A Haunted House And Other Short Stories นิยาย & เรื่องราว

And after what she told me earlier,of what she had seen…” Hollingsworth Manor,July 1984 “I swear to you Polly,”Ginny said in her most excited voice.”I saw her…in my room!” “Calm down Ginny,”Polly implored.”Tell me everything from the beginning.” Polly pulled her younger sister down next to her on the low wall overlooking the garden,where the flowers were in full bloom.Ginny’s beautiful elfin face,so much like her own,was frozen in a mask of pure terror. “I believe you Polly,everything you said about this place is true…its haunted!At first I only felt it,but now… I have seen this evil with my own two eyes!”

Omar looked at her face The moon was glimmered its luminous on her face while her nose pin shines through it, Her white teeth biting her bottom lip while her hair was softly flowing with breeze Omar didn't realize when he started leaning towards her, feelings his closeness to her, Hana fisted his shirt, her heart jumping in hr chest. "Hana!" When their lips was inches apart, Omar called her, to ask for permission. Hana hold onto his arm tightly, not having strength to open her eyes or nod her head. Two budding flowers in lawn faced each other as moon hide itself behind clouds to spread darkness. The End

Nakaramdam siya ng uhaw kaya nagdesisyon siyang bumaba. Nang nasa hagdan na siya ay nakaramdam siya na may dumaan sa ibaba. Tiningnan niya ito pero biglang nawala. Nang papasok na siya sa kusina ay naramdaman niyang may dumaan ulit sa likod niya. Paglingon niya ay wala na naman. Kailan pa naging haunted ang bahay ko eh kakagawa lang nito?

As the stories got scarier, I noticed a few of the younger pack members huddling closer to their parents, seeking comfort and reassurance. Soon, it was my turn to share a story. Feeling the weight of the moment, I cleared my throat and began my tale. "In a small village, there was a haunted mansion. It was said that the spirit of a vengeful witch roamed the halls, seeking revenge on anyone who dared to enter her domain..." I let my imagination run wild, conjuring spine-chilling scenes and mysterious characters. The pack leaned in closer, their eyes wide with fascination, hanging onto every word I spoke. The suspenseful atmosphere made my heart race with excitement.

"Definitely a no child. I am just away for two days. Colby and Shawn will love to have you around. I will discuss it with you tonight over dinner and as for tomorrow and the day afterward you need to enjoy." He put his hand around me and squeeze it. Shawn let out a sigh "okay, will talk with Colby then. See you tomorrow" he wave goodbye and drive away. I turn to go inside the house when I catch something moving fast from the corner of my eye. I look around on alert but there is nothing. I look at the house across the street and see a figure moving behind the window curtain. 'I think this town is haunted' I thought to myself. "Sr. Claire" I look back to find Oldega looking at me with concern

ALYSSA Sneaking out is easy but climbing back in is a problem when you’re living in a packhouse like mine. The packhouse is the biggest building in Moonfall—but I can confidently say it isn’t the biggest everywhere, when it’s barely even a mansion. It’s a well-lit cream home that every modern couple in the stories aspires to have their children in… until they later find out that it’s haunted. ‘I did say that you’ve been reading way too many horror books.’

Suddenly, something pushed me down on the sofa and as I started to rise, I found myself pushed down again. Flailing about against the pressure holding me in place, I felt a yanking at the bottom of my legs. My shoes were being pulled off and as I tried to bend over to reach them, I was once again thrust against the back of the sofa. My trousers were now being tugged down. Clinging to the top of them was useless, as they were torn from my grasping fingers. Struck by what was happening, it was as if lightening suddenly struck me, at the realization that maybe this house really was haunted. I was suddenly dumb with fear that my dream of wanting to date Brian’s old girlfriend was going to get me

The house is usually occupied only by me and stepmom but now Felix is back. Today the house is quiet. Lizzy, my stepmom went to the mall and Felix left home a lot earlier, making me the only person in the huge house. Finally tired of sitting alone, I decide to explore the building and to take a better look around. I know curiosity killed the cat but peeking around is harmless, right? Tucking my long black hair behind my ear, I stroll down the hallway and round the corners till I stop in front of a room with a big F written on it.

Now let's talk about my other books. Nightmare Land is not changing, but I am re-editing the first 18 chapters, which I will try to finish as soon as I can. Again, I will try to get the re-edits out with a new chapter, so just bear with me. Not only that, but I'm trying to add on a new book called Dark Tales of the Alive Undead. I have received no response about that either, but I'm waiting for an entire week to see if my editor will respond. I know they say to wait a whole month for new books, but this is also about my other books.

And somewhere in the shadows of my quiet apartment, something very old… stirred. I finally summoned courage to slam the book shut with a sharp snap that echoed through my quiet apartment. My heart was racing, skin flushed hot despite the cool rain still pattering against the windows. That invisible presence lingered in the air like heavy incense — thick, masculine, and far too interested. I couldn’t explain it, but every instinct screamed that opening that book any further tonight would be dangerous. “No,” I whispered to the empty room. “Not tonight.”