Scary Ghost Stories To Tell In The Dark Novels & Stories

But after all the goosebumps, 'twas just a tree. "Relax," she tangles her arm with mine, "those trees scare the intruders if any. A similitude of scarecrow." "Oh, but you're scared, too." "Of course! This forest is creepy! This is where the tears of our dead pack are preserved. Sometimes, those watch-wolves heard an agonizing howl in here." "Then there are ghosts here?" "That can't be!" I finally made a chuckle for the first time in a while. "That story is just a legend. It's a stupid creed to be true."

"Girls, better not separate. Even though it's not exactly midnight or witching hours, it is still quite scary and spooky. Ghosts might show up out of a sudden to surprise us. Who knows when one of us will just suddenly be possessed!" To her friend Anda's words and the exaggerated reactions of the four others, the sister of a police officer shook her head again in helplessness. Her eyes looked through every dark opening of the place, like an open window upstairs or a cluster of black shadows in the first floor of the dormitory building.

he said. “And please tell me if this one’s true. Did you battle ghouls in a haunted manor in England? Everyone’s always telling that story, but I have to hear it from the horse’s mouth. Well, wolf’s mouth in this case,” I said. My fear had long since ditched me. In its place, excitement was making me embarrass myself in front of Alice’s dad, the revered mythical wolf. “I was just shacking up in the manor. I didn’t know it was haunted. The ghouls came and tried to kill me. Let’s just say I don’t take kindly to being attacked while I’m sleeping,” Briar said.

That’s it, I frown slightly, shifting in my seat. “Why not?” Now he looks at me, a beat, then he says the most scarier thing. “I see ghosts at night.” My stomach drops. “…What?” His face stays completely straight, for a second, I actually believe him. Then, he lets out a soft low laugh. “Relax,” he says. “I’m kidding.” I exhale sharply, narrowing my eyes at him. “That’s not funny.” “It was a little funny.” “It wasn’t.” He leans back slightly in his chair, studying me for a second like he’s memorizing the reaction.

"There are no ghosts in this world." "No, no, no!" The young guy looked like he was losing his mind, his whole body shaking in terror. "There are ghosts! "There were rumors about this building being haunted even before! An old woman living on the first floor lost her son in a mining accident. She kept waiting for him every day. I heard it a long time ago. My neighbor ran into her after work once. She kept asking him where her son was. He said he didn't know, and she trapped him walking in circles on the stairwell!

He tightened his grip on her hand and asked, "A ghost story?" Jessica bent her eyes, didn't respond, and continued speaking. Just as she was talking about a scary place, suddenly, "whoosh," a black shadow flew past her eyes, and she was startled.

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.

No way was I admitting I got scared. Dominic’s lips quirked up. “Aw. Scared of the dark?” I rolled my eyes. “This is a place I’m unfamiliar with. That’s all.” That stupid half-smirk deepened. “Uh-huh.” I scowled. Asshole. “It’s an old place, you know,” he continued, his voice all casual. “We’ve got a few ghosts lurking in certain areas. They’ll fuck with you if you’re not careful.” I snorted, even as a shiver curled up my spine. “Bullshit. That’s not gonna work on me.”

I lied convincingly. Julie clapped her hands, amazed by my storytelling. "Wow, that was amazing to hear. I wish I was here when the black spirit appeared because I wanted to see it with my own eyes. I've never seen one before." I smirked. "Be careful what you ask for. It might come back for you." Julie looked at me in horror. "No. I'll take my words back. I'm just joking! Stay away from me dark spirit!" she said in a petrified tone, looking at the ceiling apprehensively.

You could say that there are no ghosts in the world, and I could agree with you, but some people said that there are no werewolves in the world and we know for sure that they are, so… never say never. “I hate this place,” Sam said and looked around. “So many stories , horror stories that I get goosebumps just thinkin' about it.” “ I chose this place exactly for that. Because we all hate this place and it is the last place where Manganiello would think that we will come.”