Undertale Halloween Novels & Stories

The popular multiday event would have contestants come up with creative pumpkin displays which they could pose before they met the judges on the main 'Oktoberfest' event. "Still not into it, huh?" Matt spoke after noticing Jake's head shake a little in disapproval. "I donno about you, man," Gabriel added, referring to Jake, "but I know this year's Halloween will be super awesome!" Jake's mind drifted off for a moment as his Halloween-bedazzled friends went on chattering about the event and that's when he noticed a hooded figure brush past him. The weird thing was that Jake felt an eerie feeling the same moment that figure moved past. Stopping, Jake turned instinctively.

Meredith sighed and followed them reluctantly. Halloween celebrations were in full bloom in Connecticut. Houses were decorated with assortment of decorations. Children in colourful costumes, supervised by adults had started coming out of the houses. The three girls watched as a group of teenagers, all of them clad in Halloween costumes emerged from a link-road. They were laughing and chatting about going to a party. One of the girls who was in a witch costume smiled at the three of them. “Nice mask,” she said to Jill. “It looks like a second skin.”

As if about a dozen masters had appeared at the cemetery, carrying out a collective spiritualism ritual. Except, there weren’t any masters. Or rituals. Nor anyone reading a spell capable calling forth a restless spirit. There was only Reive and his nocturne. The Undead King’s nocturne... The shapes were becoming clearer, and the dead faces were becoming brighter. The music continued to flow like the moonlight, under which, the undead began to dance. I saw a girl in a white dress. Maybe once, it had been quite a different color, but now, it was the shade of ash. Torn rags were hanging down the skirt. There were death spots on her hands and face, and a rotten tongue fell out of her mouth.

The humans went about their business eating dinner and getting ready for sleep; oblivious to what went on inside the large canopy of the dense trees. Deep inside the forest, the scent of blood hung thick in the air. The night had gone eerily quiet as the five creatures were standing in a loose circle. They were oddly shaped- a cross between an orc and a goblin with limbs sprouting from their bodies at odd angles. Their eyes were mere sockets, lidless and black orbs and a slit for a mouth with a set of crisscrossed pincers and a long nose to complete their look. They were the hycwens, a blood-thirsty race of wild and untamed creatures that killed for sport and ate anything that moved.

Meredith sighed and followed them reluctantly. Halloween celebrations were in full bloom in Connecticut. Houses were decorated with assortment of decorations. Children in colourful costumes, supervised by adults had started coming out of the houses. The three girls watched as a group of teenagers, all of them clad in Halloween costumes emerged from a link-road. They were laughing and chatting about going to a party. One of the girls who was in a witch costume smiled at the three of them. “Nice mask,” she said to Jill. “It looks like a second skin.”

She then saw Atropos and Lahkesis setting up some stones and pebbles in a circle. Sandra looked at it and asked “ Tomorrow is the full moon night. I hope tomorrow we can find the ring owner” Atropos looked at Sandra and stood up and said ‘ Yes tomorrow evening we shall perform the ritual here. We have the ring. Tomorrow the ring will find its owner” “Do we need Alice for it?”Sandra enquired “Not really. But ensure she is at home. It will be easy to locate for us" Lahkesis informed “She might be in her night class when we perform the ritual so it is not a problem.’ Sandra said

Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she slammed her fist against the glass, not to escape, but to warn me. She wasn't pointing at the creature. She was pointing at me. I followed her frantic gesture, looking at the window again. I looked at the glass, but I didn't see her reflection. I saw mine. But the reflection wasn't mine. It was the face of the portrait. The room began to shake. The walls of the Master Suite groaned, the wood warping and twisting like agonized flesh. I realized then that the dare wasn't a game. It was a harvest. The Blackwood Estate didn't just haunt people; it cycled them.

Besides, he wanted to learn a little about whom he was up against. “We’ve known about your kind for some time now. However, what we didn’t know was when our turn would show up on your list of things to kill. I came up with a spell that would inform me when I was to be next. I knew that wasn’t enough though, I needed allies. I knew that the only ally I could ever hope to get help from was another one of your targets. After all, they would appear on your list sooner or later. I then devised a spell that would make you corporeal and at the same time vulnerable, which is what the chant you hear is doing. I see you looking at the men before you. I’m guessing you’re trying to work out what kind of

- R Raven. Ayana deleted the text, but the warning was clear. The clock was ticking faster than they'd planned. And the storm was only beginning.

I plan on making it the biggest Halloween party that this town has ever seen, and after recent weeks and the extra publicity, why not use all that bad publicity in our favour? I giggle to myself as my mind works overtime. The Mystery Wolf will return to the Star Gazer for one night only, Our Hunt The Werewolf Halloween special! Yes… That’s going to get the people talking and hopefully bring in the crowds to make it a night to remember. I send Raul an email with a project document outline. My plan is to open tomorrow night with a special discount for these last few days leading up to Halloween. Anyone who buys one of the Halloween special drinks shall get a token, but what are the tokens for?