Creepy Abandoned House Novels & Stories

Her phone remained silent, but dread coiled tighter with each passing minute. Victor’s warning echoed in her head: Adrian is reopening the past. She grabbed her coat and rushed out. If Adrian discovered the truth, everything she had worked for would collapse. --- Later that evening, Adrian received an encrypted message containing a location and a single line: If you want answers, come alone. He stared at the message, instincts clashing with curiosity. Against better judgment, he grabbed his keys. --- The abandoned underground parking structure smelled of damp concrete and rust. Adrian stepped cautiously between rows of empty spaces, his footsteps echoing.

This time around, Jenny was the first to arrive at the abandoned house. She stood in the center of the dust-choked living room, her fingers twitching as she checked her watch for the fourth time in as many minutes. Being the first to arrive made her skin crawl; every shadow in the corner of the room looked like a figure waiting to jump out. She moved to the bedroom and it didn't look any better than the living room, with cigars scattered everywhere and not to forget the packs of condoms. The sight made her stomach churn. She was so lost in the sight that she didn’t hear the front door open as Reyes stepped in.

And suddenly nobody was smiling anymore. The building in front of us looked old. Very old. Its faded brick walls appeared neglected. The windows were dusty and cracked. Several sections looked completely abandoned. Sarah slowly exhaled. “This place feels creepy.” “Because it is creepy,” Maya answered. “Extremely creepy.” Honestly, nobody disagreed. The group climbed out together. The cold air hit immediately. Wind tugged gently at my hair. Clouds drifted across the sky above us. Everything felt strangely quiet. Too quiet. The kind of quiet that warned you.

Vines formed a twisted maze upon the side of the house, reaching their tentacles towards the roof. The house's walls showed black decay by neglect. Splotches of original paint hinted at the house's former prosperity. Cobwebs covered the corners of the doors, tiny black spiders threading towards their prey. The house is fit for the kings and queens of the supernatural. When he opened the door, it begrudgingly creaked open. A musty, dank order creeps into my nose. The house was dead silent except for the intermittent creaks and moans. Black and brown mold dotted the ceiling in clusters, evident rain seeping through the roof. Valerie quietly entered the dark living room. Windows covered with gr

The pack still considered me a repulsive waste among them, and they hadn't forgotten that I, Ava, had run away after being rejected. I arrived at the former residence where my parents and I had lived. It looked like it had been abandoned. I felt a surge of unhappiness come over me. I went down a long corridor under the porch. Though in some places the rotting wood slid, that wasn't what attracted my eye. An old toy was on the ground. I was suddenly tempted to pick it up, but I refrained. After my parents passed away, the house had been vacant for several years and no one had the courage to even venture in. It was said that the house was cursed and that the echoes of the former owners' scream

“Someone as great as Alpha Cedric didn't even find a mate at over twenty years old. It's not a big deal.” "Yeah." He shrugged. "You are right." He smiled slyly. “Oh, I just found something interesting. I've been researching the house near the border. It's an abandoned house. So, we can enter whenever and however we like.” "The house still looks good." I pondered unsurely. "That doesn't look like an abandoned house, Toby."

Once we get at least a half an hour away from the main part of the pack, we find a house. This house is very noticeably abandoned. There are no lights on inside of it and the windows are all open. The siding is falling off of the house, while the trim around the windows is completely falling apart. As we approach the house, I get this overwhelming feeling of sadness. This house should not have been abandoned. It was somebody's home at one time. So what happened?

Having all these burly, strong men and women who could easily kill someone with their little finger surprisingly made me feel safe and believe me, a sense of security was definitely what I needed the most as we all filtered into the abandoned house, not completely sure of what we were going to find on the other side. There was nothing in the abandoned house, apart from some decaying old furniture and cobwebs covering every inch of the place. Once upon a time, I could imagine this house being homely and full of life, but now all of that was gone, only burnt photographs and smashed frames reminiscent of the past.

"Don't forget to lock the door when you're leaving." "Wow!" She got up, "You're just gonna walk away from me?" "You know where the key is," he said at the brink of the door and proceeded on. She slowly went back down burying her face in her palms. SOMEWHERE IN TOWN: Downtown, in an abandoned house infested with termites, cobwebs and all sort of house rodents. Even at that, the house was occupied by a person, Lucy. She was packing up, just her cloths in her bag pack actually.

Dim street lights were scattered along the road, some bent and broken, others old and rusty. There were barely any houses that bordered that street, but the ones that did were burnt or torn apart and abandoned, with dark red graffiti sprayed around them, and shattered windows that seemed to house the souls of the deceased.It was like a forbidden or lost city! Dylan got out of his car,and let his headlight on,because although there was plenty of streetlights,the glow these lights gave off was eerie and supernatural, flickering at the slightest hint of movement, and barely managing to keep themselves alive! He slammed the car's door and lighted a cigarette. He then walked towards the first aba