Scariest Ouija Board Stories Novels & Stories

Looked like Loren had gotten carried away, Ria thought. "You know, of all the ghosts, the most dangerous are the ones that carry grudges and regrets…" Loren rambled on again. Ria started to think that Loren liked horror topics like this. "What do you mean?" Ria responded while reading through some of the articles she found earlier. “I have a story that my mother firsthand experienced. She once rented an old house that was haunted by a spirit full of regret and anger that almost brought her to an terrible accident…” Loren had already started preparing her story when Ria noticed that the clock already indicated that their next class was about to start.

Serena suddenly asked their member, in a worried manner. "Well... I collected some papers inside our " Comments and Suggestions box, and I actually read something." Tommy relayed, while looking anxious. "What's wrong?" Benjie asked. "Well, you'd better read it, Serena and Benjie." suggested Tommy. Serena and Benjie started reading the students' comments and suggestions about the Scribble Club. "This is outrageous!" Benjie suddenly blurted out. "Let me see that." Serena said, as she gets the paper from Benjie.

"You have a good eye, but do tell—how did you know this was the room?" "That's easy—with this!" The demisage smiled, holding up the Ouija board at Frank, who nodded. "It really is a mystic item. Not bad." The demisage held up a hand. "I'm not here to socialize, kid. I have something that needs your attention. Aside from the foulness you've vanquished, more linger in the vicinity. "With one destroyed, more would appear without end. In the end, they have come because someone opened a door of evil, and we need to shut it to resolve this crisis in its entirety!"

He answered her, his orbs filled with pain while he tried to take his mind away from the problem that we were looking at. “Yeah, there was a rumor about an occult club that deals with kidnapping babies, and I heard they drain the blood out of the babies to celebrate their victory or initiation, I don’t know how true that was, but trust me, that was the talk of the town for weeks before it finally died down.” She started, irritation ran through my blood while my face mirrored what is was feeling, PURE DISGUST.

His cold expression held no traces of fear as he glanced between his friends, from the couple among them to those who were always at each other's throats. “Signing an online form to consent to consensual-non-consensual sex with strangers isn't the wildest thing we’ve done together.” He scolded but Mike was so fear-stricken that he refused to be shut up. “Yeah, but not in a fucking haunted mansion—” “I said it’s not a fucking haunted mansion,” Gem interrupted him, kicking him in his shin. Mike groaned in pain and she quickly rushed to him, her hand wrapped around him. “Are you alright?”

Willow groaned, her voice cutting through the awkward tension. “Enough of this game; it’s getting repetitive,” Willow added, her irritation audible. "Agreed," Eren concurred, his face looking pissed. “Alright, let's play something else—something scary. I'll be right back.” Mason says with a mischievous smile etched on his face. “What do you have in mind?” Caneron asked, adjusting himself on the bean bag he sat on. "A Ouija board." Everywhere went silent at the mere mention of the game, I could feel the room grow disturbingly cold.

Tyler, the eternally doomed lunch-money thief, was shoved forward first. “No…no, guys, come on…” he squeaked, but someone already grabbed his shoulders and deposited him next to Sky like an offering. Two girls plopped down beside him, clutching hands dramatically. One whispered, “If I die, tell my mom she was right about Ouija boards.” Another guy slid onto the floor cross-legged, swaying like he’d pregamed the séance with three questionable shots. “I’m spiritually open,” he announced. Sky raised her arms, pleased as hell. “Perfect. Five is a good number for summoning.”

“Welcome, Guardian. And greetings to you, Solana, Guardian of the Wild Veil. It’s an honor.” Solana dipped her head in return, eyes glowing. Cheyenne shoved a notebook at Charlie, already filled with scribbled lines of the prophecy and half-baked theories. “Okay, wise old man, save us from ourselves. We’ve hit that point where Tora suggested using an Ouija board and I’m one sarcastic comment away from flipping the coffee table.” Charlie’s brow rose. “Did you really?” “It was a joke,” Tora muttered. “Kind of.”

“IT’S JUST I HAD a different book in mind when ink spilled on this one, plus what’s left to do in a finished book?” They, of course, ignored me Completely probably deciding if I would not explain, they were just going to proceed. One of the three waved their hand above the inky darkness we were standing on, and instantly a book on a pedestal was in front of them on the floor. It showed off my title, ‘1001 Dark Tales’. I instantly held my breath, hoping they didn’t realize what that meant. But if they had, they said nothing. Instead, they just started flipping through the pages of the book, looking for which store to choose.

she strokes Harper's hair, "that sort of thing scares people." Harper scribbles 'Ouijia Board' next to her bullet point for 'Creepy Games.' Abby and I did use her Ouija Board one time years ago, but I always thought she moved the planchette to freak me out. Now knowing what I know about the supernatural, I can only discern a spirit was really communicating with us. Though, I'm surprised Abby wanted to play at all since she often warned against similarly dark things. Harper slides off her stool. "Can we go to the party store now?"