Haunted Novels & Stories

Someone who knew him well enough to call him out if he was losing his grip. Caroline agreed to meet him without hesitation. She watched him over her drink as he fidgeted in his seat, pushing food around his plate like it might rearrange itself into an answer. “What’s wrong with you?” she asked finally. Ben took a breath. “I think my house is haunted.” Her eyebrows shot up as she chewed, but he didn’t stop. “The ghost watched me in the shower.” He made a vulgar motion with his hand. She choked. Ben winced but barreled on. “It got quite the show. I mean, full frontal. Very educational.”

“Wow, and we have interviews with these witnesses?” “Yes, I interviewed several of the diners who were local about it.” “Where did they purchase this haunted doll?” “There’s a shop in town that specializes in restoring vintage dolls. They record the history and events around each doll they sell. They acknowledge whether a doll’s haunted.” “Now let me get this straight. The difference between a haunting and possession of an object or person is a haunting the spirit is of a dead person, and possession is from a non-human entity.” “Correct. Elemental spirits and demonic entities possess objects and people, rather than a spirit of s

He’d have to remember this. He shifted, drawing one leg up to face her more fully as made himself comfortable. “Many years ago, there existed on this world a race of people known as the Haunt. They were a special race, different from humans but not so different that they couldn’t live in peace.” Andrea’s eyes opened wide as she gave him her full attention.

I’ll accept that as the thank you. “Why are you there at that kind of rode anyways? Nobody goes there?” and why do you care? Shut up! I didn’t respond to you for 2 times already. Don’t get the hint, huh woman? “That rode, they say, is haunted. You might see ghost there. Aren’t you afraid?” What the- do I look like I’m afraid of such creatures? Do you see fear on my aura? Do you?! Shut up! Why so talkative!You're annoying!

The human side of me or rather the nonhuman side is fighting with the hungry demon which lives inside of me. While I'm trying my best to see Daniel as one of my peers, Aurora won't remove the image of him helplessly clinging on to me with my teeth sunk deep in his neck in my head. As disgusting as that might sound to anyone else including me on a normal day, it's exciting a whole lot of my other side. I don't know how long I can hold myself back. "Excuse me." I tear my gaze away from Daniel at the sound of Amelia's voice. She's with her sisters and their presence seems to silence Kevin and his boys.

They were midway across the path, in front of a cemetery when suddenly graves started opening. "What is going on?" Isabella asked, clutching onto Chris tightly. Chris was suddenly sweating so furiously but Ariel was cool and her face was blank and devoid of any emotions. They stood there watching six tombs open and six scary-looking ghosts walked out. Isabella was already whitish in appearance knowing who they are. Chris's hairs were all up and his eyes green, his normal sight nature. "GREETINGS TO THE SPECIAL ONE." One of them muttered. "GREETINGS TO THE LITTLE GODDESS." Another muttered.

Instead, I told them that my nightmares were taking a toll on me, and it was probably the lack of sleep and paranoia that makes me see things. I knew that by the look on their faces, they thought I was either going mad, or they tried to think of a logical explanation as to what I was talking about. "Hold up," Joyce said as she rubbed her temple. We were all sitting on the floor by this time except for Kimmy who was on the bottom of the stairs, "you mean to tell me, you're technically being haunted by your ex who was part of a cult?!" she said exaggeratedly. I knew she was also losing it by the way she stressed the word "cult".

I should've gone back then and there, but I had time on my side and nothing else better to do. I walked through the curtain as If I were a ghost. The bluish white walls were gone, still bright, but washed out. I could've walked through every wall here, but it felt wrong, so I walked the hall like I would have if I'd been there in person. Hazed holograms of living people dotted the place, hovering on the spot or moving along, going about their morning errands. Some of them I recognised. Sean and Kyle, two of Burney's friends, even Big Jim walked past.

I hope he will be a peaceful soul now. This house .... it looks more strange than before. When I was here as Mrs Khurana I didn't feel this much strange or fear but now something changed. I felt like I am extra here, I don't have any role in this house anymore. Feeling suffocated I stood from walked like a free soul. Walking through the balcony looking around I think this is the first time I am seeing this whole house. One year , more than one year I spent here but not even for once this house owned me. The great Khurana mansion ... People who curiously watches this house from outside. Maybe for them this mansion will be something they admire but only those who are living inside know the pai

Hazel was amid obscene horror. Everywhere she turned, she was faced with a more worst scene than she had seen the last time. It was one thing to be in a sex party and it was another to be in a demon sex party. Screeches and howls from satisfied or hurting demons came from every side, moving with the eerie music and making an ultimate haunted experience. Hazel stood frozen her legs unable to move till she gasped in fright when she felt a cold, bony hand caress her shoulder.