Novel & Cerita Scary Hmong Stories

She would tell everyone she met that she was Feather Group’s young madam. Years later, a horrifying legend about a deformed female ghost started spreading in Tacoma City. There was a city in Celestial Empire named Tacoma City. Here, they had a popular myth about a disfigured female ghost. Whenever children cried at night, they would stop crying for three days when they heard about it! Back home, Frankie had showered ten times before he finally felt less nauseous. However, when he recalled the scenes of himself fooling around with Hilary, he couldn’t resist throwing up again.

It was likely visible to differentiate between us who were the normal ones verses the white walkers. Exceeding fear had gotten hold of me inside the corner of the cabin where I stood trembled with so much fright at the sight of what was taking place, humans eating other humans one at a time and it became a collaboration two, three and four even multiples against one person yet you were left to defend yourself because there was nobody willing to help you in the struggle between these scary Zombies. The terror filled my entire system and I wished that I had never ventured into finding my way into this shuttle crab of a boat with so much hidden happenings unfolding itself one at a time. I was s

Rosy didn't mind if her lovers were men or women, but the innocence of the village women, high in the Domminga Mountains, where life was carved in sweat and blood alone, and the virtue of living was so entwined with the natural world, made Rose an expat of sorts. The bus to the Domminga Mountains honked. A bunso - young Filipino brother - smiled with a gap-toothed grin. "Aye, blondie! You're the famous biologist Rose Smith, right? Don't you know that the Domminga Mountains are the home of Ikapati Tribe of Aswang? They steal babies to grow their fruit with the bones of newborn villagers. And the Tikbalang are no better, deathly horses that stampede the dreams out of you, leaving you a shell!

he was so terrified as he told his testimony. The whole place is started to messed up. But the people was living in sight but they were blind by what the truth is. "I'm sure the killer is not just a human he/she is an evil" "We should not let our children go out at night" "Last week I heared from my cousin that there's a dead body in their town,you know what? The dead body was no eyes and her mouth was full of insects and it was weird because her middle finger was gone"

We all looked at what Adison was pointing at when he suddenly shouted to speak. "Where?" "There oh in the tree!" "Maybe Ghost?" "Mananaganang?" "What?" "Oh my God! It's scary." I turned back to what was in front of me, because of what P. said because it was obvious from the tone of his voice that he was just acting scared, what pissed me off the most was that he was already hugging Travis with both of his hands. Travis' one hand is now resting on P's shoulder. I frowned at my partner's answers. It's like we're in the modern age, but the myths about aswang, mannaaggal and wakwak are still in vogue among them.

Aslan, despite his age at the time, was still reeling in young women eager for some kind of “experience.” But she had to admit, the mention of the manananggal earlier had sent chills down her spine. It reminded her of an old story she’d heard as a child. During gatherings and celebrations in the hacienda, the staff would tell tales about a woman who lived near the river, close to the waterfall. Supposedly, her body would split in half, sprouting wings, and she would hunt at night. It’s ridiculous. In her world of science and medicine, stories like that didn’t hold any weight. Still, it didn’t hurt to believe just a little—at least enough to make sure she didn’t end up as prey to some mananan

hskk. “What is that sound?..” the surroundings were quiet, but I could hear a sound as if something was cracking 3:00 am At exactly 3 am, a strange black shadow suddenly appeared in the corner of her room! “Who are you? What are you doing here in my GF’s room !?” the shape of the shadow slowly formed and gave the appearance of a large hairy man. “A Kapre!!” (Kapre is a Filipino horror myth that appears like a person with a hairy body and a face of an ancient people)

“Honey, I know it felt real to you, but trust me. It was only a nightmare. Tell me something, though. What did you mean when you said the scary monster was going to take you to Him? Who’s Him?” “The scary monster who is always in my dream, his name is Agremon. He keeps trying to take me to a man named Mr. Namirha. He wants me to become his daughter. But I’m already yours, Mama. I don’t want to be his. That’s kidnapping or stealing. Isn’t it? And last night, Agremon was really angry with me for fighting him. He grabbed me and was pulling me from my bed, but then you came in and pushed him away. You saved me, Mama!” Hannah cried out and grabbed her so fiercely she thought she’d cracked a coupl

As the stories got scarier, I noticed a few of the younger pack members huddling closer to their parents, seeking comfort and reassurance. Soon, it was my turn to share a story. Feeling the weight of the moment, I cleared my throat and began my tale. "In a small village, there was a haunted mansion. It was said that the spirit of a vengeful witch roamed the halls, seeking revenge on anyone who dared to enter her domain..." I let my imagination run wild, conjuring spine-chilling scenes and mysterious characters. The pack leaned in closer, their eyes wide with fascination, hanging onto every word I spoke. The suspenseful atmosphere made my heart race with excitement.

But this is what I will say. All of this is based on true events. This happened in one of the provinces of the country that was deemed a nest of aswang (local version of vampires), engkanto (benevolent fay), maligno (malevolent earth beings) and other supernatural/paranormal creatures. It just so happens that its close proximity to another province that was also known for such monsters has added to its creepy reputation. This story happened around the 1970s, and my mother was just a child then.