Haunted Stories From India Novels & Stories

“Don’t gossip about family near a hot stove. Karma can crawl in through the steam.” “There it is, you’re just like your mom.” She tasted a sausage, nudged my shoulder, and added, “By the way, tonight we’re watching Saiyaaraa, okay? That new Indian movie that makes your heart feel like it got run over by a becak.” “Saiyaaraa?” I turned, eyebrows climbing. “Sounds like a lotion brand, Miz.” “Trust me. It’ll make you cry like you got ditched at the altar. There’s a strong heroine, the guy’s a jerk, there’s Alzheimer’s, a sandstorm, and of course a heavy-rain chase scene at a train station.”

Geez, Inder Mahendra, you're starting to dare! "Gosh Inder Mahendra! What did you do to my Amayra!" cried Hannah worriedly, the woman immediately thinking a no-no about them. "Auntie, Sister Inder turned into a dracula! He bit my neck!" Amayra fights at Hana, the girl stares at Inder sharply, while Inder smiles amused as she releases her lips on the girl's neck. "Gosh! Are you guys making grandchildren for me?" guessed Hana uneasy. "Grandchildren?" asked Amayra puzzled.

demon:- it's a rule that is born will going to end, America will is born and it going to fall, it's was predicted in Hindu Puran how this world going to end, but British have burned all this book, and taken away all those important information. Cali:- how does India have such knowledge, will India going to end one day? demon:- no Indian will die but India will exist every because it never born, it's exist that something human can not know. soon time going to end for voting demon press the black button, and Cali got scared.

The movie was over, so I wondered who wrote the scripts "Who would have written this? The person must have been from Judi Realm and probably a dweller of Transylvania" Jessy and I enquired for the author, and it turned out to be...

’ I handed her the leftovers and left her alone. ‘Aren’t you going to eat?’ ‘I have lost my appetite.’ ‘Morning chomee.’ Anna greeted me the next day. ‘I’m sorry for arguing with you last night. It is just that I have heard horrible stories about people disappearing without a trace in this God-forsaken city and I worry a lot about you. You and I are like sisters.’ ‘Come on friend, God-forsaken? It is not that bad; you just need to get used to it.’

There was a scraping noise and Jyotsna said, “It’s like something heavy is being dragged” They looked at each other. Jyotsna couldn’t throw away the thoughts about vampires. She remembered Anwar saying to her about “bhulo’s” – ghost of lost travellers luring other travellers to their certain doom. Suddenly a pair of bright golden orbs came to life in the distance. They were floating two feet above the ground and swaying slightly. She was rooted to the spot, unable to move. Her lips trembled and the hairs on her spine rose up. A terrible thought came in her mind. What if they were lured by a bhulo? A swift wind ruffled her hairs and she started to cry, bawling at the top of her lungs.

Subh-Dil shook her head negatively, and looked out of the window. They've spent a day at Subh-Dil's Aunt's house, Aunt Fareen, she was an old widow who lived alone as her son was in the army, Aunt Fareen was very happy to see Subh-Dil, especially after knowing Subh-Dil is married and happy in her life. Besides Raza's family, she was the only one who knew Subh-Dil was innocent, for Subh-Dil's reputation she was even ready to get her son to marry Subh-Dil, but before she could talk to Akhtar, they moved out, leaving her to wonder if Subh-Dil alright or not.

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.

Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories. To make it easier to understand and more transparent, this chapter will be like a summary for this and the following volumes. Vol.2: medium stories: The antics of Bia's crew ( ABC) Bia comments on a crew of children of criminals, in an invisible ship. In this world full of magic, demonic beasts and restrictions, they live on the run, abandoned by their parents. Not being accepted anywhere in the world they have to survive on small illegal jobs and from time to time to plunder.

"Did you hear that another man didn't come back after entering Ondhokar Jayga? They said the demon caught him." "Those who set foot there are foolish. They know it’s haunted and still go in. Just for what? A few medicinal herbs to sell for a handsome price, but losing their life in the process. What a waste." The other got goosebumps after hearing the words haunted and death and thought of changing the topic. “Yeah. By the way, do you remember the guy who gave me a flower?” More worthless chatter and the two girls left. "Demon?" She couldn't believe what she heard despite this being a common tale in those parts. Only a tale because no one could prove otherwise.