Creepy Graveyard Novels & Stories

"The forbidden river. It's still boiling. The water hasn't stopped. And the moon. Even though it's daytime. You can still see it in the sky. Still red." My blood goes cold. "That's impossible," Margaret says. "The moon can't be visible during the day." "It is," the scout insists. "Everyone can see it. The whole pack is panicking." "Anything else?" Dante asks. His voice is deadly quiet. The scout hesitates. Then whispers, "The graveyard. Something's happening in the graveyard." "What do you mean?" I ask before I can stop myself. The scout looks at me. His face is white with fear. "The dead are moving, we can hear scratching from inside the graves. Like something's trying to get out."

“This place is weird and if you look too, it just becomes more peculiar. So, I’m not surprised if it did. Now if that’s the case. Is it welcoming the Fae or hiding from them?” “That’s the million-dollar question.” They rounded the bend in a road that no longer existed in the physical realm for a long time. This is one of many slight differences that could make things creepy. At the end of this road was a graveyard. If they didn’t see them within the Dream Realm, it would have stayed long forgotten. It like so many others was a family’s graveyard from the early eighteen hundreds. Even within the Dream Realm time lost their names beyond their last name, Colton. Catherine dodged into Yolanda to

Behind them, there was a small group of about five people, but I still felt outnumbered. I felt my body tremble and hugged myself; I feeling more unsure of myself than ever. I averted my eyes, feeling guilty. They already know, I told myself. I stared at the ground, trying to make some of that guilt go away, but instead a singed hand came into my view. More guilt came over me at the thought of all the dead bodies and how bad they looked. I looked closer, trying to make myself feel better by identifying the awful bodies of vampires we fought earlier.

, my body feels too heavy *zzooommmm* Suddenly someone came out from behind, and it was carrying a Crescent Scythe as I see who it is, It is Grim Reaper! I bombarded him immediately of questions. “GRIM REAPER!!! why is my foot disappearing? it’s just 8 pm!!” “There is a huge chaos in the underworld and spirit world so I also do not know what is happening, all of us, GRIM REAPERS, are in the state of battle mode.”- Grim Reaper. unlike before he is more serious now

the other side of Jason's mind as he quietly watched the flame of the white candle that he lit. “I want to be happy, but it becomes difficult for me because I always feel that something is missing. I was looking for something I could not understand and I did not know what it was. I was looking for something that I seemed to have lost before and I feel like I regret it now and I can't determine what it is,” he continued then stroked the white tombstone with his hand. The young man spent a few moments before he decided to leave. He just went through Ara's grave in this town of San Ricardo. He traveled less than two hours just to talk and visit his best friend who had been dead and buried there

My old self would love to get the chance to talk to anyone, to go shopping for a dance that’s months away, to go to Callie’s and talk about nothing but planning for events to come, but this year that has all changed. I pushed past the old creaky gate of Shadow Creek Cemetery and went down that long winding path I knew oh so well. The trees that hung over me were so thick I couldn’t see the sky. Finally, I made it to the creek, and I crossed the old wooden bridge to a huge tree with three tombstones that reside below it.

“You can keep it. I don't need you to be sorry. You can't keep being sorry. At least do something right so you don't always go 'sorry this’ and 'sorry that’ every time you do something wrong! Do something right!” I immediately turned and left the room, slamming the door. I made my way out of the palace's building and wandered around the yard. I went to the abandoned back of the building where the graveyard was. It was dead silent. I stepped slowly into the graveyard, looking at the details on each grave. I raised my gaze and looked straight ahead. There was a grave that stood ahead. It seemed to be built with raw gold. It was surrounded by puddles which had clean water in them. I need not be

The day of the funeral arrives like a storm, heavy and oppressive. The city gathers to mourn Granny Minama, but underneath the sorrow, there’s an undercurrent of tension that none can deny. The heavy pall of dusk hangs over Clovis City like a suffocating shroud, the air thick with grief and expectation. The first-class cemetery of Clovis, a sacred ground reserved for the most venerated dead, stretches out in eerie silence. An endless sea of black fills the space—from the mourners’ attire to the casket, a sleek, dark vessel that houses the lifeless body of Granny Minama, a revered elder, and council member. Her death has cast a shadow over the city, the kind that seeps into the bones of every

Syke turned around in shock. “Did you hear that?” Chloe nodded her head. “I did. Don’t raise your voice.” Chloe turned around searching for where the sound was coming from. The night was silent and dark and the only light coming was that of the crescent moon that was shining above in the night sky. Syke was scared to death. All his life, he had gone for all sorts of missions but he had never been made to go to a graveyard. He looked around from the gate of the graveyard and caught sight of a figure moving in the shadows.

With Peter talking to his friends, Dex ignoring me and being disturbed by the fact that Alexander is once again in the midst of those girls; everything else suddenly feels too much, and I down the remaining content in my cup before I toss it aside. Swiping the back of my hand across my mouth, I move away from my spot and stride to the stairs. I don't know where it leads but I'd rather take my chance to find out than spend another second down here. I take the steps, the noise from the party slowly drowning as I take the last one and turn the corner. There are three doors by my left, and two by my right. I press my back against the first door and pull out my phone, scrolling to Dex's contact.