Haunted Novels & Stories

Roe watched his men struggle and turned to Brian. “How did you hold that beam up by yourself?” he asked Brian with admiration. “I guess I had some help,” Brian replied quickly. “Help?” “Yeah, the supernatural kind,” Brian said simply. “You mean to tell me this place is haunted?” Roe asked confused. “Very much so.” Brian nodded. “Then why haven’t we seen or heard anything?”

"Damn you, Annabelle." As I continued my solitary journey, the shadows cast by the towering trees became more menacing. Each twist and turn in the road seemed to reveal hidden horrors, imaginary figures lurking just beyond my peripheral vision. My overactive imagination conjured images of malevolent entities hiding behind the gnarled trunks, their eyes glinting with malicious intent. A shiver ran down my spine as I quickened my pace, desperate to escape the oppressive darkness that enveloped me.

Elliot could see clearly under the night vision lens. The haunted house scene was eerie and terrifying, with peeling paint on the walls, giving the impression of an abandoned and sinister dwelling. Dried bloodstains adorned the floor and walls, cobwebs clung to corners, and cotton-like fluff floated in the wind. Piles of white bones and skulls were scattered about, occasionally accompanied by the eerie cries and howls of ghosts. Sophia tightly gripped Chase. Her face was pale, revealing her intense fear.

"It... it's like a demon... it has no physical form... but it... I can feel it!" Everyone looked at each other in terror. Uncle Daeng didn't disappear like Boom, didn't lose a sense like Miki, wasn't mentally divided like Fah, or wasn't haunted like Ton. But he was being hunted by an unseen force, leaving him in a state of constant paranoia and terror! The aquarium's announcement came on again. No one was surprised anymore; they were numb. It happened every time someone broke a rule. "One... consumed. Two... taken. Three... warped. Four... erased. Five... divided. Six... haunted. Seven... imprisoned in the past. Eight... hunted.

Harper sat frozen in the center of the massive four-poster bed, her heart hammering like a drum solo in her chest. The flashlight lay dead beside her, and the room was bathed only in pale moonlight filtering through cracked windows. “Okay, ghosts,” she said, forcing her voice to stay steady and dripping with sarcasm even as invisible hands continued their bold exploration of her body. “If you’re going to feel me up like this, at least buy me dinner first. I have standards. I’m not a cheap haunt.”

and not a ghost or fay entity. +++++++++ Haunted House #3: Human Hi there. I would like to share this unique experience that my husband and I had when we first moved into this haunted house. It was around December of last year, and we needed to find an affordable place within the metro and we were surprised that this residence was available and its rent was within the price range that we wanted.. When I was going to pay for the house, I was with my husband’s aunt. Now, please note that she had the ability to feel out and even see, at times, different kinds of ghosts. other supernatural beings and even paranormal entities.

That didn’t stop the sickness tearing up her guts, however. Fallon didn’t need to hear an apology, not with her bowed shoulders and hidden face shouting it out. A surge of pity mixed with lingering irritation. Her half-change was unsettling. Their kind was either-or, not an odd mix of both states, and by the look on her face as she’d changed she had no control over it. Maybe that had contributed to her fright. In human form, Haunt had human senses, except for sharpened hearing. In Haunt form, they had the keen senses of wolves coupled with superior strength, speed and agility, though they sacrificed the power of speech. Rain seemed to be stuck in between, and it had looked painful.

“Medically speaking, this is called a shingle. However, locals call it ‘The Haunt’.” “Once The Haunt converges, nothing can save you!” Harvey then glanced at Kellan’s chest with a profound look.

Marcus cast his eyes down as his shame covered him like a new winter’s coat. “ For now,Noah, please just trust me.” For a while after Noah left his room, Marcus stared up at the ceiling, feeling like the lowest form of life for lying to his best friend. How could he possibly explain to him that his dad and new girlfriend were being haunted by an ancient spirit, the same one who haunted his gran and her sister years before? “ Hello Marcus.” The voice which suddenly interrupted his thoughts, was melodious and familiar. Marcus looked to his side and by the light of the moon beaming through the window, he saw her.

She folded her arms against her chest. “It’s only dressed as a haunted house at Halloween,” Christian clarified. “Oh, good,” Meagan sighed. “But it’s one of the most haunted places in the world,” Christian continued, a devious twinkle in his eyes that made me shiver a little bit, and I wasn’t even there. “Oh, crap,” Meagan said, returning to her former disposition. “You hunt Vampires for a living, Meag,” Aurora reminded her. “How can you possibly be scared of ghosts?”