Novel & Cerita Scariest Ghost Stories

Even if she did, she'd blame it on the wind. "Ghost?" Sharon was becoming concerned, "I thought you don't believe in such things?" "Really? Oh, em." Geneva cleared her throat and spoke confidently, "that's true, I am not scared by flimsy things such as ghooosts!" The last word Sharon heard was the word 'ghosts' being screamed into her eardrums before she heard nothing else. The phone had fallen and disassembled and the call, disconnected.

You could say that there are no ghosts in the world, and I could agree with you, but some people said that there are no werewolves in the world and we know for sure that they are, so… never say never. “I hate this place,” Sam said and looked around. “So many stories , horror stories that I get goosebumps just thinkin' about it.” “ I chose this place exactly for that. Because we all hate this place and it is the last place where Manganiello would think that we will come.”

The ghost asked casually, while appearing to be pacing the floor. "What? Like the human who turns into a giant man-wolf during a full moon?" Miranda demanded, but she didn't let the ghost answer, "yeah I've heard about it. So much so that people write books about young girls falling in love with them, and those books have so much smut, its ridiculous." Miranda laughed. It was now the ghost's turn to send Miranda a deadpan look. "What?" Miranda asked when she noticed the look. "And what do you think of vampires?" The ghost continued to quiz.

Those who had discovered the truth were swiftly silenced, their secrets dying with them. The rumors about The Ghost were the stuff of criminal legend. They said he could walk through walls, that he had spies in every major organization, that he could make people disappear without a trace. Some said he wasn't human at all, but a vengeful spirit who had returned from the dead to punish the wicked. Victor did nothing to discourage these tales—in fact, he cultivated them.

“Why is that your first thought? Of all the supernatural things, you jump straight to ghosts?” “Yes, ghosts!” she shot back, crossing her arms. “We live in a world where vampires, werewolves, and witches are real, Lia! Ghosts aren’t that far-fetched!” “Okay, okay, fair point,” I conceded, holding up my hands. “And don’t even pretend they’re not real,” she added quickly. “I’ve heard too many stories to believe otherwise.” “Stories, huh?” I smirked. “Let me guess, you heard about some haunted house from a ‘friend of a friend’?”

Her heart pounded in her chest, fueling her determination to survive the terrifying encounters that lay ahead. Amidst the tangled branches and whispering leaves, Erica caught glimpses of ghostly figures drifting through the mist. Ghostly phantoms swirled around her, their mournful wails echoing in the stillness of the night. She shivered, her senses heightened as she cautiously navigated through the ethereal presence.

Aina pov: It has Been almost a month since I had the scary encounter with a ghost at the River Elbe, this ghost claimed to be my mother. I don't have the gut to tell my aunt Ella about the encounter. I know she will ask me why I visited the river Elbe. I could still recall having a dream about the same ghost lady that night when I was sleeping. In this dream, she was clothed in normal clothes and her skin was fresh without any scars or wounds.

"Ever since Melania threw that one she-wolf in here and she killed herself from loneliness, people say it's haunted." "Geez, Frieda. I didn't realize how much of a scaredy cat you were," Lacey teased. "It's not funny," Frieda said. "Ghosts are attracted to me." "You think everyone is attracted to you." "Seriously, I can feel them sometimes," Frieda said a bit louder. Lacey looked at Frieda with a teasing smile. "Are you sure you're not feeling yourself?" Frieda stomped her foot and placed her hands on her hips. "Stop making fun of me. Just wait until-"

The moans of Scarlet were endless as Ace bonked her, taking her to nirvana. "I'm coming." Scarlet informed and slithered like a snake feeling the supreme bliss. Ace continued to knock her and minutes later he stationed inside her giving a low long growl. Droplets of sweat that settled on his forehead drizzled down on Scarlet's lips and she smiled. Her smile was contagious and Ace's lips went extended too. He slid beside her and pulled her to his chest before kissing her on the forehead. ****** Scary squeaks were noted by the villagers from the abandoned slaughter house once again. But nobody dared to even enter its premises. It is believed by the locals that a ghost resides in the house and

But the Blood Moon blood in me kept me calm like a deadly tsunami in face of a life threatening situation, and I decided to stay calm and get more info first. Then, panic later. So I swallowed to muster a casual tone. “As in a ghost sighting?” My best friend nodded, grimacing at the sorry piece of filet dangling from her fork. “Some grad stud heard strange noises. But he swore he was alone because there were no lab sessions that time.” I was breathing again, smiling and shaking my head as though it was some silly story, until Eva leaned in and lowered her voice to add secretly. “But I think he wasn’t alone.”