will just drain myself and can’t enjoy the rest of the movie. So, I decided to ignore him and focus to the show. This movie is a horror-thriller. Just my cup of tea. He comfortably sat and stretched his arms. He placed it above my chair while I was too focused on the movie they were watching. I felt a hand above my shoulders that tickled my back neck. I looked angrily at Dos.

Her face was grim in so many ways and it shouted silent threats of my life in danger. ‘Who the hell do you think you are?’ Naledi softly and yet angrily shouted questions at me. ‘What makes you think you can come to my house and threaten me?’ She held a tight grip around my neck, making it difficult for me to breathe. It became clear to me that instead of being a perpetrator, I was about to become a victim, or worse, another murder statistic. As she continued with her quest to stop oxygen from flowing to my brain, she pushed me and my back hit hard against the kitchen counter. She continued tightening her grip around my neck but just before I could pass out, I managed to wriggle free off her

CHAPTER 23 • UNKNOWN PERSON’S POV• Her look of fear made my lips curl into a dark smile. Feeding off their fears made the adrenaline in me rush faster as the scene unfolding before me thrilled me to the core. Her scream was like high-pitched music to my ears, my cochlea tingled back at the sound and my heart raced enlivened by their horror. I could literally taste the panic off her,thick and sweet just as I want it to be.The scene before me sent a thrill down my spine to the core of my bones giving me a sick satisfaction.

This was a funny Thai horror movie, and it started off with a laugh. Hannah always had a low sense of humor. Just as it had started, she laughed so hard that she ended up choking herself. As the plot developed, the scene started to become dark and eerie. The lights in the audiovisual room were turned off, accompanied by surrounding 3D sound effects, creating a full atmosphere. Hannah glanced at Kendall beside her and asked, "Aren't you afraid?" "Are you afraid?" He pursed his lips and opened his hands, saying, "If you're scared, come over here."

The stench of death hung in the air, Mike’s black ooze slowly seeping into the carpet. I forced myself to stay calm, my eyes scanning the rapidly scrolling chat. 【Wait, I think this is a word game!】 【What do you mean?】 【I’ve played horror games like this before. The Boss twists your wish! That guy said he wanted to ‘expose’ the Boss, and the Boss stripped all the flesh from his bones.】 【Holy crap, so how do you beat it?】

I forced back the dizzying blackness and made myself roll onto my back, saving myself from the booted heel denting the spot my head had just been. I lashed out, my foot connecting with the side of a knee cap as I fumbled for my gun. The leg gave way beneath the impact and the wretch landed on top of me, its loose hair blinding me as razor sharp teeth sunk into the front of my bare shoulder. A scream exploded in my ears, burning my throat. My frantic fingers brushed leather and my gun slid free. I angled it upwards, wedging it against a scrawny rib cage as I filled it with the last of my bullets. It - she - pulled back, the oily pools of her black eyes sucking me in, paralysing me until her b

My jaw clenched and I exhaled nothing less than the sound of a growl. Looking in my rearview mirror before getting out, I noticed the color of my eyes had changed to black. They only turn black when I let my demon out, the demon that craves the sound of screams, the smell of blood, the sight of fear in someone’s eyes, the feeling of their bones crushing in my bare hands. It had been a while since I had done any good and decent torture - Bradley and his group of thugs seemed like a great place to cure that craving.

“Did I enter the wrong room? Is this even a horror game? I thought I clicked an otome game!” Everyone was stunned, and just like that, under the players’ watchful eyes, he carried me upstairs.

“Begging won’t help. When we get back to the real world, I’ll beat you to death!” In the horror game, players couldn’t attack other players, or they would suffer backlash. But in the real world, there were no such rules. “Just right, I’m hungry. I’ll try the burrito you made.” Jack grabbed the deluxe burrito and stuffed it into his mouth. But he suddenly bit into something foreign. He spat it out and found a severed finger. Terrified, he immediately threw the burrito away and slapped me several times. “Damn it, who told you to put something like this inside?”

She chuckled. "Nice idea! We'll watch a horror movie!" I said happily as I watched her eyes widen at the suggestion. "No! I want to watch The Vow!" She pouted. "How about Insidious? Or The Exorcism of Emily Rose?" I asked, ignoring her protests and skipping to the box to search for a good horror movie. "No!" She shouted behind me. "How about Poltergeist?" "No!" "Annabelle?" "No!" "The Grudge?" "No freaking way. I don't​ want to wet my pants. I watched it once and damn, I was so near to pissing myself. That creature, oh my God, that thing in that movie gives me nightmares."