Reddit Ghost Stories Novels & Stories

"So now tell me all the stuff that's been missing from your story the first time we've met please, so i know what I am or we are up against! "Well they told us we are going to be in a big orphanage with the name of Blackwood. But...but we've been in one before and it's not the same John, okay some things are better but this is not a "normal" one afcourse get fed, we have clothes and we have our own space or shared one but there are things that are not alright....kids been missing some of them turnt back but with different characters, but also 2 deaths unexplained! And then the thing about us having to call them couple High Priest and Priestess! Who does that? Anyways.....there is also the th

“She should probably start with the stories Nana always loved to tell her. Those are the type that might be illegal.” “What the hell, Tate. Why are you out here ratting out Nana like that?” “Tell me,” I say, ignoring her fake annoyance with Tatum. “Everyone has heard of ghost wolves,” she starts with a sigh. “But no one ever talks about what they are, how they came to be.” “All I recall hearing was that they were wandering wolves who lost their mates.” I shrug and Tatum shakes her head. “No, they are a ghost of themselves because they never found their mates.” Tatum corrects me and I roll my eyes. “Our moms always argued about that bit when they would try to scare us with the stories.”

David grumbled, “After everything tonight, and that is the one thing you have a problem with?” “Sorry,” stated Hank, as he turned his glaring eyes on the other man. “But things like that don’t normally happen.” “What about the ghosts,” asked David with a tone of sass in his voice. “That I can believe,” the police detective growled at him. “I have heard many stories around Spokane and other areas about haunted places. But never have I heard about people changing shape to animals being true!”

Lower, and more severe. “Goodnight,” I whisper, bristling. I remind myself I don’t believe in the stories my mom told me as a child, but if there are demons in those wetlands… Well, the Gregory property might be full of them.

I had a mischievous grin as I asked, "What kind do you like?" "Girls together and couples, but not the crazy, fake moaning ones. There's this website I'm on all the time that has a subreddit for something called passion porn. A bunch of it is amateur stuff, but the people love each other or have a really strong connection that you can see. It totally gets me off. What about you?"

Xoxo Nyx I think I have a few friends in my new roommates, but then again I’m not a very good judge of that, and it’s not like I can be truly honest. The girls I live with are aware of my PTSD, but not all the rest I’d just told a woman I’d know for all of five minutes. It was no joke when I told George that some of the best, if not weirdest, bizarre or otherwise questionable moments of my life happen in a corner store.

“I do not have money now but I promise that I would make you feel good. And maybe you spent a lot of time with me because you love me.” “Already? I have not even seen the size of your dick.” “It might not be a nine inches like you expect but it sure would fit in that tight pussy of yours.”. “And even if it does not fit, I am always open to three homes and even four somes. The more the merrier. With that last text, she logged off with no good nights or sweet texts. I wanted to be the one saying those but we were not all that familiar. There was no one really active anymore on the site so I spent all night read sex stories and watching erotica videos to add to my knowledge and be able to have

Tasha was devastated about the reality of her being a ghost. She thought she was dead, she had dreams. Even if she acted like a slut whose only interests were parties and getting boys hard for fun. She wanted to be a doctor, just to save lives. But everything was never gonna happen for her, and she thought everything had ended for her.

he complains as he throw himself at the couch. “Anyway, I had a long day crybaby” I say to him. “I took a visit to the Gaylord’s territory and you would never believe what I saw” I start narrating to him the entire story. “Try me” he says arrogantly. “I think Gaylord is creating an army of monsters, he feeds them with humans and stores them at his basement” I say to him. “Huh, are monsters even real” he says jokingly and I to stop him.

" Two guards in black immediately moved in, ignoring Nellie's struggle as they dragged her toward the exit. Around them, guests lifted their phones, snapping pictures and laughing under their breath. Voices overlapped, mocking how pathetic the Scott siblings were, laughing that people like them might as well be dead. What they didn't know was that I was already dead. And Nellie was suffering from the same illness I had. She didn't have much time left either.