Novel & Cerita Haunted Doll Stories

"Thanks so much." Logan gave the old female some coins before they left and continued their tour. "This is the territory of the Clan of the ghost" he uttered pointing at the huge kingdom before them. "Stop Danny" he commanded and Danny did. "Wow, looks terrifying. Any mortal will shit in his/her pants if they sight this kingdom." "Lol. Nothing is terrifying here. Just vultures, skulls, Red pieces of clothes, spiders, snakes, and rumbling of the sky." "Is that all you see? And who told you there aren't mortals who got phobia for spiders and snakes? Also, do you think it's everyone that can bear the different sounds going on?"

The clock struck 1 am, adding to her despair. Feeling lost and overwhelmed, she crouched down beside a sleek black car and unraveled into sobs. It had been an unsettling night, filled with one of her usual nightmares that had left her sleep-deprived and disoriented. Whenever she woke up from the terrifying dreams, snippets of different scenarios flickered before her eyes. Some involved a haunting accident, while others featured a pulsating club party. The visions overlapped in her mind, creating an indistinguishable mess that she couldn't shake off.

Lizzette sat on the table near the head of number 1,468, the one she had been working on earlier, which she had chosen to name Hester Pineyfrock (her dress would be green, of course) Lizette’s rosy cheeks showed their approval of the fabric shade Serendipity had chosen, and for a few moments she was able to live vicariously through the dolls she was bringing to life. After a few minutes floating around in another dimension, one where dolls went to fancy parties, waltzed for hours with handsome young gentle-dolls, and ate dainty pastries, Serendipity felt eyes boring into the back of her head, and she wasn’t sure if it was one of her four-legged friends, or the letter itself, but she was no l

Uncle Samuel asked surprised. Joe chuckled and then he said “I think they might have had some help from the other side if you know what I mean?” Uncle Sam stopped dead in his tracks. “The other side? You mean this place is haunted?” he asked fearfully. “It is indeed. But they have not harmed us in any way so we let them be. I just hope you get a decent sleep, because someone is patrolling the hallway, and the boys swore to me it was not one of them.” Joe chuckled and showed his uncle to his room.

I and your dad and your principal saw it. Oh!, Thank Goodness. Is today the Halloween Night day Mummy? Yes of course, you ditched school today this afternoon. Let go home first before I explain it all. Wait, are you going to tell me all these Black Cults of a things are true? My dad asked. One of my Friends replied him and said, "Those black Cults came out of the same door you saw and took him away. After thirty minutes, the same door appeared and he came back".

Her voice dropped to a whisper, "I can sense danger. We need to return to the palace immediately." Without hesitation, they turned back the way they came. Suddenly, a twig snapped nearby. "Did you hear that?" A hand slithered out and grabbed Lila, dragging her into the shadows before she could reply. With a cry of surprise, Hailey staggered back. "Lila!" She screamed while her heart raced in her chest. Lila was firmly held by a shadowy figure that materialised from behind a tree. Hailey could see glowing eyeballs and rotting flesh in the dim light. It was a ghoul, with a horrific grin curled around its decaying mouth.

Damien told me that we had to wait until Samhain6, or Halloween, to teleport us to Hell, because that’s supposedly when the veil between the living world and the dead is its thinnest, and it would be the easiest day for me to attempt teleporting between realms since it’s my first time.

Her dark blue eyes not quite seeing what was there however as she spoke with a colleague on the phone. “I did, they didn’t listen. You know that most don’t believe in the cursed objects. The magic that some of these items come back with. I mean that antique doll you found in India, who’d have thought demon am I right?” She pursed her lips a bit. She felt that doll was dark from the start. She didn’t think it should be sold to some little girl. Her intuition was always spot on. So she bought it, and checked the doll out only to find it was possessed with the energy of a demon.

I scream mentally, unsure of whatis going on here, did she just talk like a child , what happened to the monsterous voice from earlier,she walks away holding her doll and along with her mother who has the boy child in her arms, Im plunged into darkness once more, this time I'm in a hiking ground in the woods, I look around for any familiarity but I find none, I hear rustling of leaves and low tones conversation, moving closer I see a vampire very weak and about to die, I watch with disgust ,my hatred of vampires is mutual, a dagger pokes out by the tip in her chest, she's pleading for help I raise my head slightly to see Laura only at a younger age, she wants to pull the dagger out, this tim