Webtoons Horror Novels & Stories

I burst out laughing. "You think Tom sent that text? That was me." Jacob's face went slack. "You don't mean Edgar…" Exactly. I killed Edgar. As a kid, I used to torture animals, watching them writhe and die in pain. It wasn't that the idea of doing it to people had never crossed my mind. I found doing it myself to be boring. Getting others to do it was the real high. Toying with someone's mind and keeping them in my palm was what hooked me.

I don't even have his number! "Hello? Who's there?" I whispered. It was like a horror movie. The girl in the forest screaming and running for her dear life. Maybe it is Jordan. He is a douchebag but can he pull such a stunt just to scare me? One thing I learned from the horror movies I watch is never to scream and run so I backed away and tried to be in the shade because the moon was up and bright. I don't want to be spotted or watched by who may or may not be my predator.

He was lying face down, and face up, all at once. I live in that house now. I am the village "fixer." And every night, I listen to the scratching beneath the floorboards. I don't fear the ones that crawl. I fear the ones that wait. Because now I know that the most terrifying thing in the world isn't death—it’s a corpse that refuses to close its eyes.

Nunu only burst out laughing, worse than before! Oh, I knew his weakness. I quickly opened W*****n on my phone, searched for Kemala, the horror comic famous for its creepy soundtrack, and cranked the volume up before shoving it toward his face. “Here, crack this open!” I said, annoyed as hell. “Damn it, Yu, turn it off!” Nunu yelped, jumping up from the bench in panic. He even dragged Hasan to run away with him. Yep. Those two were absolute cowards when it came to horror. Go run, you chickens!

Eventually, she disappeared from the group's view. And it's never... the end. +++++++++++ Dear readers, "Mrs. Cho" is a reference to the webtoon “Bongcheon-Dong Ghost” which features a ghost who walked in a limping manner. You may want to google it. It's such a delicious and horrifying story. I absolutely adore it. There... you've been warned. Until next time, my dears. This is your storyteller, The Diwata, saying good night.

It was night and she was a little but scared of the shakes that the shadows were forming right above her. " Yes, dear. Your mother will come to see you here. " The lady had replied to her. " I am scared. There are too many monsters out here. " The lady guggled. " There are no monsters out here, Sophia, okay? What you can see is actually because of the way you feel right now. You are so scared . And that is the reason you are seeing the things that you are not supposed to see. The shadows are only forming shakes because you are scared. "