Haunted House On Mackinac Island Novels & Stories

The client's company wasn't far away, so I clocked in and headed out to meet them. When I stepped into the elevator, I was still on the phone with Adam, sharing the good news. The moment the doors closed, the lights flickered, and strange mechanical noises echoed. Only then did I realize I was alone in the elevator. The date was June 23—the same day I had fallen to my death in my previous life. "Adam!" I yell into the phone. "The elevator is dropping—"

HAUNTED HOUSE DARE CHAPTER 1 HILDA The house smelled like dust. Very creepy shit. Midnight hit and there we were—six of us idiots crammed through the splintered front door, flashlights swinging like drunk fireflies, passing around the half-empty bottle of strawberry-flavored vodka that tasted like red candy. “Twenty bucks each if we chicken out,” Malik had said earlier, grinning like the devil himself. “But if we make it till dawn? Bragging rights forever.”

to the perks of this place. “I found hardly anything,” I say. “Just one picture. It looks like it’s really old.” Brynn nods so hard it’s a wonder her head doesn’t fall off. “And it’s in the middle of a river, on an island. A ton of people have gone missing from there.” A chill passes through me. “What? When?” “Just over the decades.” She chews her bottom lip. “And supposedly it’s haunted, too.” My gaze falls to my slip-on sneakers. For the millionth time, I wonder why my dad chose this for me.

The poorly lit area made it hard to see, but the flowing white fabric was unmistakable. "Remember... remember that the house staff talked about a ghost?" Oliver asked, gripped by fear. "That abomination?" Gantz asked, feeling chills run down his spine. "Everyone’s saying that with Mia's death anniversary approaching, she’s coming to the mansion to haunt it. And now we’re seeing that!" Gantz muttered, his whole body seized by uncontrollable terror. "Whatever it is, it’s getting closer!" Oliver murmured. They were far from the main area where the staff gathered, so no one had noticed Hanna running among the trees yet. Suddenly, Oliver and Gantz bolted, screaming as if witnessing something horr

Eric looked at Keith coldly and left. Maverick and Nicole went back to the Stanton mansion. Before they got out of the car, they heard the butler ordering a maid to clean up the garden tomorrow as well as Kai’s wailing and Floyd’s angry roar coming from the living room. Maverick stood in the doorway for a moment and looked at Nicole. “Find a place for me, somewhere quiet, preferably with no one living around it.” Nicole blinked and subconsciously blurted out, “A haunted house?”

The buzzing clatter around the floating island made it obvious about the ongoing festivities that would last a month on the island. Just by thinking about an entire month of ignoring the rules about territories, Maleficent could not help but shake her head in annoyance. Her raven-colored eyes looked beyond her window panes and frowned upon seeing a cluster of women from different dormitories flocking around the House of Lamentation—not minding the thunderclaps and zaps of lightning that were constant decorative of the Forsaken Land especially in the House of Lamentation. “Are those angels outside?” Cent could not help but be surprised. After all, angels and demons loathed each other.

It seemed like a beautiful but very dangerous place, like we were transported into another world. At this point, my stomach rolled with dread, even my fingers were chilly. The place looked like it had a history of unpleasant things, and I had a feeling that the houses were watching me. Only God knows the secrets that were buried on this island. We stopped at a huge, classical mansion constructed with the finest materials. I tried to hide my amazement, but I couldn't. The house stood on a hill overlooking everything else, and its size rivaled the tallest buildings. My eyes scanned the property from top to bottom in amazement. I hoped it wasn't haunted.

ALYSSA Sneaking out is easy but climbing back in is a problem when you’re living in a packhouse like mine. The packhouse is the biggest building in Moonfall—but I can confidently say it isn’t the biggest everywhere, when it’s barely even a mansion. It’s a well-lit cream home that every modern couple in the stories aspires to have their children in… until they later find out that it’s haunted. ‘I did say that you’ve been reading way too many horror books.’

"Mr. Jacobs. I thought you'll be off celebrating with your little secret wife" "I'm on my way. Be there in five" I hang up without waiting for him to reply... I reached the beach house. The way Shaw described this place was, a small wooden villa that faces the ocean and is homey and comfortable. What I'm looking at is a depleted, haunted house, with broken windows and no doors how the hell is this homey? He made me spend 6 million dollars on this piece of crap? I walk into the house, I and suddenly the chandelier fell in front of me, and I didn't even do anything. I think this house is a health and safety hazard.

I pull my shirt down and put Codi against my chest so I can burp her. “Are you familiar with a place called Houska castle?” She sits down and turns her laptop toward me. There is an image of an ancient castle on the edge of a mountain surrounded by a forest. “No?” I look at the photo. “It’s in the Liberec Region of the Czech Republic. Famously haunted and said to be built on top of the gates to Hell.” She clicks another tab on the screen to an image of a mausoleum. “How about Saint Louis Cemetery Number One? In New Orleans?”