Creepy Scary Dolls Novels & Stories

A chilling cold trickled down my back at the sight. A similar twelve-inch PVC boy doll that had been haunting me, sat on the floor. Cute and spine-curdling cuddly. Eddison followed my line of vision and was bending to take it up. “Why would this be here?” “Don't touch it.” I blurted out to stop him. The toy both repulsed and unnerved me. So, it was her. Jiya knew we were on to her. She was trying to scare me. Eddison erected himself. He scratched the side of his neck as his forehead wrinkled with a lack of understanding. “It’s just a doll, Luna. Maybe Selma has her kids somewhere on this floor.”

Her foot was still shaking as she inserted her foot because it might suddenly move. Even though she was so scared, she did not pay attention to the fear at that time because she had to get out to see her family. She got closer to the cupboards and saw the dolls up close. She took one and looked at it carefully. The dolls there are suspicious because what are they for right? But no matter how she turned around and took off its clothes, she couldn’t see anything there. Atasha will not be scared when it comes to horror movies or even those dolls but seeing a dead person really scares her.

I think we all need some water to drink and because this place isn't so familiar with us, there is no way we can find a lake easily. "It's open." Diane said then slowly pushed the door, she looked around first before going in. We both followed her until we entered the house. The first thing that caught my attention was the decorations around this house. There are some small dolls in every corner of this house, and they aren't just a typical doll a kid will play with. These dolls look like they are real, like they are alive. "This is a creepy one." Diane blurted out after seeing what's around her, she was currently looking at the jars where different kinds of species were. I don't know those

That single glance made her blood freeze, her entire body turning rigid in an instant. In the basement, under the yellowed lamp, a doll was actually floating in midair. Its kimono fluttered despite the absence of wind, thick white powder coated its face, and the crimson at the corners of its eyes and lips glowed eerily in the dim light. Two black glass eyes, devoid of any light, radiated a bone-chilling coldness, as if they were staring intently at this uninvited guest. "Ah!" A shrill scream burst from the girl's throat, overwhelming terror engulfing her like a tidal wave. Her pupils shrank to pinpoints, her face turned as pale as paper, and her lips trembled so much she couldn't utter a com

When she saw what was inside the box, she was quite shocked, blood rushing from her legs to the top of her head, causing a dark cloud to appear before her eyes. "Aaah!" She screamed in panic, her whole body fell backward, fell from the chair, and fell to the ground. It was early in the morning so there weren't many of her colleagues in the office. Jenny heard her scream and ran to her to see what was wrong with her. Ella didn't say anything, she quivered and pointed at the pink box on her desk. Jenny and her other colleagues peered inside the box. They were amazed at what they saw. Inside the box was a rag doll, it was red. Maybe blood. There is a knife on the body of the doll. It looks real

“Ohh, fuck, Daddy, please—” The word Daddy falls out of me before I can stop it, and the sound Craig makes, a low, rough exhale through his nose, his thumb pressing harder against my clit, tells me everything I need to know about the next few hours. He hooks his finger into my underwear. Pulls it to the side. My pussy is exposed, swollen, pink, slick, glistening, and both of them look at it. Two identical faces with identical expressions of hunger. Connor hands Craig something from the pool table’s drawer. Metal. Gleaming. Nipple clamps with a connecting chain.

He grunted, "Damn, this toy is as heavy as a human." Daniel explained, "It's made to match a real body one-to-one. Even the parts are carefully replicated." George admired my body, his eyes wandering all over, making my body burn. I never once expected a stranger to look at me that way. A burning desire deep in me instantly lit up. He fondled my fullness, then let his hands wander to my waist before placing them on my abdomen. He lifted my skirt to admire my bottom half. To make things more convincing, Daniel had not let me wear any underwear.

"I will kill all the members of your family if you do not offer yourself to me. I will bring you to the situation when you will intentionally come to me and plead to save your family members by offering yourself to me." Amara walked helpless towards the haunted mansion. She felt numb and lifeless for the happenings around her. The words of the sage begin to ring in her ears. "It will be the dark night without the moon, the onset of heavy storm and the shrill howls of dogs. There will be an unfathomable clamor present in the atmosphere, the unwelcoming cries of the eagles and the uproar of tumult yowls from everywhere around will be the indication to alert you it was the one and only day in y

Her ocean-blue eyes have depths of innocence in them, and it seemed as though an inevitable gravity was dragging me in to explore those vast sets of orbs. I was so distracted by how the doll's elegance had held me chained up that I did not even notice the entrance to the villa slamming completely shut until I realized it. I stumbled through it, but I was completely blown shocked when I started hearing a melodic line being hummed ominously from behind my back, causing my head to instinctively flip toward its direction. My mouth dropped open, and my eyes widened in sheer terror, and my body started to shrivel up in fear and panic, as my heart pummeled vociferously. I was screaming with tears i

"Oh, shit, it's all over now. Dorothy didn't keep it with her tonight, and now, Laura's stolen it!" "There's no way Laura knows how to use it. An ordinary woman like her couldn't have figured it out." "Wait, she's pressing the button… She's forcibly waking up Dorothy!" "Oh, hell, no! Dorothy's physically in bed at her place. She'll be forced to resonate with the doll!" I ignored the comments and watched as the doll slowly opened her eyes. Her silicone eyes suddenly gleamed, the pupils focusing on me as fear flooded her gaze. "Who… Who are you?" the doll parted her lips and asked in a tiny voice.