Hantu Ouija Novels & Stories

“You had unprotected intercourse with a delinquent guy who had no future, and now we find out that he probably cast a spell on you from a cursed book he had from his cult?! What’s next? Are you going to tell me you’ll transform into this mythical being that teleports using shadows?! This is too freaky, Shyne! Oh my goodness!” “As much as I hate to agree with this woman, she’s right. I am in complete shock right now, and I can’t believe I almost had a delinquent addict who is also a spawn of Satan as a brother-in-law. Tell me honestly, did you do drugs while you were with him, or was that the black magic talking?” Izzy obviously wanted to be as dramatic as Perry but kept her composure.

One student in thick glasses said when Olga and Xavier are already out of their sight. "Don't worry kids, even scums get their time in sun. People like those two kids, and their friends, and everyone who only stand by and watch as they tear through people's emotions will have a debt to pay. Remember, karma is always just around the corner." The janitor, Mr. Robert Swanson said.

Yet when the auctioneer thought about who could be under the mask and hopped into death in ease, his face was drained from all blood, looking horrifyingly pale. This strong magical power, and the signature red eyes. Even though there are a few mythical beings who had the same colored eyes, this was the Runalia, the land that forbids mythical beings from entering. Meaning there was only one person who could have this blood-like eyes. No matter how much stupid person could be dumb, there wasn't anyone who could not know this very powerful person. He was the Lord of Warine Land, Mike White. However, no matter how frightened he was to the looming man, he was an important buyer who had bid four t

"The caster is still in the area. I just did a sweep of the area, and whoever it is has a circle up and I think they're still inside. Feels like voodoo to me." "Voodoo?" Banshee muttered. "Five bucks says it's a love-spell gone wrong." Reaper shook his head. "Vengeance. I'll say vengeance." "Probably someone actually trying a summoning," was Henry's guess. "Long dead relative." "I'm going with Banshee," Lillian said. "What are you guys talking about?" Shamira asked.

I shrugged. “Um… Goddess help me.” Hana sighed. “Pam, some of the occult is fake. Unicorns, dragons, aliens, fairies, and leprechauns are all make-believe. Werewolves, vampires, demons, angels, and witches, however… Well, they are very real.” “Hana. Please be serious. I asked you to make it make sense, not less.” I shook my head. “I know, and well, it may not make more sense, but it’s the truth. I’ve known about all these things since I was a toddler when my dad brought my mom and me here and adopted me.” Hana gestured around us.

“Apart from the whole ‘no rejection thing’, it is also a period of time that the dead are closer to the living. The line between life and death is blurred and it continues to blur the longer the Omen Moon continues. And it involves good and bad spirits. And soon their apparitions become more evident if they chose to make themselves seen. Even sometimes, against their will.” “That explains what I saw in the living room,” I said absent mindedly. Hazel turned to me confused and I gave her a stern look. “Hazel, I don’t think what I saw in the living room earlier was a rat. I saw feet and a tall figure. I’m not sure if it was human though. If anything, it is likely to be one of those shadows.” I

“Pray for the ghost, devil, god, and saint in heaven, in hell, or in any other direction, please enter this planchette, 3 incense sticks are lit. Please come and play with us. Please make the planchette rotate, the flags go round and round. Please come and play with us." The prayer reverberated through the room and crept through other openings. People closed their eyes and focused their energies on the thought of summoning the spirits of the dead. Meanwhile, Roxanne suddenly opened her eyes and slowly raised her hand to touch her glasses. She hesitated for a few seconds, then decisively took it off. Roxanne inhaled and exhaled. She lifted her head to reveal ash gray eyes. Her eyes were like

“Look at her! She’s ruining my reputation! That horrible woman! I hate her!” Lucas tried to calm her, “It’s okay, honey. The fortune teller said the fate swap is in progress. Just wait for a few more days. I’ve got her fate. We’ll never run out of money. “I’ll take you shopping for houses, cars, planes, and yachts! Will you still care about something this small then?” Zoe was mesmerized by his promises and held her breath. “Honey, promise me you’ll love me forever.” “Of course.”

Tyler, the eternally doomed lunch-money thief, was shoved forward first. “No…no, guys, come on…” he squeaked, but someone already grabbed his shoulders and deposited him next to Sky like an offering. Two girls plopped down beside him, clutching hands dramatically. One whispered, “If I die, tell my mom she was right about Ouija boards.” Another guy slid onto the floor cross-legged, swaying like he’d pregamed the séance with three questionable shots. “I’m spiritually open,” he announced. Sky raised her arms, pleased as hell. “Perfect. Five is a good number for summoning.”

"It's really there! I'm getting goosebumps!" "It's just a coincidence." Even though I was shocked, I tried to keep calm and said, "There are absolutely no ghosts in the world." However, Leah looked drained. She collapsed onto her bed and mumbled to herself, "The Ouija board was telling the truth. It left its eyeball in the hallway…" The eerie atmosphere in our room creeped Kayla out. After reminding us to lock our door, she quickly made herself scarce. Queenie and Madison squeezed themselves under one blanket in the same bed. Queenie was scared to the point of tears.