Real Scary Ghost Stories Novels & Stories

Before I can even protest, I felt dizzy and everything went pitch black. When I woke up, my hands and feet are tied with rope. I tried to seat but I ended up falling back on the cold, dirty floor. It was already dark. Yuan told me that ghosts and other bad spirits live in this kind of place. “Mom!” I cried as panic surged through me. “Mom! Yuan!” “Shut up!” a deep, scary voice shouted somewhere in the dark.

say while crying. "Honey, what are you talking about? It's just a myth. No ghosts just come out of a board. Maybe they disappeared because some bad person kidnapped them. Scare you, but the crime of human trafficking exists. Trust me everything will be fine!" "Mom, you don't know. There is a devil in this house. Rebecca said that eight years ago a family lived in this house and they disappeared overnight. Until now the case was never revealed. Mom, please! Listen to me. We--"

And the details were written about those pictures. She named them as demonic power spells. I sighed while going through the diary. Then came the pages for ghosts. She had written stories about the ghosts. Full stories like how she learned about a ghost in a place. Then she fought the ghosts and scared them away. The whole diary was filled with crazy things. Ghosts, spirits, Angels, demons, hell, heaven and God. By the end of that diary, I started to think that all the stories were real. I started to believe everything I saw in that diary.

When I stopped walking and looked at her, questioningly, she said, “Ghosts don’t have semen, right?” “Ghosts don’t have sex,” I replied. She vigorously shook her head. “That’s not true. I’ve seen plenty of ghost hunting reality shows that talk about demon ghosts that get women pregnant. I think they’re called an incubus.” My eyes went wild with concern and my heartbeat picked up speed. The mere thought of having had sex with a ghost was overwhelming. “Now, you’re scaring me for a change.” “We need to get to the bottom of this right away,” she nervously stammered.

Marina tried to look inside, only to see a burned-out house, so she asked the person in front: “Tell me, what's going on in there?” “ Oh, you don't know, Marina's house burned down last night and she probably didn't escape the fire, she must have died...” The man had just finished speaking when he turned to see Marina, he stood dumbfounded for a moment, his face gradually became afraid, then shouted: “ G... Gh... Ghostttttt!!!!” The man's scream caught everyone's attention, and everyone's eyes turned to Marina. Of course everyone was like the other man, their faces gradually became scared, they all backed away into the distance. Right now they just want to stay away from Marina as far as pos

Vengeance has not been paid, on the contrary, it is also unjustly killed. Vera step by step closer to see the shadow, in her mind there is only one thought that there is a real ghost here. There's a broom nearby, but are ghosts afraid of brooms? As far as I know, garlic is the most effective thing to keep the spirit from coming near me, so she needs a piece of garlic in her body, but the garlic is not in her body right now, it's in the fridge, and the ghost is in the kitchen, what do you get?

She immediately felt a shiver down her spine and urged Hazel to quickly run away, fearing that the ghost in the red dress would appear and chase them. They didn't stop running until they reached an area where a servant was standing, watering the plants. Ivy patted her chest and gasped, "Ooh! I'm so scared! That was too scary!" "Is that story even true? I think stories about ghosts are just made up." Hazel wasn't really scared. She was the type to purely believe in science, therefore she didn't believe in the existence of supernatural beings. "What? Of course, they're true. She's roaming around in the middle of the night, you could even hear someone crying. It's so scary.

There is just something about the dark that is so scary. I might be a werewolf but those ghost stories do scare the hell out of me. I kept imagining seeing things as we walked through the forest. A tree that looked like a giant person, a short person with a big head and no eyes. ‘Ahhhhh, what in the world is wrong with you? You are supposed to be the strongest, bravest she-wolf but here you are being afraid of ghosts,' my wolf said and I chuckled. I did that to wake her up, she had been too quiet for my liking.

Austin asked, almost not believing what she said "How is you seeing me possible?" She asked, and he rolled his eyes, knowing she made a point. "With everything that happened. Starting with me trying to go back to Boston, then realising I'm a ghost. I went back there and jumped into that empty grave, Trying to kill myself"

77 in cash. The ghost story doesn't end. It just multiplies.