Funny Scary Ghost Stories Novels & Stories

The weird noise happened coincidentally when they were highly strung, so it made them hold their breaths at once! A girl screamed out aloud and dived straight into the arms of the man next to her while trembling in fear. Gary was stunned as well. He had just made up a story earlier to scare these girls on purpose so that they would fling themselves into his arms. He did not expect that something would actually happen here. “Oh, God, did you hear that? There was a noise!” “What should we do? There can’t be ghosts for real, right?” The noise did not stop, and they could even hear the sound of someone gasping for breath indistinctly.

She immediately felt a shiver down her spine and urged Sonia to quickly run away, fearing that the ghost in the red dress would appear and chase them. They didn’t stop running until they reached an area where a servant was standing, watering the plants. Ivy patted her chest and gasped, "Ooh! I‘m so scared! That was too scary!" "Is that story even true? I think stories about ghosts are just made up." Sonia wasn’t really scared. She was the type to purely believe in science, therefore she didn’t believe in the existence of supernatural beings.

I don't want anyone to get hurt. I screamed when I heard a loud pan sound, I kept screaming, they are here to eat me! Bruce ran into the room, turned on the lights and hurried to the bed. I kept screaming, holding his arm and yanking it. 'They are here for me! I'm going to die!' 'Who?' 'The ghosts! Ghouls!' 'Shut up,' he laughed, curling me up in his arms. 'Calm down, I'm here.' He whispered. I breathe as I hugged him tighter… Hmm, such hard chest. We remained silent, our breathing getting intense at each passing minutes.

My eyes went wide seeing his pupils up close, his eyes were red and his pupil is black! Oh my god! “Calm down.” He said calmly but of course, I didn’t calm down. I feel so scared that I can’t help but to tightly close my eyes and tried punching him in the stomach but he just catched my fist that made me feel even more scared. I took some steps backwards to at least widen our distance. Who knew if he suddenly bit me? I read something about ghosts that copy the humans who their target longs about. They used it as bait or to deceive them to follow what they wanted… I also read about ghosts that can hurt humans. Thinking about it, this one could touch me, meaning….

Marina tried to look inside, only to see a burned-out house, so she asked the person in front: “Tell me, what's going on in there?” “ Oh, you don't know, Marina's house burned down last night and she probably didn't escape the fire, she must have died...” The man had just finished speaking when he turned to see Marina, he stood dumbfounded for a moment, his face gradually became afraid, then shouted: “ G... Gh... Ghostttttt!!!!” The man's scream caught everyone's attention, and everyone's eyes turned to Marina. Of course everyone was like the other man, their faces gradually became scared, they all backed away into the distance. Right now they just want to stay away from Marina as far as pos

Don't get me wrong, I never was a fan of horror things. "Yup. And whoever goes near that lake, the ghost of that girl pulls it inside the lake with her and drowns them. Few dead bodies have been found at it's bottom, FYI." He said, actually a lot serious this time. I would be lying if I didn't say how a shiver ran up my spine when he said that. "Do you think people will hear us if we scream from here?" I whispered. He looked at my face, confused then broke into laughter.

Suddenly, Adrian realized that these individuals indeed harbored ulterior motives. Adrian expanded his awareness, and the sight before him left him speechless. The entire hall was now teeming with an array of ghosts and monsters. Among them were towering old men with only one eye, lanterns swaying on a single leg, malformed boys with just one limb each, women clad in white exuding a bone-chilling aura, and skeletal figures draped in human skin...

“No, that’s not dirty enough. It’s also not that funny. Um, well, I’d like to come on your cock after.” “Christ.” I feel like someone just shot me in the ass. As in, get your ass going before your cock gets too happy in the pants, and we end up like last night—hugely disappointed. At least, I imagine she was. “Is that too dirty? Not dirty enough? No, that’s not funny. That’s what it isn’t. It’s not funny if it’s true. I…I don’t know. You haunt me. If we were ghosts, I’m sure our ghosts would want to find each other and have sexy ghost sex. It would be even more exciting because then we could do all these weird ghost positions in the air and do it while hovering through walls.” She grins. “Ah

Epilogue: Now that I have written several of these stories, I find that my old ghosts have started to haunt my dreams yet again. It is amazing that once things are written down, they begin to take on a life of their own. Just remember, if you don’t want things to go bump in the night, don’t tell anyone else about them.

Well dear readers, did you miss me? Have you experienced laughing so hard because you’ve heard a ghost story from former critics of your ghost stories? This is one of the stories that really made me laugh for the same reason. It comes from another one of my human friends. And yes, this is a scary but funny story. ++++++++++++++ The storytellers this time are gay guys - all cross-dressers - who were with us in our theater productions. There were three of them and they didn’t believe in ghosts. They said that they couldn’t feel, hear, or see them anyway.