Real Scary Ghost Stories Novels & Stories

I said "it's okay you guys carry on I will be back after sometime" they agreed i went to library i seen bookshelf is moving how can a bookshelf move is there any ghost here iam scared god if it is really will it kill me I went slowly someone is coming I thought it ghost and screamed "ahhhhhh" someone closed my mouth with their palm and pinned me to bookshelf

She enchanted by his charm and kindness, but she also terrified of him. ****** The loud sound of thunder has awakened Calista from her sleep. She just realized that it was raining heavily. She looked at the clock with her heart beating fast and it was three in the morning. Fear suddenly gripped her firmly as she heard a woman’s scream. It seemed like it was coming from the first floor. The scream sounded shrill and terrifying, like someone enduring extreme pain. Despite heavy rain, she could still hear the scream. Since she was little, or maybe since she was still in the womb, she was extremely afraid of ghosts and vampires. She watched a ghost movie once with Alice, and she had nightmares f

No answer. Carefully, she made her way across the uneven dirt floor, trying to shine the light into the shadows. There was no sign of him anywhere. She peered over into the far corner, thinking maybe she saw something there, or perhaps it was her own shadow. An eerie feeling came over her. Suddenly, she felt someone grab her from behind. A hand over her mouth kept her from shrieking, and she nearly dropped the lantern. “Shhh!” a whispery voice said in her ear. “Ghosts don’t eat apple pie, and they don’t drink brandy.”

She loved the thrill of watching horror films, but this one felt eerily realistic, sending shivers down her spine. In contrast, Finn remained motionless, his eyes fixed forward, attentively listening. Annie tried to suppress her fear and continued to watch the movie but found herself inching closer to Finn, seeking comfort in his presence. As the movie reaches its climax, the group of friends faces constant danger and continues to encounter the woman's ghost, and they must fulfill her final wish. At this point, the ghost's husband, who had murdered her for her wealth, also appeared. The friends started experiencing accidents and deaths due to the vengeful spirits. Now, Annie tense and jitter

“I’m sorry, Liam. I don’t know how to sense them because I’ve never seen a ghoul before.” “Damn it,” Liam mutters under his breath, tightening his grip on my shoulder. “We need to get out of here. Fast.” Before I can even process what Liam is saying, the ghouls appear out of nowhere. Their ghostly figures seem to appear and disappear almost like a mirage, and their shrieking fills the air. Fear takes over me, especially when I hear a voice inside of my head say, ‘Purple-eyed wolf. I want to feast on your blood and take your powers!’

’ I floated behind Elaine and exhaled an icy breath onto the back of her neck. Elaine jumped, her voice trembling. "Yoel! I felt it too! Someone's blowing on my neck!" Yoel laughed, trying to lighten the mood. "Relax, babe. You're imagining things. Ghosts are only real if you believe in them, but nonexistent if you don't. Don't let it get in your head." He pulled her closer, his hands wandering. "With me here, what's there to be scared of?" I watched, disgusted. He had done this a thousand times.

She just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible. Travis Blake suddenly stopped, but he didn’t put her down. The corner of his mouth lifted slightly as he said, “Are you afraid of watching horror movies? What about ghost stories? Imagine countless hands reaching out from the cemetery graves in the middle of the night. They grab your feet, and behind the tombstones lie the ghosts of the dead.” Hailey looked at Travis Blake, horrified. With such a blank face, this man was talking to her about horror movies and ghost stories in a cemetery!

“You look grim. Are you sure you're alright? Are you hurt? Do you want me to call the doctor? I'll give him a call immediately.” “I'm alright. Thanks.” Giana suddenly gasped. “What?” “Boss, did you perhaps see the ghost that lady was screaming about? What did he look like? Was he scary or handsome?” Bree rolled her eyes. Scary her ass. “Have you ever seen a handsome ghost before or have you read stories of ghosts that were handsome?” “Then that means you saw a ghost. Oh my, you must be so scared “I didn't see any ghosts. Let's just leave. I can't stay here for another minute.”

She found it funny to tell me horror stories before bed. I remembered once returning the favor. I told her about Terry the ghost, a boy who’d died in an accident on the street across from our house. Terry’s ghost wandered our neighbor’s house where his family had once lived. Mom hadn’t slept alone for weeks after that, and she never told me another horror story. My mom was like me in some ways—she was terrified of the paranormal, or anything religious. That’s why her engagement to Bill had been such a shock. But even Mom had gotten braver, so why couldn’t I?

She instantly widened her eyes, terror evident in her eyes as a scream escaped her lip jumping towards my direction. Unable to hold it any longer, I burst out laughing, throwing my head back as the laugh flowed freely from my throat. Finally realizing I was joking, she glared at me, her green eyes filled with rage. “Why must you always do that? You know I'm scared of ghosts." “They are not real," I replied nonchalantly. “Even if they were, they can't do anything to you, a living being. Only if you do something to them first and besides, you got me." I said my voice was laced with mockery.