Las Vegas Haunted Museum Novels & Stories

"I just did. Watch me." A small sound came from her. Not quite a laugh. But close. I walked closer to her then I stopped when I was close enough to see the small lines around her eyes. The ones that appeared when she was holding something in. "The field trip," I said. "Tell me about it. Where are you going? What are you going to see?" "The state capital. Museums. An old government building." "That sounds boring." "It is a little boring. But Ms. Rivera said the old government building might be haunted."

The haunted house had taken root in Greystone Manor, an aging mansion on the outskirts of Velmora’s East District, complete with towers, gables, and enough architectural drama to look really creepy even in broad daylight. “Last chance to back out,” Rohan said as they approached the entrance. “Are you kidding? I have been looking forward to seeing the unflappable Rohan Marquez jump at fake monsters.” “Who says I’m going to jump?” “Everyone jumps in haunted houses. It’s scientifically impossible not to.”

Nevada, America The day’s activities were going pretty smooth, the guests were eating and chatting, Arnold was in the kitchen with the other chefs, he was arranging some ceramic plates into a small steel cupboard. The TV in the kitchen suddenly switched to breaking news “There has been a terrorist attack on Chimney street, Carson city, the capital city of the state of Nevada, over 100 persons have been held hostage in Lori Carson museum, the purpose of kidnap is yet to be known and so far no one has been hurt” the Newscaster reported; everyone in the kitchen began to panick because the restaurant was just few blocks away from the reported museum. Then suddenly they all heard voices coming fr

The city is called the City of Sin or Las Vegas. Helga is as evil as her parents. She never had a good heart but pretended to support Vladimir. She always did what he told her to because she did not want to be staked like her parents. However, Helga was never on the side of her brothers. She always thought that Vladimir was evil for staking their parents. She wanted to release her parents but was not allowed to be near them, and she did not know where Vladimir kept them. After Vladimir left, Helga also left for America. She's in Las Vegas with her parents. The three of them are having the time of their life as they spend nights in the casinos and hotel rooms with humans. They are building th

“I see…” Everything made sense to me. I went to a physician, was recommended herbs and medicine that I never failed to take, and yet my illness has only gotten worse until the mark on my back was triggered. Now, I’m stuck. I know I should just go with whatever Calum Reed was planning, but the fear was still there. While I stared into his red eyes, I couldn’t help but recall descriptions of his sadistic murder that got headlined last week. Claw marks. Dried out flesh.

He enjoyed the attention. “I’m tired of keeping the boy in the dark,” I said. “It’s for his own safety. Zach, there are werewolves and vampires in this town. Rafael is a blood sucking vampire.” Rafael’s face changed, veins lining the skin below his lower eyelids became visible, gray-ish under pale skin. He opened his mouth wide, flashing long sharp fangs at me. Hannah screamed, standing and pulling Zach into her arms. She staggered back and made him stand behind her.

"I will kill all the members of your family if you do not offer yourself to me. I will bring you to the situation when you will intentionally come to me and plead to save your family members by offering yourself to me." Amara walked helpless towards the haunted mansion. She felt numb and lifeless for the happenings around her. The words of the sage begin to ring in her ears. "It will be the dark night without the moon, the onset of heavy storm and the shrill howls of dogs. There will be an unfathomable clamor present in the atmosphere, the unwelcoming cries of the eagles and the uproar of tumult yowls from everywhere around will be the indication to alert you it was the one and only day in y

There was a live band with dancing near the dinosaurs, a buffet by the mummies, and an open bar by space exploration exhibit. Laura had never seen anything like it. She wandered around the museum, admiring the different exhibits and pretending to learn as she went. The museum provided docents at each exhibit to answer questions, and Laura suspected, to make sure that drunk people didn't decide to try and ride the T-Rex.

End of story. We drove on in silence and a few minutes later, we turned left onto NV-172. Soon, we pulled up in front of the Hoover Dam. Although it was dark, it was still beautiful and mountains were silhouetted majestically in the distance. I just hoped that he didn't plan to throw me off. Between the mafia and vampires, people disappeared in the desert all the time. If they wanted you dead, you were, but if he was going to kill me, I could think of better ways to die than being thrown off the Hoover Dam.

Isaac added, winking at me. “Oh, I’m a part of the haunted attraction? Go figure.” The four of them laughed and I tried to play the good host. “When are you guys coming?” “Friday morning,” Brandon replied. “They’re taking off on Thursday night, before the Memorial Day weekend rush.” “Then I think you can stay the night here, at least on Friday.” “That’d be awesome!” said Ted, who didn’t raise his voice no matter how many exclamation marks his words carried. That is, unless one of their devices went off in the dark.