Really Scary Dolls Novels & Stories

Wolfram looked around as he skimmed through the life-sized dolls sitting in a corner. Eine was asking to store those for now because they scared her. They were beautiful, but she didn’t seem to feel safe around them. If Delta was going to hide, she should be hiding among those dolls.

With the creepy music ringing in his ears, he found her actions a headache like that of a disobedient kid. “That’s why I don’t like dolls.” Layla complained, looking at the creepy doll which popped out in front of them. Thanks to those horror movies she watched in childhood, Layla categorized dolls as ghostly items. And the owners of this building must have felt the same too. She looked at Ryan and Zou Haoran, the only remaining friends with her, and sighed. Earlier there was a fork on the path and Opal and Lani decided to walk another path whereas Caleb had fallen somewhere unknown before.

With a choir, singing in her living room! “Beth,”Emma said ever so sweetly,“honey,are you totally sure you weren't having a dream?You must realize how this sounds!All this talk of caskets and corn children giving you ominous warnings….did you watch a horror movie before bed?You know how those upset you.” Beth composed herself as best she could.”No, I didn't watch a horror movie Em.I came downstairs thinking I’d left the telly on and there in my living room was a casket with me in it!And a choir of children.”

Eric shrugged as he set the packages on the table. “We could start a museum for haunted and cursed objects. This is insane. What do we have here? Where are we going to store these? I cannot sleep in the same room as these objects.” Greta said. She sighed and opened the first box. She looked at a clay doll at the bottom of the box with exhaustion. “Okay, I get it. It’s clay, but why not take this to the doll hospital? They handle old dolls, including haunted ones. Why send it here?”

Aino asked with her head tilting to the side. Jane wanted to say no, but she forced herself to nod, before summoning the courage to take the monstrous doll and passed it over to Alex. She was far too scared of the doll. There was truly no way to understand how children think and how could their tastes be so odd? She glanced over at Alex and found that the man was not at all intimidated by the doll. He played around with it and pressed on the button that was on it. An inhuman shriek instantly erupted from the doll.

Thеу pick mе uр аnd thrоw mе bасk dоwn on the mаttrеѕѕ lіkе a rаg doll. It’s how thеу intimidate me and make mе fеаrful. Thеу аrе mоrе сruеl thаn before. Thеу don’t еvеn tie mу аrm before thеу ѕtаrt рlungіng thе nееdlе іntо іt.

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”

Seeing a doll moving and even waving at you, who would not find it creepy and scary? Even though she saw ghosts in her daily life, it doesn't mean that Jia was not easily scared. Jia was still a girl who doesn't like horror. If possible, Jia doesn't want to pass by this hallway as she was afraid of every mysterious object in this mansion. Especially this creepy doll. That enough was scary for her. "What did Lucas ask for you?" Sir Benjamin suddenly asked interrupting Jia who was observing the doll cautiously. "Ah?" She was surprised. Sir Benjamin usually minds his business so why he was asking about Lucas?

The area was cluttered with broken and bloodstained dolls, with some eerily moving on their own. Soon, the echoes of a baby's cries and a haunting, sorrowful laughter reached their ears. "You've come, you've finally come. Will you stay and play with me?" Stuart and Dylan froze in their tracks. Their legs wobbled, and fear made them pee their pants. The baby's voice turned into desperate crying, and a bunch of dolls with all sorts of expressions glared at them. Stuart stammered, "I-I'm s-s-sorry, p-p-please don't come after u-u-us ... This isn't our doing. I swear, we don't mean any harm. Your mom is okay, and you can still be the family's little one."

I whispered, and with a nod we slipped inside. The apartment-style suite was weird. The humming coming from an old-fashioned radio on the nightstand, playing some kind of static-filled tune that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on the end. The bed was untouched, the sheets perfectly crisp as if no one had slept in it. But what really caught my eye was the collection of… dolls? “Okay, this is officially creepy,” Laura whispered, her eyes fixed on a shelf lined with porcelain dolls, each one staring ahead. “Let’s get out of here.”