Hmong Scary Stories Novels & Stories

"Is it so scary?" Hana asked Henry curiously. Henry's panicked expression was accusing him, his face pale, his eyes unbelievably panicked. Hana stood still, waiting for Henry to settle down, and asked, "Is that store scary?" Henry said fearfully, "It's a store for the abandoned. Those who entered it became criminals of the entire Quansi continent. Hana, the fact that we came in here will spread all over the place," "No one knows we got in here," Hana reassured Henry.

“Honey, I know it felt real to you, but trust me. It was only a nightmare. Tell me something, though. What did you mean when you said the scary monster was going to take you to Him? Who’s Him?” “The scary monster who is always in my dream, his name is Agremon. He keeps trying to take me to a man named Mr. Namirha. He wants me to become his daughter. But I’m already yours, Mama. I don’t want to be his. That’s kidnapping or stealing. Isn’t it? And last night, Agremon was really angry with me for fighting him. He grabbed me and was pulling me from my bed, but then you came in and pushed him away. You saved me, Mama!” Hannah cried out and grabbed her so fiercely she thought she’d cracked a coupl

So Reno and Ethel hunt Tigers and birds every day for us. Finally, I can smile after so long! Everything’s going fine. But something really weird and scary happened with me today. I don’t know if I will be able to get a reply from you both, but I’m still writing this to let you know. A girl named Bonny Markham approached me today morning, and I happened to accidently touch her hand. I thought it would be all normal, but then I saw into her head, a girl dying before my eyes, she was killed by another lady in red silk dress. I thought it was just a nightmare that Bonny had, but when i met the rest of them at the forest, I accidently touched Catty’s hands, and it was scary that Bonny Markham’s

+++++++++ STORY 1: The Child The place that my ex-husband and I lived (we have already been separated for almost a decade) at the time when I was pregnant with Rica was somewhere hidden but had plenty of well-known stories about aswang, tiktik, and manananggal. There were many of them seen in that particular town and a lot of people have become victims of these folklore carnivores. One of those cases has even been broadcasted on a local news show- one 5-6-year-old child was slaughtered right inside his own room… The nanny let in a stranger who was asking for water, and she and her charge were the only ones at home at the time. She invited him in and while she was getting the glass of water f

I don’t even want to tell her about the exhausting day that I had. “…” She gave me a hard and piercing stare that meant she wants to hear everything even if I don’t want to tell her. “A monster killed one of my co-teachers. It’s called a winged-ghoul and it could detach its torso from its legs. I’ve never heard of one or even seen one before but it apparently feed on pregnant women.” “Oh my, how dreadful is that. Did it hurt you?” “No, I said I’m fine. We easily killed the thing.”

After I was done peeling the apple, I munched on it and began chatting with her, seemingly nonchalantly, like I was just talking about the weather, while telling her everything that had happened in my past life. Lacey's eyes were first filled with terror, then confusion, then shock. When I was done with my story, Lacey said with much difficulty, "Impossible… You couldn't have had a past life… That's all bullshit! "I'd never have killed you… I'd never… You shouldn't believe it… You're making a stupid mistake!" I threw the apple core into the trash can and wiped my hands clean. "Don't be stupid. Why would I ever kill you? Your boyfriend will do the job instead.

I stage whisper. “You’re going to frighten the boy with those spooky stories,” Jenni scolds. “I’m not scared.” Hayden puffs his chest out, all bravado. “I want to hear about Gordon.” Jenni brings over a package of hotdogs and a couple of roasting sticks, the kind that retract to get really small and easily transportable. She extends them and stabs a hotdog onto one before handing it to Hayden. “Did you know there was once gold discovered in these mountains?” I ask.

I jump when a voice suddenly dooms from behind me. "It's unusual to see people here,” a man says from behind me. Standing up straight, I turn to see who's there. My eyes land on a tall young man with dark brown hair and hazel eyes. "Why wouldn't people come here?" I question in confusion. "A long time ago, this part of the woods was inhabited by tribespeople known as the Sceneca. The people of the city feared them because they were different, and the Sceneca were killed because of this. This place was where the deed was done. Many people of the city avoid coming here because they are under the belief that they will be cursed by angry tribesmen,” the young man tells the story with a faraway l

Selene asked worrying and Maine took a deep breath before she spoke. "The disciples of darkness. The vampires." Maine uttered which made Jenny and Selene to feel frightened. "W-what? B-but they are not real. They are just an old story." Selene uttered that also agreed by Jenny. Maine shook her head while they were continued walking. When they reached the end of the hallway, they sat on the bench. "I know no one will believe me. But I saw them with my two eyes. I know they are coming in this city and spread nightmares." Maine sadly replied. Selene shook her head and Jenny scratched her forehead as they heard those story from Maine.

Hearing there were other monster hunters apart from him, the man laughed and shook their hands. “My name is Han. I’m the only hunter who lives near the forest. Coincidentally, the girl with the red hood you heard from the builder brothers is my niece. Come inside. We have a lot to discuss about that horrible monster.” Nodding at Akiko when she hesitated, Liu Feng took the lead and entered first behind Han but waited for her to follow him as he could not sense any objects in the house. Unlike other stages, the blind man thought this stage was more bugged than the others. Many objects and people in this stage had little to no presence. It was as if they were walking through a land of illusions