Best Haunted House Novels Novels & Stories

Warning: This chapter contains scenes that might be upsetting for some readers. Read at your own risk. It's eight p.m. Everything is dark, the moon is at its peak, and there are no signs of humans in the streets. Near the streets, there's a small, rugged creepy house. It's far from town, so people don't usually notice this house. It is surrounded by enormous pine trees, grassy lands, and black ravens. Some people believe that ghosts live in that house because the people who tried to enter that house died.

"Dos said laughing. I thought I was the most weirdo person alive in this world, something even worse! Is there anything worse than me? By the way, my question is not in the answer yet. "There is a ladder" Uno said. As he flick his finger, a light showed up and I saw how the walls move! I can see that this house is a round shape! And there is a pile of books in it! I rolled my eyes and as time went on I realized how big it was! Every book is around and placed on every wall. And there it is .. The ladder! I can see that ladder can be move anywhere. "A-are we in a library?" I asked. "This is inspired by the legendary library." Dos said. Wow! How cool! Also so all the books here are also inspire

My eyes wandered at the scenery in front of us. We are in the Dales, the open beach of Vida Riqueza. It was a beach resort some time ago. The large house in front that had been inhabited by the spider in old age was the house of the owner then. The villas are also dilapidated due to duration. I don't exactly know what happened to the couple who owned this. It is said that a tragedy has taken place. Others, on the other hand, simply seem to disappear. I've been there once, so it's just been a while. Others said it was a cursed place and there was a ghost in the big house. I heard different stories about the place, but I don't know which one is real.

News about the deaths at Old-Vine Town was quick to spread throughout the other towns and people have started to talk about how they were vampires hiding amongst humans all these while because of the fangs and the black blood which they recognized to be a night blood. It was in the stories they have read and heard which has been passed on and knowing that it was real only made them shiver in fear because they now believe there are the others who might also be living among them. And while gossips and fear spread in all the towns, Caitlin packed few of their belongings as she prepared to leave the town tonight with her daughter, believing it was not safe to stay anymore, while on the other han

It depends on the Neutral Alliances if they would follow his suggestion or not. The haunted mansion that was crowded and lively before had now become deserted. The dark, bleak, and desolate mansion in the eyes of a living person had truly become one- both in the living and the dead world.

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.

“It’s just through here.” Swinging open the door, Kate stepped aside, allowing Georgia to slowly shuffle into the spare bedroom. Red, swollen eyes drifted around the room, taking in the fluffy, black comforter thrown atop the twin bed, the antique lamp inherited from Kate’s grandmother centered on the mahogany nightstand and the small, hexagonal mirrors positioned above the gray headboard. Chewing her lower lip, Georgia stepped toward the neatly-organized bookshelf nestled in the corner, a pink acrylic nail brushing along the spine of one of the books. “The Haunting of Hill House,” she mumbled, nodding her head in approval. “Like the show?”

“What happened?” “I saw the village of Upper Hama, the previous Emperor.” “Interesting, is there more?” “That the only part that I could remember and I saw a tale.” “There was a tale?” “Yes.” “What tale, tell me?” “The phantom vessel.” “Heard that one already, but, again, it may be different.” “So, you want to hear it?” “Yes.” IV

Something creaked somewhere in the mansion, and I curled tighter on the sofa, terrified down to my bones. During the day, the mansion looked amazing, like a happy go lucky kind of place, at night, all the stories I read about haunted manors came rushing back. A bit childish, but who needs a house this big for two people to live in anyway?

She smiled at me, picked a few more boxes, and moved them upstairs. Kaden spent a few hours in his office. An hour after breakfast Mrs. Raynolds came in the drawing-room and deposited three books on the coffee table, inclined her head, and left to return a few minutes later with tea. One book was a study in werewolf society, one was a history of the region and more specifically Blakewoods and the Devon family line, and the last one was the detailed duties of a Luna.