Haunted Doll Stories Novels & Stories

I switch off the lights for extra measure. “So this happened when my mom was 17 years old. One day, she and four of her friends were having a sleepover when they decided to tell ghost stories. So, my mom was narrating a story about a doll that is a medium for dead spirits. People would often call their dead relatives and talk to them. And if you want to call the doll, you have to hold hands and chant, ‘Suzie, please come,’ three times. People named the doll Suzie,” I speed dial, Reed.

I had no choice, so I dug through every gift Zoe had ever given me, but I found nothing. Just when I was about to give up, I shook a pillow, and a tiny paper figure floated out. Its face was drawn to resemble Lucas, and his birth details were written on the back! The fortune teller exclaimed, “That’s it! The lock and the paper figure work together, and since you've touched the lock, the effect on you is stronger. Luckily, you found it early.” I broke out in a cold sweat. That same day, I slipped the paper figure under Miles’ pillow and instructed my parents to watch him while he slept.

Meilin nods, and begins the tale of the shameful part of her family, and hopes that the Queen doesn’t hate her when she is done. “He is the one that sold you?” Yuelan questions when the blonde finished her tale. She feels bad on behalf of the blonde, because no one deserves to be treated the way the blonde was treated. If she could she would abolish the doll law. On the other hand, she couldn’t help but be grateful to her father, because if he hadn’t sold the girl she wouldn’t have met her. Selfish, she knows, but she is not perfect. “I am glad,” Yuelan speaks her thought out loud.

Just like every other day, Esmeralda descended the stairs slowly, hugging the Barbie doll Annabelle had gotten her on her fifth birthday. Staring at the doll now, Jade couldn't help but wonder if she practiced Halloween with it, owing to the plucked out eyes and torn ears. The doll looked more like the fairytale evil step mother, gaping stiffly with empty sockets and twisted nose, but her doll was the least of Jade's problems. "Good evening, ma'am." Esmeralda's nanny greeted, emerging from the room upstairs, Jade wondered if she had been so lost that she hadn't noticed her behind Esmeralda all along.

Xavier joked. "According to my grandfather, a month after the boy's death, students started missing. They were all found dead in the woods a week or two after. They dubbed the serial killer as Sunnyville Reaper. And, from what my grandfather told me, your parents are one of those kids who bullied him." The student said before leaving. Even Xavier who always care less about anything around him fell silent. He could never imagine that his mother would be involved in something so dark like that.

The kitchen door closed and her eyes only caught a glimpse of shadow walking away. Her eyes widened with fear and her throat ran dry of saliva as her pulse began to hammer against her ribcage. She tried to crawl away but the doll was moving closer to her, looking demonic and scary as hell. “Somebody help,” Nuella screamed breathlessly but damn every goddamn thing because the doors of their house were soundproof and she was suddenly left to hear the cries of herself. Her body trembled as the doll got closer and closer and then forcefully grabbed her. “Stop.” Nuella choked with a trembling body. Series of quivering heat coursed down her body.

His face appeared with a smile as he saw Rose. “Come in,” he said, stepping away as Rose found a doll whose eyes stared back at her. Seeing the doll, Rose was a little startled as it began to move. “That’s my doll.. it scared your sister a little but I hope you won’t be too scared of it as it never try to hurt anyone.” “No, it’s quite adorable,” Rose said, being sincere as she knew that the doll didn’t seem to hold any bad intention. Humans in comparison are far more frightening. As she entered the house, Rose hold her hands together, “Hannah forced me to make a contract with a demon.”

Clarissa asked the twin girls, as she's trying to become a referee between them. "Kaori pulled my hair and it hurts so much!" Kaoru immediately complained, while crying. "But she stole my doll from me!" Kaori complained as well. Clarissa tenderly smiled at the twin girls. "Kaoru, will you please give the doll back to Kaori? You have your own beautiful doll, right?" she told the girls. "I am sorry for hurting you, Kaori. Here's your doll..." Kaoru finally apologized, while giving the do back to her sister.

I stayed silent. "The apartment where she had that accident was a company unit assigned to her," Stan said. "It's been empty ever since the accident. Later, the company wanted to take the place back, but the staff they sent over all got badly spooked. Over time, rumors that the place was haunted started to spread." He looked at me, his gaze sharpening. "But that changed when you showed up. When I first saw your rental address, I was shocked. I honestly thought you'd be running out of there in tears within three days. But you didn't.

This so called demons don’t want me to take a breather. I can’t even enjoy my best festive season. From fighting Gyllou to trying to save the town from impending doom —again. This is tiresome. Let’s get on with this, shall we? THIS IS THE WAY THE WORLD ENDS; NOT WITH A BANG OR WHIMPER, BUT WITH ZOMBIES BREAKING DOWN THE BACK DOOR ➔ AMANDA HOCKING, HOLLOWLAND When everyone is sleeping with their loved ones, one crazy ass person stands alone in the middle of the night at the cemetery about to raise the dead. Jessica stands at the centre of the cemetery holding a dirty scroll and bottle she got from Abaddon