Visual Horror Novels & Stories

Brad fell silent too, and the whole car was filled with an uneasy quietness. As time passed, maybe because of hearing bastard Archie's name, it triggered a discomforting feeling within me. My head started throbbing, and terrifying images flashed through my mind – raging flames, mangled bodies, haunting darkness. It felt as if I were trapped in a nightmarish realm, struggling to break free, but unable to escape. Suddenly, eerie and horrifying screams echoed in my mind, and a blood-red vision seemed to confront me, leaving me in a state of shock.

It’s not there anymore, anyway. Still. Even when my two normal eyes are open and I’m all the way here and all the way aware, I sense my black eye pulsing. It’s like an itch in the bone, this feeling. Rolling over, buzzing in slow circles. Like a wasp’s nest boiling in honey. Angry. It shows me blood. It sprays a stench of scarlet across people’s faces as they’re talking to me. It drags claws through their eyes. It hurts them, shreds them. I have to watch it like a psychic death-wish. Sick and surreal as a 70s horror film, like the ones that dude by the coast made us watch. I had to pretend I didn’t like them, but I did. What my eye shows me makes me feel the same.

I have only 3 days left before miss Lauretta throws me out. I went to collect the bill for his meal,his girlfriend is a talkative. She talks like a parrot,I made to collect it as soon as my hands touched his,I felt a tingling sensation, I quickly took the money and left. He stood up and left. I counted the money,while counting it I saw a note.. "COUNTRY CITY MALL...7PM" Oh my god he left a note,he wanted to see me. I contemplated going. I didn't know him enough but, risks are meant to be taken .

The sight before me sends a chill down my spine, making me realize the depth of darkness that lies within someone I had thought I knew. My heart clenches in my chest as one of Alex's men opens the wine barrel, revealing a sight so horrific that it freezes me in place. Inside the barrel lies the lifeless body of a man, drained of blood, his pale and empty eyes staring into nothingness. The scene before me is overwhelming and shocking. I can't believe what I am witnessing. Just moments ago, I was watching a horror movie with my stepbrother and his girlfriend, thinking it was all make-believe. Now, the reality of the situation is sinking in, and it's too much for me to process. The boundary bet

After that, all the lights in the villa went out. Xyla could not see anything in the dark. The complete darkness and silence made Xyla feel afraid. Carefully, she stood up and fumbled in the dark to look around for a torchlight. However, she could not find it. At that moment, Xyla could hear someone walking outside her room. Due to the complete darkness, Xyla felt extremely afraid when she heard the sound. Her scalp prickled as she subconsciously became alert. What was going on? Could a criminal have broken into the villa? Did someone turn off the main electrical switch?

With one final shriek, the vampire wriggled before bursting into nothing but ashes. Adrenaline pumping through her body after the kill, she took off in the direction that she was headed in when the vampire had appeared. A long night of hunting had finally come to an end and she could now return home. The city tonight was frozen. Thousands laid up in their homes to hide away from winter's harsh bite, giving her the perfect opportunity to strike when needed. Of course, at this hour there were still some people around but most were drunks that were intoxicated to the point where hallucinations were possible. There was no need to be discreet for now.

he stated firmly. The room seemed to spin faster, blurring into a chaotic whirlwind of shadows and fear. My mind became a canvas for horrifying images that assaulted my senses. I saw the killer, his face twisted with sadistic pleasure, as he savored the taste of blood on the blade of his knife. My mind replayed the scene over and over, each time highlighting his deranged eyes studying my every reaction, reveling in the terror he had inflicted.

He shakes his head and blubbers, “I don’t know what you want me to say.” I grab him between the legs, seeing nothing but a slideshow of Lena’s torment on repeat. I could saw off my own fingers, and I’d hardly notice.They’re hurting her. Scaring her. Making her cry. The blade cuts through skin and muscle, eliciting a scream that horror movies can’t imitate. That sound can only be born from the type of horror very few humans actually experience. It sounds like music. Is it the same sound Lena is making? Blood spurts, painting Ra and me in crimson. He sucks in a deep breath, preparing to let loose another scream no one else will ever hear, but then he passes out.

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."

‘Believe me you don’t. ‘What are you going to do.’ ‘I am going to kill you, simple as that.’ He stared at me without blinking. For the first time in my life, I was petrified of him. He looked like he meant what he said. He slowly walked towards me, like he always did whenever he wanted to make love to me. This time, it was a little different. He looked like he was about to hurt me. I slowly reversed but he caught me. He grabbed hold of my neck and pressed me against the wall.