Creepy Scary Dolls Novels & Stories

Aino asked with her head tilting to the side. Jane wanted to say no, but she forced herself to nod, before summoning the courage to take the monstrous doll and passed it over to Alex. She was far too scared of the doll. There was truly no way to understand how children think and how could their tastes be so odd? She glanced over at Alex and found that the man was not at all intimidated by the doll. He played around with it and pressed on the button that was on it. An inhuman shriek instantly erupted from the doll.

Terrifying" which was released in 1982. Well, it sounds weird. Let's play it!" Hayle was about to put the cassette into the player and brought it closer to the microphone on the podium. "Wait!" Tony walked quickly over to Hayle. "Where did you get this?" Hayle gave Tony a strange look, "From Corrine. Why?" "May I see it?" asked Tony. "Sure." Hayle handed the tape to Tony. Tony looked at the tape carefully. He sensed something was wrong. "You'd better not play it." "Why?" asked Hayle.

I guessed that weird sound came from these things after all. Seeing nothing dangerous, I turned to leave. That was when my eyes caught something odd on the top shelf of the desk. It was a little straw doll, crudely made from dried grass, dangling from a hook. Its eyes were pitch-black beads, and three embroidery needles were stabbed into the top of its head. Right through the chest, a large pushpin was brutally jammed into a red heart. A voodoo doll? A curse doll? Why the hell would Tracy have something like this?

She squeaked as she slowly turned her head to look at what had grabbed her and what she was sitting on, but she was met with the creepy smile of the sculpture from before. Her pupils dilated with fear as her mouth opened, and an extremely loud scream left her throat as the sculpture only kept smiling down at her.

My fingers wrap around the invisible, bone-chilling handle of my giant scythe. "Are we confirming this order, sweeties?" Pandora's eyelids twitch wildly. Every single alarm bell in her brain is screaming DANGER. MONSTER. RUN. "NO!" Pandora shrieks. She throws her hands over her head in pure terror. "No! No! We'll pay! We are paying the credits right now! I swear!" I stop pulling out my scythe. I look at the rest of the groaning kids on the floor. "Is everyone okay with that?" I ask politely.

Although Hisashi repeatedly explained that this name represents only one thing: the truth, and the price of products in their store to be worthy of its quality. Contrary to the colorful appearance of the first floor, this second floor looks much more like a real magic shop. Huge wooden cabinets contained rows of dried llamas fetuses of reddish-brown color, dolls made from all kinds of materials such as wood, cloth, straw, stone-carved evil spirits, animal fur skins, skulls of all kinds. Eden always felt creepy when he went through that place. He had a feeling that the dark, empty eye sockets of these skulls were staring at him).

A little girl in a red dress. Her face glowed an eerie green, lips blood-red, eyes hollow. She hugged a doll and flashed a perfect, too-white smile. Pale like a porcelain doll. And honestly? Adorable. I'd never seen such a cute little girl before. She looked just like a princess from a castle. Then she reached out with an icy hand and grabbed me by the throat. I pulled her into a hug instead, grinning. "You're SO cute! Like a tiny angel." Then I caught a whiff of blood.

Jay was gone. Jess tried to turn to run but was unable to pull her feet from the tar. She tried to dig out of it. The more she clawed at the substance the more took its place. Jess suddenly became aware of the thing standing over her. She could feel it breathing on her and she saw its giant claw like feet. Jess was to scared to look up but allowed her eyes to creep up inch by inch. She found herself staring into it's eyes. She let out a ear-piercing scream. “Gotcha pretty girl.” It snarled before opening its mouth and swallowing her whole.

We are sweating even though the AC is on. He nuzzled on my shoulder and said seductively," My doll!! you are like a drug for me. what are you doing with me? huh!! I can't resist myself around you! You are making me lose my sanity!! Saying that he rested his one hand on my belly and I felt shivered. His every touch always makes my whole system filled with fear.

Eric shrugged as he set the packages on the table. “We could start a museum for haunted and cursed objects. This is insane. What do we have here? Where are we going to store these? I cannot sleep in the same room as these objects.” Greta said. She sighed and opened the first box. She looked at a clay doll at the bottom of the box with exhaustion. “Okay, I get it. It’s clay, but why not take this to the doll hospital? They handle old dolls, including haunted ones. Why send it here?”