Best Haunted House Novels & Stories

Thus, no person wanders by accident or goes sightseeing. Most people called the place haunted because of rumors spread by campers. They said that while spending the night in the forest, they heard faint music coming from the nearby hill. Out of curiosity, they ventured in the midst of darkness and were astounded to see the lights on the townhouse but when they pressed the doorbell, no one answered. Then, suddenly, the beautiful melody was replaced by eerie silence so when the lights went out from the place, they were already running away. Little did they know, inside the infamous and feared house lives an alive human being. In fact, she was a harmless young girl. Locked away. Alone. Despairi

I'm standing on the roof of the school building oblivious to the sudden rainfall. I feel numb and paralyzed from everything. I move closer to the edge, my heart not pounding from any sort of fear. How could I be afraid, I have just experienced my worst fear so now I'm no longer afraid. I don't fear anything anymore, not even death. I have never tried to jump off a building before or rather Aurora never tried that when she attempted to kill me all those times. I think it's the most effective way to kill yourself, nothing can go wrong.

I called to make sure she was still on the line as I parked my car in the driveway. "Still here. Hey, can I ask you a quick question?" She asked anxiously. "Sure." "What were your parents thinking when they bought the house you're living in. I swear it's haunted, at least that's what the rumors say. You should see how creepy the place looks on Halloween night. It's fucked up."

The one that reminded her of her mother. He moved them to this weird, small town that she hates. The people are strange. They have these weird legends that they live by. Like the woods behind her house. They call it the 'Forbidden Forest' like it is a freaking Harry Potter book. No one goes in them. The trees behind her house stretch on for miles and miles, a line of trees as far as the eye can see. But people say that there is a mansion, somewhere through the perpetual darkness and the spooky trees. The people around the town also claim that it is haunted. That a monster lives in those woods and he kills anyone that goes in them.

Jon only gave me a brief side glance, almost looking askance at me, but said nothing and continued to drive deeper into the woods. The cabin was now beyond a humble abode, to me the brown wooden structure tarnished with white and black from failed attempts to revive its derelict appearance with paint, resembled those haunted cabins in the woods in horror movies and those cabins were infamous for many things- none of which are pleasant. I felt like I was walking into some deformed serial killer's lair or into a domain for creatures of the night and supernatural entities; ghosts, vampires and wicked witches with an appetite for human flesh.

He did invite me out at night to a graveyard after all… I pressed myself close to his side as we slowly walked along the dark path in the haunted house. Looking around, I could tell that the decorations were made to portray a vampire theme. There were fake blood, coffins, skeletons and other haunting items scattered all around. Now and then, there would be a shrilled high-pitch scream in the distant and the howling of wolves. While Hayden seemed to enjoy looking around, I spent the time to mentally prepare myself for when the ghost would come out and scare us.

THAT HAUNTED HOUSE After covering all the way of the road, the car was now passing through a desolate place. Not even a single bird could be seen flying over there in the sky and not even an ant could be found that way. Xander stopped the car in front of a haunted house. Since it was cloudy, windy and raining at night. Only a lone lamp was there outside the house, casting a din, yellow light on the scary and faded features of the house. At an irregular interval, the house used to get illuminated from the lightning in the sky. He got down from the car and stood in front of the house, once again checking his pocket for the bottle.

“And we are so sorry about your mate, Alpha King, and sincerely hope that you can find her. If you need any official level assistance from the Supernatural Council, please feel free to notify us. We will do everything in our capacity to help.” “That is much appreciated, Honorable Nadesya,” I say with a light bow. “If the local supernatural community in Romania or any other land tries to have an issue, we will be sure to follow your advice.” “Speaking of the locals, let me give you a bit of information. Now, I don't know if this will be useful or not, but there is a specialty in the region named Transylvania, Romania. There is a forest there called the Hoia Baciu, also known as the most haunt

“I don’t know, Luna Ava. I’ve seen some weird stuff in my time. You can’t always explain everything with logic.” “Like what?” Chris asked, shooting Mike an intrigued look that left me a bit taken aback. Mike’s expression grew more serious, his voice dropping to a near whisper. “Well, I grew up in a haunted house. No joke.” I couldn’t help but roll my eyes as I took a bite of my pot pie. “Come on, Mike. There’s no such thing as ghosts.” “No, really,” he insisted, leaning closer. “Things would move on their own, and we would hear voices at night. Sometimes we would see shadowy figures in the hallways. It got so bad that my parents had to get a medium to cleanse the place.”