Horror Airbnb Stories Novels & Stories

"I did not want anyone to disturb us so I booked the whole place." While watching the movie Calvin came to know about a few things, like Blair was braver then he thought and he was more coward then he believed himself to be. At last, they both ended up clinging on to each other and closing their eyes while peeping secretly when a scary scene flashed on the screen. He realised that it was a bad idea to book the whole place. The empty space and cool air of the air conditioner was making everything seem much more scarier. They also had to face a highly embarrassing situation when a steamy moment enter their visions. The leads were sucking of each other's faces like hungry wolves in the middle o

I darted my eyes away quickly-- "You promised," Al said all of a sudden. "What?" I paused in surprise. "No question asked," Al smirked, holding out his hand to me. I was grateful that he didn't ask into it. Night fell. So the thing about horror stories is that-- The fear kicks in only at dark nights when you are alone, not when you are at the crowded theater or on the bright street. Meaning-- I couldn't fall asleep that night. Turns out it's a bit hard to fall asleep when you don't close your eyes because you feel the need to stare at everything with alert.

THERE’S SO MUCH. TATE LANGDON, AMERICAN HORROR STORY 20-MARCH-1930 A family newly moved to Vineyard from the city after facing a couple of hard time. They thought it best to come to a secluded small town and live a cheap normal life but little did they know the house they moved into experienced a terrific incident. Three years before the family moved in, there was once a happy family—the owners of the house, they lived happily till one day all the family members died during their sleep. This continued to happen to every family that moves into the house

After Jacob's reminder, I saw the message Edgar had sent. 303: "Everyone in this building is gonna die tonight!" 603: "What the hell is happening downstairs?" 304: "Wait, wasn't the guy in 303 already… dead?" 401: "Seriously, who's using his phone to pull a prank? This isn't funny." Apartment 303 was Edgar's unit, and the message was coming from his WhatsApp account. The other residents were buzzing about it, but no one seemed to take that line seriously. The building was six stories tall, with four units per floor, and it wasn't fully occupied. I shot Jacob a text. "Who took Edgar's phone after he died?"

And I couldn’t wait to begin the next chapter—just the two of us, in a city full of stories, with our own just getting started. Chapter 122 – Every Corner of Us Harper’s POV The Airbnb Miss Brenda booked looked like something straight out of a Nicholas Sparks movie. Two stories, wide wraparound porch with hanging ferns, chipped white paint on the railings like it had seen a hundred summers, and floorboards that creaked before we even shut the door. The windows stretched tall and wide, like the house was trying to catch every drop of golden Savannah light. Everything smelled like lemon cleaner and old wood—comforting, lived-in,

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.

She would have gotten up and wondered around to familiarize herself with her surroundings, but there does not appear to be much to look at in the sparcely furnished room. Gabe has only been gone for about five minutes at most and already Abby misses his company. It is lonely down in the basement. Lonely and cold. It is also a little creepy, if she is being honest. Abby had never been in a basement before but she had watched a horror movie about one, that she was now unfortunately recalling in great detail. The only movie he can recall having actually gotten to watch and it comes back to bite her in the ass, making her scared of her situation. When she hears a long creaking sound echo around

I guess my family is much more hideous then. The real estate agent told us that the only daughter of the previous couple was abducted on the night of a leap year. And thus, they left—abandoned—this city and went into another city to start a new life. It sounds like one of those unsolved cases and disappearing people that I used to watch on Buzzfeed. I am an avid fan of the paranormal and supernatural. That’s why I am overly happy that the house we are now living in has some supernatural, mystery case connected to it. Especially since it's a leap year tonight, February 29, 2020.

But of course, fate was cruel. There was only one empty seat left. Right next to him. I sighed in defeat and sat down. Travis passed me a cold bottle of water without a word, his fingers brushing mine. My heart stupidly skipped again. “Did you guys know,” said Axl, one of Seth’s loudmouth friends, “that there’s a haunted mansion up the hill? Locals say it’s cursed.” “Cursed like what?” Adison asked, wide-eyed. “Like… couples who go there either break up—or come back engaged,” Axl said dramatically.

control! "I'm not living in yours!" Came my authoritative tone. "No one asked to." He copied my pitch. "Take the one beside mine." "The farthest one." "Take the store room then." Is it possible that i stab someone and not be called as a criminal? "Live beside mine. I hope you have seen those horror stories , based on true incidents. The whole villa would be as sillent as a graveyard, at night. And i'm a heavy sleeper." Colour faded from my face as a fear crept inside me, out of no where. What if winds blew and the windows danced with it? What if ....