Scariest Ghost Stories Novels & Stories

In 1983 a Mrs Carson of New York was laid out in our coffin, presumed dead of hear disease. As mourners watched, she suddenly sat up, alive as you or I. Unfortunately her daughter dropped dead of fright on the spot. I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon.

With this, they could know instantly if something happened to their friend. Jia doesn't want to go home earlier because she doesn't know the story of this place. But after knowing it, she was sure that there was a demon. Demons was a hundred times scarier than ghosts. So of course, we must leave. However, just as we moved a step, the ground shook and the loud music suddenly made a screeching sound, it was like a loud creepy roar. "Sh*t! It's here! Let's leave this place, Kelly!" I don't know what Jia was seeing but her face was truly pale.

Some bodyguards often see it sitting alone at a table at night time when there's no one. Rumor has it that the ghost looks like an ordinary human, but moments later, its lips will be torn up to the ears, and its mouth will gape like a pot with the lid opened. The foul-smelling black gooey thing will come from his mouth, and then his eyeballs will come out, rolling down the feet of the person who saw it. Hayden shook his head again; he was unable to continue the story. It's not that Hayden was scared. It's just that his mind likes to play a trick on him when he imagines something. His mind would exaggerate what he was thinking then Hayden would scream in surprise at just seeing a black shadow

Marina tried to look inside, only to see a burned-out house, so she asked the person in front: “Tell me, what's going on in there?” “ Oh, you don't know, Marina's house burned down last night and she probably didn't escape the fire, she must have died...” The man had just finished speaking when he turned to see Marina, he stood dumbfounded for a moment, his face gradually became afraid, then shouted: “ G... Gh... Ghostttttt!!!!” The man's scream caught everyone's attention, and everyone's eyes turned to Marina. Of course everyone was like the other man, their faces gradually became scared, they all backed away into the distance. Right now they just want to stay away from Marina as far as pos

He stood straight with a serious face as he began his explanation. "Ghosts are the souls of dead humans who... well, aren't ready to rest in peace. They don't have powers. All they can do is move from one place to another without being seen. Well, not by everyone though." "But... if you're a demon, why then are you in this form?" She couldn't help but ask.

There is just something about the dark that is so scary. I might be a werewolf but those ghost stories do scare the hell out of me. I kept imagining seeing things as we walked through the forest. A tree that looked like a giant person, a short person with a big head and no eyes. ‘Ahhhhh, what in the world is wrong with you? You are supposed to be the strongest, bravest she-wolf but here you are being afraid of ghosts,' my wolf said and I chuckled. I did that to wake her up, she had been too quiet for my liking.

My eyes went wide seeing his pupils up close, his eyes were red and his pupil is black! Oh my god! “Calm down.” He said calmly but of course, I didn’t calm down. I feel so scared that I can’t help but to tightly close my eyes and tried punching him in the stomach but he just catched my fist that made me feel even more scared. I took some steps backwards to at least widen our distance. Who knew if he suddenly bit me? I read something about ghosts that copy the humans who their target longs about. They used it as bait or to deceive them to follow what they wanted… I also read about ghosts that can hurt humans. Thinking about it, this one could touch me, meaning….

"You scared me!" It wasn’t Gabriel. It was the ghost girl. "My life is already a mess, and you're making it worse!" I yelled at her. "Get lost, please!" Gabriel stepped through her and cupped my shoulders. "Something’s going on with you, right?" he asked softly. "I can feel the same fear you had earlier. And that scream... it wasn't about me. What’s wrong?" I swallowed hard. "You’re right. It wasn’t about you. But would you believe me if I told you I can see ghosts? That one is staring at me right now, unblinking, like it just saw something scarier than itself. Would you believe me?"

A scream tore through Lilith's lips, and she crawled away from the grave in sheer terror, panting heavily. As fear consumed her, Lilith felt a presence behind her. Slowly, she turned around, trembling with trepidation. To her astonishment, the dead girl stood there, her sad expression unchanged. They locked eyes, but the dead girl remained silent, her ghostly presence sending shivers down Lilith's spine. Overwhelmed by the sight of the apparition, Lilith rose to her feet and scrambled out of the woods, screaming in fear with each step.

My skin prickles, my nerves strung tight as if my body knows something my mind doesn’t want to acknowledge. It has to be a ghost. That’s the only explanation my panicked brain can come up with. The way the shadows shift, the way the silence feels alive—it’s exactly like every horror story I’ve ever heard. I try to tell myself that ghosts aren’t real, but at this moment, I almost believe they are. And then I hear it. And then— A soft sniffing sound. Oh good, maybe it’s a lost puppy. Or, you know, a demon. Anything is possible at this point.