Japanese Scary Dolls Novels & Stories

And wear it proudly like a fucking queen. “So, what’s up with the scary doll?” Jax asked. Seth didn’t want to answer the question, but Sunshine interjected the conversation by clearing her throat. No doubt she can still taste both men as it lingered on the tip of her tongue. “That doll, isn’t a normal doll” I said as I can feel my thighs began to stiff from the dry fluids on my skin that were left behind from both of the men I was confused “It looks normal to me but super creepy”

Also, it was still a little bit cold. After a while the ghost in front of the siblings began to change its shape, form, and size. There's a time when the heads of the girl and the scary doll shifts and when the girl's head turns to 360 degrees. But the most nerve-tingling stuff is when the scary doll merges with the little girl's body, forming a huge scary monster that has red eyes as red as blood, messy hair, razor-sharp teeth covered with blood, and long pointy nails. "Helppp!!!" the two shouted in a still terrified voice. They ran towards Raine and grabbed her out the room.

“Of course not. He’s just an ordinary friend.” As if he did not hear her explanation, the salesperson brought her to the shelf on the other side of the shop. “Anyway, he’s just a man. And as long as he’s a man, no matter how old he is, he’ll have the playful mind of a full-grown boy. These figurines are the best-sellers in our store.” Lucy looked at the various figurines displayed on the racks—there were anime characters and mechas. She took a glance at the price tags and was surprised. “Are all these toys so expensive?”

A chilling cold trickled down my back at the sight. A similar twelve-inch PVC boy doll that had been haunting me, sat on the floor. Cute and spine-curdling cuddly. Eddison followed my line of vision and was bending to take it up. “Why would this be here?” “Don't touch it.” I blurted out to stop him. The toy both repulsed and unnerved me. So, it was her. Jiya knew we were on to her. She was trying to scare me. Eddison erected himself. He scratched the side of his neck as his forehead wrinkled with a lack of understanding. “It’s just a doll, Luna. Maybe Selma has her kids somewhere on this floor.”

We both let out a breath we didn't know we were holding, I then glared at Bankotsu. " * Whispers* There are creepy dolls here." Bankotsu whispered to me as he pulled out a doll that was laying next to him. They look like very expensive dolls, must belong to the princess. I can feel the soul coming from the dolls, is very loved and strong. If I combined these dolls with my magic, I might be able to harness their emotion and make it into a weapon. I thought before turning back to Kaen and noticing Bankotsu's illusion is gone.

When I thought that, he then walks next to me, seeming to have a lot to talk about. "This suit is from Rozen & Alice Tailor— come to think of it, I wondered why but they gave me a discount for this suit. The shopkeeper's not even a living being… something like a moving human-sized doll." "Something like a doll…? Are you talking about automaton dolls?" I replied. Or automata, in short. "I don't care." He said, looking disgusted for some reason. "The only scary thing is that moving human-sized doll looks just like a human— none of her looks like a doll."

The doll was custom made and had a face that was exact replica of Mahira’s face. Mahira somehow managed to look at the doll’s face, to her horror it was indeed a replica of herself in a belly dance costume, only this costume was more skimpy, 'was this some kind of joke?, was this really Tazz’s idea or Sonia’s?,’ she was flabbergasted , the face of the doll was indeed that of hers, she just realised how this ugly guy had just squeezed the doll’s breast, it was equivalent to have done it to her. She thought she’d had enough. “Mr. Goldwyn, you may please carry on with your celebrations, I have another official assignment to deal with,” saying so she turned to leave

They stopped when they saw her and moved away from the casket,beckoning her to come closer. An unknown peace came over her as she inhaled deeply and felt her horror and apprehension dissipate as she crossed the short distance between herself and the casket. Looking down,Beth stared at her own face. “How is this possible?”she asked,touching her hair,her face,her arms,as if to make sure she was still breathing and living.This was unbelievable.She was staring at her own corpse in morbid fascination. The tallest of the singing children,a beautiful young girl with the voice of an angel,was the one to answer her.

It wasn't until a loud thump echoed through the silent night that she jumped up in horror and turned around. The head fell again, she thought. The last project of hers had been a life-size wooden doll that she had worked hard to make it look like Medusa, but unfortunately, it turned out a bit deformed. Her parents had proposed to bring the doll to her uncle's farm to scare the crows in the fields... Needless to say, Ryder felt quite offended by such a proposal.

Lance whispered. "I'll haunt you if we die here." I huffed, he just laughed. "Boo!" Someone said while grabbing my arm. I screamed. "It's one thing to watch it and another to be in it. I want to leave." I sighed. "One more door and we will leave." We went to this hallway that was really creepy. How long has this house been abandoned? We entered a bedroom and it looked extremely creepy. Dolls everywhere. And they were porcelain ones. I hate those. Remind me of Chucky. We turned away and just as we were about to leave someone said.