Really Scary Dolls Novels & Stories

“Voodoo!” the lady screamed, as another identical doll had been placed inside her gift box. The MC stopped mid-action, her face turning pale as everyone’s angry gaze locked on her. “What the fvck did you do?!” they yelled, and she stepped backwards in fear. “We request Aurelia now!” everyone screamed. Holding the doll, I felt a sharp prick, the needle slipped into my finger, and the doll crashed to the ground. It split open, revealing paper stuffed inside like intestines. It looked disgusting, and inhumane.

Victor looked up. I backed away at once, clutching the ragdoll to my chest. My palms were slick with sweat. I had no idea whether Victor had seen me or not. The ragdoll whispered angrily, "What are you doing? Are you scared of them? Weren't we supposed to scare them?" I whispered back, "We're in big trouble. There is someone terrifying down there." "So what? We have better items. Why should we be scared of him?"

We went straight to Daisy's locker. "What are we doing?" Jessica asked. I pulled out Daisy's wolf doll. "We're going to destroy this." "That's just a toy," Sarah said. "It's not just a toy," I said. "It belonged to her dead mother. It's the only thing she has left of her." I took out a knife and cut off the wolf's head. Then I pulled out a fake vampire head I had bought at the costume store and sewed it onto the doll's body.

"Haha! So dumb! Of all people, she had to pick a fight with Aria, the Headless Girl, one of the Four Bosses." "This idiot just broke two of the boss' taboos in one go. She's as good as dead now." "She didn't let Aria have her candy and mentioned her parents. Haha! Even God can't save her!" I couldn't see the audience's mockery, but I could tell things were about to get real bad. I watched as the baby doll morphed into a terrifying, monstrous version of herself. I froze up again. My legs went stiff as my mind raced. "Has no one told this doll her neck's spurting blood like a fountain of pee?"

As she lay there a porcelain doll Ivys life was on the line—a horrifying revelation that would alter everything. Even more terrifying than Elara’s scream was the silence that followed it which was laden with fear and the awful prospect of what might happen.

That single glance made her blood freeze, her entire body turning rigid in an instant. In the basement, under the yellowed lamp, a doll was actually floating in midair. Its kimono fluttered despite the absence of wind, thick white powder coated its face, and the crimson at the corners of its eyes and lips glowed eerily in the dim light. Two black glass eyes, devoid of any light, radiated a bone-chilling coldness, as if they were staring intently at this uninvited guest. "Ah!" A shrill scream burst from the girl's throat, overwhelming terror engulfing her like a tidal wave. Her pupils shrank to pinpoints, her face turned as pale as paper, and her lips trembled so much she couldn't utter a com

The box was directly on the doorstep, and the delivery man must have left while thinking no one was home. I grabbed it and locked the door. The box was plain. There was no sender name, no indication whatsoever about who sent it or what it was. My heart rate quickened. What could it be? Curiosity mixed with fear in my blood as I ripped it open, and the moment I set my eyes on what was in the box, a scream ripped out of my throat. The box contained two dolls that looked exactly like my kids. And the dolls... They were soaked in blood.

I tried to console him, “Hey, hey. Calm down, okay? It’s alright. We can always go back to the temple and get you another one.” “No! The doll and I are connected! I can feel what happens to it!” “Connected?” I cleared my throat, “Just because you’re handsome doesn’t mean I’ll believe everything that comes out of your mouth, dude.” “No! You don’t get it! I can actually feel everything that’s done to the doll!” I smiled and calmed myself before replying, “I told you the doll was weird, didn’t I? So, what happened to it?” “I gave it away. I gave it to one of the more handsome ones when we were at the park yesterday.”

Crackers, maybe? Heart pounding, I peeled the velvet back. Underneath: a few chunks of hardtack and half a protein bar. I froze. Stared at the girl on the bed, still playing dead. She was faking. But why? What was she trying to pull? Did Ms. Deinert know? I looked at her perfect, peaceful face—and felt pure horror. She wasn't some helpless victim. She was a monster.

There was a simulated doll in the box. The doll's eyes were gouged out, leaving only a white part. There was a long cut on its stomach, which was sewed with hemp ropes. It was all blood, and its fingers had sharp nails. Baby Doll was too lifelike. No matter how smart Henric was or how bold he was, he was still a child. Seeing such a thing, she was so scared that she screamed.