Scary Ghost Stories Novels & Stories

She immediately felt a shiver down her spine and urged Hazel to quickly run away, fearing that the ghost in the red dress would appear and chase them. They didn't stop running until they reached an area where a servant was standing, watering the plants. Ivy patted her chest and gasped, "Ooh! I'm so scared! That was too scary!" "Is that story even true? I think stories about ghosts are just made up." Hazel wasn't really scared. She was the type to purely believe in science, therefore she didn't believe in the existence of supernatural beings. "What? Of course, they're true. She's roaming around in the middle of the night, you could even hear someone crying. It's so scary.

Vlad was at a loss what was stronger in him - curiosity, which only flared up even more from the proximity of the necessary information, or fear of the unknown, hostile magic and, to be sure, ghosts. People who previously did not believe in the supernatural, when faced with irrefutable evidence of its existence, experience much more shock and horror than those who have always been afraid of meeting ghosts, goblins or zombies. That is why Cesare felt most comfortable and confident of all of the trinity, for him the City of Ghosts, although it was an implausible legend all his life, in the end it was much easier for a local inhabitant to come to terms with its existence than for aliens "from a

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.

I said, feigning innocence. I glanced around after speaking. It was true. There wasn't a single living person in sight, but ghosts were everywhere. "This place is cursed!" Charlotte snapped. "I can't even stop. The moment I even think about it, it feels like needles are piercing my hands." Even as she spoke, her hands kept moving. Fear flickered across her face at the scene before her. The terror in her eyes was truly a rare sight to behold. "Is this your doing? Did you come up with all these tricks to scare me? You just want revenge for all the times I picked on you at school, don't you?"

Sienna hands grabbed my arms. I could feel that she was very scared now. "I don't know." The voice was so strange that I didn't know what it was. The next moment, the voice suddenly came again. Sienna was so scared that she immediately hugged my neck, and her voice was full of horror. "Is that a ghost?" "Ghost?" I raised my eyebrows. I didn't believe in the existence of ghosts, so I was never afraid. "I... I'm scared!"Her arms tightened around my neck.

I nearly collapsed at the sound of his thick baritone voice. My heart was about to explode in my chest. “Don't be afraid, child.” I scoffed, raising my brows. “Don't tell me not to be afraid, you are dead!” I screamed, taking another step back. “How will I not be afraid when I'm seeing ghosts? I mean, who sees ghosts?!” I screamed at them, placing my hands in the air to act as a barrier between us. Fuck! I see dead people! But how come? Was that a fucking gift too?

He looked down at her big eyes gazing up at him, seriously nodding, "Yes, I saw it. It was so terrifying, my legs were shaking." Candice: "I told you, it’s impossible for me to be the only one seeing ghosts!" At that moment, Rex and Jerry, who had been eavesdropping for a while, couldn’t hold back anymore. Jerry looked stern, "Candice, what are you talking about? What ghosts?" Rex, who had been sulking earlier, was now unusually excited, "Ghosts? Where? Where? Is it a vampire? A European ghost? An Asian female ghost?"

“Fine, we’ll let Hellfire tell us a ghost story.” “I don’t know any ghost stories,” I say. “What about you, Siren?” Venom asks her. “Nope.” “Well, then, it’s time the two of you become good at making up stories,” Intrigue says. For the next couple of hours, while Hacker and Sphinx work in the van, the rest of us make up ghost stories. I have to admit, Raptor is really good at making up scary stories and Intrigue is as well. Megan’s aren’t terrible, but Venom’s are, as they said, pretty stupid. I’m not sure mine are any better, but I made up one about the ghost that lives in the river, and it made everyone glance at the river we’re sleeping beside more than once.

After that, he closed his eyes as if he really was going to fall asleep. Of course, Eunice knew that he did it on purpose, so she went over and pulled him up. "Stop fooling around. Your room is right across here. Get out!" Dickson said, "I heard that this place is very eerie at night because female ghosts will appear." Female ghosts? Eunice laughed. Did he think he could scare her like that? She said seriously, "That's very normal. After so many years, it's impossible that no woman has drowned in the water. At night, those female ghosts like to look for such handsome men like you. Do you know how the female ghost looks like?"

It coiled my nerves and spine, weighing in the air like something tangible. I remembered Mom telling me stories when I was younger. Some were just simple bedtime stories to help me sleep, but others were scary ghost stories goaded on by Leo. Wanting to be brave like my older brother, I begged for them too. She was a silver-tongued narrator. Whether it was Goldilocks and the Three Bears or an old Italian ghost story, Mom painted pictures so vividly it was as if she’d experienced them firsthand. And I knew what she was about to tell me was a firsthand experience, and she was going to weave an image that would likely keep me up at night wondering if Mattia was go