Young Adult Horror Novels & Stories

His wrinkled face looked like it was crawling with countless wriggling worms. I shuddered and stepped back, whispering to Silvia, "Good thing I've got you. This place is terrifying." She snorted and suddenly shoved me forward, straight toward George. With an icy laugh, she said, "This pretty boy will make a great offering. You're going to love him." Before I could react, George gestured, and several eerie puppets stepped forward to pin me down and drain my blood. A sharp bell rang out, echoing through the night.

But my grandfather sent me again to another school named 'HARRISON UNIVERSITY' A typical but high-end school congested with bitches, nerds, lovers, jerks, bullies, and the pathetic ones who love to see themselves bullied. Not until I started to see bizarre things, I never wish to involve with. 'Monsters'—that's what Harrison University has. From that day on, I learn that all things happening inside this campus are bound to each other. Too late for me to realize that these will lead me to the place where I can find the identity that I myself don't want to bring back.

“I mean, it does have its funny bits, but basically, it's good horror.” “Then I back out,” Hunter said. “Me too,” Jamie added quickly. “I've never seen it, right?” Jayden's voice sounded low, and I turned to look at him. His eyes sought confirmation from me, and I shook my head. “No, I don't think you've seen it.” Jayden looked down, staring at his plate. “I want to see it,” he said, still in a quiet tone. Both Jamie and Hunter jumped in and sucked in a deep breath before starting to plead with Jax not to let them watch the horror movie. I almost laughed at their antics, while Tyler smiled mischievously at Jayden, who smiled back despite looking a little hesitant.

I was glad I won’t stand out too much. We arrive at Xander’s house after a few minutes. His house was more of a dark side kind of house. It was gothic and gave you the creeps. Old cold men stood as statues lining up the way to the front door. Music thumped inside the house. It felt like a high school monster party. Okay maybe I watch too much Ant farm and paranormal movies. This would be a good beginning for a horror story where Zombies come attacking. No, zombies don’t have brains to plot this. Better yet, Vampires.

“Sa piling kasi ng mahal nila, doon nila nahahanap ang kanilang sarili.” “Ah…” “Blue…” “Hmm…” “May tanong pa ako sa’yo.” “Inatake na naman ang curiosity mo. Ako naman ang magtatanong sa’yo. Kung isasapeikula ang buhay natin, ano kaya ang magiging genre?” “Hmm… Romance?” “Mali.” “Eh ano?” “Horror. Ikaw ba naman may kasamang sleepwalker na tumatawa na parang mangkukulam gabi-gabi.”

In last year's Saturday before Halloween, Jake lied he had a cold and ended having to put up with his annoying brother at home. It's not that he was scared or anything(except from the dark). Hell, he was a big fan of horror stories and movies like Friday the 13th, The Shining, The Amityville Horror and his personal favorite, It. It was just that trying to bring to life such stuff seemed like a very stupid idea to him. 'Fuck Halloween,' he found himself muttering and turned to switch off his phone when he noticed something. Just below Matt's text dialog box, another dialog seemed to have popped up and Jake thought he saw the words, we'll see about that before disappearing and immediately afte

But, no matter how hard he convinces himself, the fear of losing his only son haunts him constantly. When the visiting hour is up, Larry came home with a bottle of cheap rum. He drunk everything even though he doesn't really know how to drink alcoholic beverages. Even when he was young, he never really learned how to be a cool kid. --------------------- "Hello, Mr. Swanson. Good evening!" One of the high school student greeted Robert when he entered the Sunnyville Milkshake shop. He was about to grab some dinner when he saw the bullies drinking milkshakes together. They are all having fun after classes, all while one of the schoolmates is in the hospital.

Though, it id possible that those boxes doesn't carry biscuits anymore. Both flinched when a lost soul suddenly appeared before their eyes. It is a soft looking young man who died in estimated age of twent to twenty five. "Where are you heading to?" He asked and suddenly, his gentle demeanor turned into an eerie one. His soft features suddenly turned rough. Tge two took a step backwards in shock with a little bit of fear. Mara summoned her scythe in a panic and slashed it through the lost soul, and luckily, he was judged and was sent to where it belongs.

: --- The rain tapped lightly against the windows of the old library as Anna flipped through the yellowed pages of an urban legends book. The room was dimly lit, the overhead light flickering occasionally, casting eerie shadows across the table. Her best friend, Mia, leaned over her shoulder, eyes wide with curiosity. “Why are you always digging into creepy stuff?” Mia asked, half-laughing, half-nervous. Anna shrugged, brushing her curly black hair out of her face. “I like stories that make your skin crawl. Look at this one,” she said, pointing to the faded text on the page.

Hyperion's look was one of disbelief and surprise. “Hey, in a healthy way. Before starting a game I ask to what level the person is comfortable with the situations that can happen. Hmm… How to explain it better? Imagine that the people who play horror with me, it's like those people who go to the cinema to buy a ticket to a horror movie, they can choose from children's horror to Hunger Games, including Bone Collector, among other titles. Then the person will watch the film and know that the people who participated in the films are seeing their reaction and being happy because they fulfilled their role, which is to frighten and frighten.” I tried to explain without sounding too psychopathic,