Novel & Cerita Scary Ghost Stories To Tell In The Dark

"Everyone has a story, Joan. It's part of the tradition.." I looked at Emily. She smiled encouragingly at me. The room fell silent as they waited for me to begin. I took a deep breath, searching my mind for a story. I remembered a story my mom told me when I was younger. “There was once an old mansion far away from a hidden, forgotten town,” I began “It was said to be haunted by the spirit of a young woman. The woman was a bride who had died on her wedding night.” Sarah and Emily gasped.

I shrug. “People think the place contains psychic traces of ancient people and times. And there’s no end to the ghost stories. From a lady in a white hood who haunts Avebury Manor, to a rock that crosses the road at midnight. Sounds fun but it’s far from it.” I gaze into the kitchen corner then back at the camera. Bringing up ghosts makes me uneasy.

"Thanks so much." Logan gave the old female some coins before they left and continued their tour. "This is the territory of the Clan of the ghost" he uttered pointing at the huge kingdom before them. "Stop Danny" he commanded and Danny did. "Wow, looks terrifying. Any mortal will shit in his/her pants if they sight this kingdom." "Lol. Nothing is terrifying here. Just vultures, skulls, Red pieces of clothes, spiders, snakes, and rumbling of the sky." "Is that all you see? And who told you there aren't mortals who got phobia for spiders and snakes? Also, do you think it's everyone that can bear the different sounds going on?"

The moon shines fully, illuminating the darkness outside and providing a glint of light to Svetlana’s eyes as she stared up at it while she sat on a bench with Ahrio next to her. “There’s a legend in Southeast Asian countries that whenever it’s the full moon, ghosts, monsters and other scary supernatural beings appear and roam the world of the living. Do you know that?” Svetlana shared one of those horror stories she had heard from her childhood. Smiling, she glanced at Ahrio and caught him just staring at her face like he’s engrossed about everything about her. “Really? Do those supernatural beings include goddesses? Coz I’m definitely seeing one right now.”

Gentlemen and Ladies welcome to a world that apparently is very similar to yours. Here we have all the big cities and all the big states too. But we also have some things more, and it is not the dragons, vampires and werewolves you are thinking about. I am talking about the oddly things. Boys that never grow, invisible men, and cats in boots. You know which place all those figures appears. Welcome to fairy tales world, this is the antics of Bia's crew.

In the end, I decided not to do it since I got scared of the possibility that she would come for me instead. But until now, I still can’t get over how terrifying that white lady's face looked.. Those are stuff worthy of nightmares... +++++++++++ And once again we end another storytelling session here at the Supernatural Spa. Next time, we will still talk about modern-day hauntings and you might be surprised at what items there are in our tales... So until next time dear reader, this is your Storyteller, The Diwata, saying good night and fare thee well. Hope to see you again soon.

The fire grows in the darkness of the night, creating dancing shadows among the trees. . I could remember a time when the shadows use to scare me a lot after listening to Grandpa's horror stories. I would cling to my grandpa's leg because he would always protect me from scary things in absence of my father. Until one day, he told me that the shadows were the spirits of the wolves who had already passed, coming to greet the newly released souls and lead them to the Moon Goddess, and after that, they had to stay rest of their life in the spirit world.

"This place is haunted. People have disappeared here before." I felt a chill run down my spine. "What are you talking about?" "I don't know all the details, but I've heard stories. Strange things happen here. You should leave while you still can." I thanked her for the warning and went back to my room. I tried to calm down, but I couldn't shake the feeling that something was watching me. As I lay in bed, I heard strange noises coming from the walls. It sounded like someone was trying to break in. I got up and looked around, but I couldn't see anything.

She took my hand and moved towards the ladies by the river. "I found someone to tell scary moonlight tales by the bonfire tonight!" I snorted when the ladies completely ignored her like she didn't exist. I put on a poker face when she looked back at me with a glare. "Come on, ladies! Seriously-" "Give it a rest, Beatrice. No one wants to hear about ghosts and ghouls or furies parading about at night, taking the souls of virgins." I turned my head to find the rogue from last night that had called me cool.

Those who had discovered the truth were swiftly silenced, their secrets dying with them. The rumors about The Ghost were the stuff of criminal legend. They said he could walk through walls, that he had spies in every major organization, that he could make people disappear without a trace. Some said he wasn't human at all, but a vengeful spirit who had returned from the dead to punish the wicked. Victor did nothing to discourage these tales—in fact, he cultivated them.