Creepy Scary Dolls

MANIKA. Isa sa pinakapaboritong laruan ng mga bata lalong-lalo na sa mga babae. Minsan, nangongoleksyon pa nga ang iba at ginagawang display. Gusto o hilig mo ba ang mga manika? Ako kasi hindi na. Simula nang mapunta kami sa islang yun. I started to hate dolls. Isang experienced na ayoko ng alalahanin pa. Doon sa... LA ISLA DE LAS MONECAS..

Short terrifying stories that leave you insomnolent. . . definitely a must read. A family was given a gift of a huge cactus. They gave it a place of honour in the dining room,and soon noticed a strange phenomenon-it appeared to be breathing! In and out,in and out,ever so slightly the sides of the huge plant were moving. The mother decided . . . OPEN TO FIND OUT THE REST!!

Sabrina, born in a silver spoon family don't have any problem except her Older brother coming home. She had a one night stand with her brother's bestfriend before her brother comes home. Everything is great until her brother dissappear

My dormmates are my bullies. When they hear that my father owns a factory, they force me to get them part-time jobs there for the summer. I look down at the wounds they've inflicted on me and smile. They've just served themselves up for slaughter—they've given me the perfect opportunity to get revenge on them. My father's factory isn't as great as they think—it's known for its strange happenings.

What have you come here for? Solace? Haven't you heard that the haunted castle is not made for weaklings? Your worse mistake is to choose this place for refuge, even if the entire pack is after you, coming here is your worse mistake because I will suck your blood off you. Are you going to suck my blood? Yes, I will suck it, till there is no blood left in your blood vessels. ***** Iris had watched her father, the alpha of the Goldfang Pack killed by the beta and his son, her supposed fated mate and she turned into an omega, a slave where she is supposed to be a Luna. As if that is not enough, her life is in danger, running away was her only option. She needed protection, someone that could keep her safe not someone that is more dangerous. And of all the places, she had to seek solace is a cursed hybrid's castle, a prince feared by everyone, a man with a scary masked, rejected by his pack because he is a vampire and a wolf, not only that, cursed by the moon goddess because he is arrogant. Could it be the two of them are destined to save each other from this pain? The pain of rejection, betrayal, and curse.

On the day we're supposed to register our marriage, my girlfriend Jenny Sutton has me removed from the city hall. She walks in with her childhood sweetheart, Ronald Walsh. She looks at me without a flicker of guilt and says, "Ronald's kid needs his legal status sorted out. Once we divorce, I'll marry you." Everyone assumes I'll wait. I'm the devoted fool who's already waited seven years, so one more month seems trivial. That night, I went along with my family's plan and left the country for a marriage of convenience. I cut myself cleanly out of Jenny's life. Three years later, I return to the country with my wife, Ellie Olsen, who's a CEO, to pay respects at her family's graves. A last-minute issue pulls her away, and she asks the local branch to send someone to pick me up. I didn't expect Jenny, not after three years. "You have dragged this out long enough. Come back. Ronald's kid will be starting kindergarten soon. You can handle the school runs."

My mom is critically ill. Before she passes away, she wants to see me married. It takes 27 days of pleading before my boyfriend, Kyle Grayson, says yes. I wait at the city hall until the doors close, but he never shows up. That same day, his childhood sweetheart, Ruby Callahan, posts their marriage certificate online. "Time flies. Three days more and we'll be a month in." Only then does it hit me. The very first day I begged, Kyle was already Ruby's husband. Right then, a text from Kyle lights up my phone. "Holly, Ruby's family was pushing her into marriage. I couldn't stand by and watch her marry just anyone and ruin her life. We'll be divorced in three days. I'll marry you then." Three days later, he shows up at the city hall in a suit. But all he gets is a text from me. "Goodbye for good, Kyle."

My mother was dying. Her only wish before she passed was to see me married. For 27 days, I begged my girlfriend, Monica Teller, and she finally agreed to register for marriage with me on the 27th day. I waited at the courthouse until closing, but she never came. That same day, her childhood sweetheart, Gurney Barnes, posted their marriage certificate on social media. [Time sure flies. Three more days, and we'll have been married for a month.] It was then I finally realized that she had married her childhood sweetheart since the first day I started begging her. Not long after, an apology text from Monica buzzed on my phone. [I'm so sorry, Lincoln. Gurney's family was forcing him into marriage. I couldn't stand by and watch him get shackled to a stranger. Just give it three days. We'll file for divorce. Three days later, I'll marry you." Three days later, she showed up at the courthouse in a wedding gown, But the only thing waiting for her was my message. [Goodbye, Monica. May we never meet again.]

On the same day we were registering our marriage, my boyfriend, Levi Salfolk, had someone throw me out of the clerk's office while he led his childhood sweetheart inside. He looked at me nonchalantly. "Rosalie's child can't be illegitimate. I'll marry you once we get divorced." Everyone thought that the lovestruck me would wait for him for another month. After all, I had already waited for him for seven years. However, I went overseas that night, accepting the arranged marriage my family had set up for me and disappearing from his world. Three years later, I accompanied my husband back home to pay our respects to his ancestors. Something came up, and my husband sent someone from the local branch office to pick me up. Unexpectedly, I met Levi, whom I had not seen since I left. "Enough with the fooling around. Come back. Rosalie's child is starting preschool soon. You're in charge of picking up and dropping off the child."

On my 16th birthday, I treat myself to the most delicious cake I can find. On that day, before I can even take a bite, my parents, who are always at odds with each other, sign their divorce papers right in front of me. So, on my wedding day, I tell my wife, Keira Jarrett, "If you ever want a divorce, just get me a birthday cake." She hugs me tightly and promises me."Don't worry. 'Birthday' won't even be a word in our home anymore." Seven years later, on Keira's birthday, her assistant, Jackson Price, throws her a surprise party. She slaps him across his handsome, gentle face and kicks him out of Jarrett Group. That day, I am convinced I have chosen the right woman for life. But three months later, on my birthday, I find out the supposedly fired Jackson has been promoted to Keira's personal secretary. He personally delivers a custom-made birthday cake to me. I call Keira to demand an explanation, but her voice on the other end is cold and distant. "Jack meant well. Don't be a spoilsport." I freeze for a moment, then hang up. It turns out my parents are right all along. The only way a birthday cake tastes right is when it's served with divorce papers.