Scary Filipino Stories Novels & Stories

(Of course, female supernatural monsters of all varieties have always used temptation as a lure because we human men are wired the way we are. Historical, pre-Hollywood vampires came in all sorts of varieties from all over the world. The Philippines had their Aswang. Pennangalans terrorized Malaysia and Indonesia. Vetala haunted India. Yara-Ma-Yha-Who sucked the blood of Australian Aborigines. Asasabonsam snatched their victims as they passed under the trees of African jungles.

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.

laughed at the promise. It's probably because I was surprised that a dirty child was clinging to me. Why should I be happy, right? "Naturally, I was surprised, Gen. Maybe later it will be kicked and bitten." "There are no ghosts here. There are no ghosts. There are monsters." This is the answer. "You know, it's amazing that you know folk tales. Do you know the words you use in Tagalog? Can't it be Korean, Japanese, Russian, or Italian... Why Filipino and English?" I asked wonderingly. Of course, I'm Filipino, I just happened to ask here.

Maybe this situation was actually nice since no ghost would awaken him from his sleep this time. 'That headless priest sure looked scary. But at least, it's not very heartless. It allowed this guy who obviously lacked sleep to get some rest.' Leyte shrugged, then went back to the living room to read the book. The font was neither English nor Filipino alphabet. It seemed to be Baybayin, the writing system of ancient Filipinos. Amongst mortals, only the owner could read the book. Each time they did, memories of the deceased would pop up in their head. Then the deceased would appear in their lives as a ghost.

Another reason is he just tired from walking. Simple lang yung bahay namin. Gaya ng tipikal na bahay ng mga pilipino. May halaman sa labas, maraming tsismosa at higit sa lahat marami batang nag lalaro kahit hinahabol na ng mga barangay tanod. I thank God because some of them are in the comfort of their home. So, no one sees him today. You know the toxic trait of filipinos once they saw you mingling with high profiled individual. It's either they will labeled you as a gold digger or a prostitute. The worst thing is they will not stop until you gave them a commission. That's how money controls the human mind. Most especially the desperate and ambitious.

He added, "I've told you that wasting food is strictly prohibited in our factory. If you don't want to end up like her, you'd better eat up." I watched them coldly as they trembled, slowly lifting the covers off their plates. Almost immediately, their horrified screams filled the air. On their plates were arms, thighs, and fingers. There were enough body parts to form a whole person. Only then did I realize they weren't as scary as I had thought. It turned out that even those stronger than me could still feel fear. Right then, I spoke up, trying to sound braver than I felt. "Each part tastes different. If you're curious, you can swap pieces and try each other's."