Haunted Stories From India Novels & Stories

In 1983 a Mrs Carson of New York was laid out in our coffin, presumed dead of hear disease. As mourners watched, she suddenly sat up, alive as you or I. Unfortunately her daughter dropped dead of fright on the spot. I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon.

I could hear the rhythmic sound of his heartbeat. "I am waiting Cindrella don't play riddles."he made me look at him. "I want to visit India..."I said pecking his lips lightly.His body stiffened by shock .For a moment he didn't budge nor made a move . "I am serious Randhir..I want to visit her birth place and your ancestral home in Rajasthan."I said stroking his small hairs locks. And he pulled me for a long lasting lip lock. "Are we not breaking the stereotype

"Why don't you write those scary dreams into a story and submit it to the school's literary folio? People would go nuts if you made a story and put a note that said it was based on a true story." My friend Hazel was giving me ideas on how to maximize my time despite the situation I had with Rian. She was a close friend of mine, and she was helping me cope with my situation. Hazel and Pearl are my best friends in college, and we were now hanging out in the cafeteria as I explained to them my situation with Rian, the curse, and even the hallucinations and its effects.

“It was not as though mother and father did not care for us both, sis. But as I was not the type that would be drawn out easily, I’d bet father and mother thought everything was right with me. I, on the other hand, did them injustice, for I supposed that they care only about you, who was more outspoken than I was at the time. “I hope that I am not going to frighten you, in letting you know that I am a witch. I never knew this, however, until I had moved to India. I had these super scary nightmares when I was young, and you Ettie would remember that I at time would wake up in the middle of the night, or in the middle of a class period in school with a loud scream.

“They're not far from East Hampton, so we got all kinds of stuff about 'em.” “What are the noises?” Leesa asked. “Rumblings and tremors underground,” Cali explained. “Stories about the noises go all the way back to Indian times. They're called the Moodus Noises cuz they occur by the Moodus River…right near where the Mastons live,” she added in a low, spooky tone. “They've studied the crap out of the place, but no good explanation has ever been found why there are so many tremors there. The Indians thought it was a god expressing his anger. We more enlightened folk blame it on those Maston people. The Noises are real, though. All the other stuff—strange blue fires that flare up and vanish, ho

"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?"

"Shut up!!!" The house shook, the ceiling swayed, the spider that was still spinning its spiderman-style web immediately ran away, the ants who were gnawing at the sugar in the jar that Mpok Indun forgot to close ran, the tuyul (a baby famous ghost who like stealing money) who just changed the underpants are ready to act, help return to the employer, don't be a thief. "Shut up, won't you? Do you want to sleep outside when you're swarmed by mosquitoes?" Mpok Indun shouted indignantly, his skullcap was drooping, his hair was tangled with high tension.

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“It’s hot as hell in here!” I shook my head at her antics before lying down on the bed beside her. “You were a newborn when I left Gujarat with you; you hardly knew anything of what happened here or how I’d spent the first fourteen years of my life. There might not be ghosts in the desert, Ruksaar but there are several of them inside me that I need to put to rest.”

I giggled to his words we came out I seen sarah looking pale I understood she is also scared like me only we won we went to near by restaurant sarah explained to me what happened yesterday after me leaving I was laughing parv asked "how you guys won" rithik said "because of romance in haunted house" I hitted him on head prince stopped me and said "leave him your hands will ache" everyone's face became pale after listening to prince mehak said "oh God these people pda killing others" we all laughed and had our lunch