Young Adult Horror Novels & Stories

They emerge from a hole in the ground, a dark and menacing opening that seems to be the very gate to the underworld. The Drider, an equally terrifying entity, accompanies them. Its appearance is a grotesque blend of spider and humanoid, with a body covered in dark hair and long, sharp legs that creak with every movement. Its eyes, a bloody red, reflect pure malice and an insatiable thirst for power. Together, Drider and the Skinning of the mind are the embodiment of horror, a sight that could chill the bravest of souls to the bone.

If it is a girl Ma Vista, the child will start having nightmares at the age of 16, some develop a bit later than that and their nightmares finishes in the middle of their 17th year. Suddenly we are at the bottom of the website and its over, that’s all the information were going to get out of it. I look at Ash the bit about meeting the other Ma Vista has never happened before. Now we know we are the last creatures of the light, so to destroy these monsters we have to do it, because if we don’t win, if they win the world will suffer and eventually the monsters will rule the world with the master. Until they became bored of him and this time when he dies, he won’t be reincarnated because there

This was a different kind of disguise, for a different kind of predator. As I got ready, I felt like I was splitting in two again. Maeve, the girl worrying about bills and her family. Eve, the dancer at the club. And now, this new person, Caden's spy. Someone forced to smile and charm and dig for information. It felt dirtier, more calculated. At The Onyx, at least people knew what they were buying. Here, I would be lying, tricking, using my youth and looks in a way that felt even more dishonest.

“Of course. Very serious work.” He passed her the soda. His fingers brushed hers. A little spark—not magical, just human—ran up her arm. The lights dimmed further as yet another trailer started, this one for something involving a haunted house, a mismatched group of friends, and a lot of stylish screaming. “Do you want to skip this one?” he asked quietly. “We can close our eyes and pretend it’s an insurance commercial.” “I write horror,” she said. “I can handle a trailer.”

Zein and Zeina's faces were mutilated, their flesh torn, worms gnawing at their small bodies, leaving the corpses around them untouched. Alia turned toward the children, tears streaming down her face, her heart breaking. Areej continued driving frantically, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, until he felt a strange movement on his chest... a worm crawling from his shirt pocket, sliding toward his neck. He barely noticed it until the worm suddenly tore a piece from his throat. He groaned, screaming, a pure, terrifying sound filling the night air.

"Tell him whatever you think it is best 'cause I won't be showing up. If 'she is asleep' that comes to your mind, say it. Or 'she don't wanna come' it is fine by me, 'she doesn't want to see you' whichever way. I am not just coming." "Okay then." "Thank you as you do so," I plugged my earpiece, then laid back on bed. "Goodnight." **** (No! Whimpering! Darkness! Fire! Tears!) Noo! Not again! I pressed my back against the wall, folded up a leg, then I dug my finger into my hair. This is beyond me mum, dad! I can't handle this all alone. What is the secret behind this nightmare? *** The shadow was moving closer. It was following me all over again. This couldn't be Brad. That was not Brad. So wh

I didn't even recognize my friend. "What is wrong? Are you surprised by my appearance?” I nodded, confirming her words. And for some reason, this new appearance seems familiar to me. The sheer makeup, the braided hair, and the thin bangs that were left around her forehead felt very familiar. "I feel like I saw myself in middle school," I sarcastically said. I could tell that the girl was really being sarcasticed, well it can't be helped, I'm just telling the truth. “Hey, are you the only one who looks like this? Everyone has too."

I remember when I was in the sorcerer's house in the night almost get carried away by the ghost in the night of Tortuga, I remember when I and my friends where having a nice and enjoyable Halloween Night party with our costumes before the arrival of the Black cults. I remember my parents and started crying...I started weeping but... couldn't weep out as there is no one to be of my aid here instead I would even get into more danger my giving a sound to show that am downstairs to anyone close to where is am. I feel lost, tired, weak as I haven't eaten for three days and the last thing I ate was a fruit, Apple I guess. As I was down depressed, weeping and thinking about my life, I hear a sound

He didn't care where he was going; he just wanted to get out of that place. Raia still couldn't believe what happened when he returned to his dormitory. He just witnessed a murder right in front of his eyes. And it wasn't just an ordinary murder; it was done by a ghoul—a fucking ghoul and a strong one who easily broke a head while crazily laughing at it. The next day was another day for classes, but Raia seemed to have lost all her enthusiasm to get out of bed. He stayed up the last night thinking about what he saw, and no matter how many times he tried to forget everything, it felt like a broken record in his mind.

What business does a sixteen or seventeen year old boy have out in the woods in the middle of the night with a sketchy ass goth MAN, who looks like that guy Chris Evans played in that movie about....7 deadly ex's? Anyways, I was getting bad vibes from him. Who even wears leather pants anymore and that hair...yuck, its way out of style. "So have you ever done this before," the kid asked shyly. Done what..... Wait, hold on one minute. Is this like that episode of shadowhunters, where Izzy got addicted to vampire venom.