Novel & Cerita Horror Airbnb Stories

Ash gray streaks on his cheeks to make them look sunken in. “How’d you like that last one?” he asked, gesturing over his shoulder at the darkened screen. His voice was honey over broken glass. “Horror Hotel? I stayed there once. Nice place when I got there, but by the time I left, everyone was dying to get out!”

she hissed angrily. They arrived at an abandoned hospital in the middle of nowhere, kilometers away from the main road of the city. Coos of the birds nested from the tall old Oak trees made the dark forest even more terrifying. The place was infamous because of the crazy stories about ghosts haunting people who dared to come there. Hence, a perfect location for their business.

I stayed silent. "The apartment where she had that accident was a company unit assigned to her," Stan said. "It's been empty ever since the accident. Later, the company wanted to take the place back, but the staff they sent over all got badly spooked. Over time, rumors that the place was haunted started to spread." He looked at me, his gaze sharpening. "But that changed when you showed up. When I first saw your rental address, I was shocked. I honestly thought you'd be running out of there in tears within three days. But you didn't.

He was lying face down, and face up, all at once. I live in that house now. I am the village "fixer." And every night, I listen to the scratching beneath the floorboards. I don't fear the ones that crawl. I fear the ones that wait. Because now I know that the most terrifying thing in the world isn't death—it’s a corpse that refuses to close its eyes.

Little did I know that ten years later, it would come down in a windstorm that shook the house, and I could swear to this day that it was a twister. Now that I have a new husband who doesn’t believe in ghosts at all, not as many strange things go on that did when the children were little, except for a couple of things. Between the blood roots in the basement that poke through the cracks in the cement floor and spread to everything they come into contact with, to the shadow in my closet that moves in the night and has eyes that peer at me when I least expect it. There have been so many times when I wake up after hearing my name called out of a sound sleep. This is one of those times when ev

Pinanindigan siya ng balahibo. Dahan-dahan siyang bumaba para hanapin ang pinagmumulan nito. Naghanap siya sa kusina ng ‘di binubuksan ang ilaw. Ilang sandali pa'y narinig niya uli ang nakakatakot na halakhak. Nakita niyang may nakatayong anino malapit sa bintana na nasisinagan ng liwanag ng buwan na parang eksena sa mga horror movies. “Kabilugan pa ng buwan ngayon. Oh God, nasa loob na ba ako ng horror movie?” bulong niya na balot pa rin ng takot ang binata.

I snapped at him, annoyed he was able to grab my attention like he had. “Very well, let’s see where was I? Oh yes, one day I saw the God Anubis and was convinced I had died, I was starving and hallucinating. Anubis approached me and asked if I wanted to avenge my family and escape the dreadful place I was in. Of course, I told him I did, and before I knew it, he was biting into my neck and feeding me his blood. Only when I had awakened did I realize what had happened. I had heard rumors from the guards of monsters that hid in the dark, killing those that crossed their path or making them into the same kind of monster. Confused, I stared at an ordinary man that sat across from me, laughing wi

Cold sweat starts blanketing my skin while the air-conditioner is congealing that sweat fast. He continues, “It was about five years ago. We were vacationing in Acapulco, Mexico. It happened in broad daylight in La Quebrada. Our initial plan was to do some cliff diving, but then we decided to change that plan. We were young then and stubborn. Though it wasn’t allowed, we went on a hike all by ourselves, leaving our tour guide behind. We went deep into the woods for the reason that we wanna experience s.ex in that kind of place and atmosphere. But before we could even get heated with our f.oreplay, an eerie howl reverberated across the woods. We ignored it, and continued enjoying each other.

The organizers of the workshop informed me that they would be hosting their guest in a hotel but I told them not to worry that I have settled my accommodation. Whenever I visit Toronto for official purposes, I always stay at Airbnb. Being a VIP customer of the airbnb, I asked them to send a driver to come pick us from the airport. Less than ten minutes later, the driver arrived and we headed to the place that will be our home for the next couple of days. A young lady who was waiting at the entrance greeted us and led us to our room. She opened the door and gave me the key card. It was a three-bedroom apartment that was well furnished. I asked Sarah to pick a room first and she did. I quickly

Gabriel straightened in his seat. “Talk,” he commanded. Harold stepped inside the office and showed him his phone. “It's true that Mr Bennette received a call from an unknown number. The person I hired was able to track that number down..” he said then handed him the phone. “It's a newly registered number..” Frowning, Gabriel accepted the phone and stared at it. He saw the familiar map on the screen. “She booked an Airbnb just near the airport. I already ordered some people to check on it. But if you want–”