Scary Doll Stories Novels & Stories

It infuriated Cassy more—with the night that’s the homecoming of the ghosts and horrors. A wicked laugh itched to be out, instead, she scrutinized the height. The distance between her and the ground did not harrow her. It amazed her at how different she’s lurking around where the normal people might not even stare without a wave of nausea washing over them. An urge to smoke-filled her; she fetched a pack from the inside pocket of her dark blue jacket; ignited the flame, mumbling, “Every legendary story is a pent-up frustration of human beings to invoke fear in the minds of those whom they hate. Several against one or one against many.”

I whispered sharply, looking around the scenery. "Lily seriously Annabelle? Babe I don't think Annabelle growls." He chuckled. " Yes she does. I saw it in the recent movie they released." I respond afraid that it actually was the evil doll. "Whatever, it's a movie Lily, it's not real." He tried to ease my mind. " That's what you think, But there are some scary movies that are based on true stories if you must know." I claimed and gripped him tighter. The growling stopped and out came a dog who looked like it was starving. Shit mother of Jesus please save us from this beast. It was growling viciously, gaining on us. Asher tensed up before holding on to me tightly.

my eyes popped out of my eyes socket in a shock. "What...what happened, Jane?" I didn't reply to her. I was still in shock. "I knew it. This doll or teddy or whatever it is it's haunted. Throw it away Jane, see it started to give negative vibes. You're still not replying to me, Jane. Did..did this doll do something to you? Oh my god, Jane", the room was filled with her panic voice. Seeing her panicking I told her the teddy bear had done nothing to me and I'm totally fine and again I turned my gaze to the teddy.

Also, it was still a little bit cold. After a while the ghost in front of the siblings began to change its shape, form, and size. There's a time when the heads of the girl and the scary doll shifts and when the girl's head turns to 360 degrees. But the most nerve-tingling stuff is when the scary doll merges with the little girl's body, forming a huge scary monster that has red eyes as red as blood, messy hair, razor-sharp teeth covered with blood, and long pointy nails. "Helppp!!!" the two shouted in a still terrified voice. They ran towards Raine and grabbed her out the room.

The cup webs, the skeleton, the zombies, vampires. They entered inside the boat and Terrick row it, was scary music playing in the background. " This isn't bad, in fact it's not scary at all ahhhh” Catrina scream when a zombie doll fell on her lap with blood dropping out of its mouth '' calm down Kitten, it's just a doll” Terrick attempt to suppress the laughter which was bubbling up in his chest. " I know it's only a doll and I know you want to laugh” They step down from the boat and began walking. “ Come play with us, forever” some twin girls pop out of nowhere asking them to play with them.

by the time the sun shimmers at the horizon behind me and the crescent moon dips below the horizon before me, I have thought of every word I know of to describe really, really, really boring walking. There is absolutely nothing here. I think of the stories we told each other when we were pups. About wraiths that lived beneath the sand of the Barren that would pull you down into their nests. They would paralyze you and then their grubs would feed off you, slowly eating you alive. That was a favorite. There are the roaming packs of wilder-scorpions, creatures that are half beast, half scorpion. Where the beast's tail should be is a scorpion's sting that will cause your skin to turn black and t

If I had to guess, they probably didn’t get very many visitors down here. “Usss too.” It said back to me, and I swore I could hear a hint of sadness in the piercing voice. The answer left me confused, and even more shaken than I already was. These were the beings my village told ghost stories about. Horrible, malformed, and endlessly vicious creatures that had tried to kill their own mothers. They were the things that went bump in the night, and attacked without a second thought. What would they have to be scared of?

Feeling something hard in it, I grasped it and pulled it out only to throw it back into the water while I stumbled backwards due to fright. I landed on the cold bathroom floor, crawling away from it. It was a very creepy, bloody doll with big, vacant dark eyes and a manic grin on its face. I let out a bloodcurdling scream at its sight. It was staring at me with her wreaked evil smile which could send me running for the hills. Suddenly, the lights went out and I screamed even louder, if that was possible. I got up with difficulty and ran towards the door and yanked it open.

Lance whispered. "I'll haunt you if we die here." I huffed, he just laughed. "Boo!" Someone said while grabbing my arm. I screamed. "It's one thing to watch it and another to be in it. I want to leave." I sighed. "One more door and we will leave." We went to this hallway that was really creepy. How long has this house been abandoned? We entered a bedroom and it looked extremely creepy. Dolls everywhere. And they were porcelain ones. I hate those. Remind me of Chucky. We turned away and just as we were about to leave someone said.

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."