Novel & Cerita Scary Murders Stories

He was right. After the presentation, Elias invited people to share their stories. The woman beside me went first, voice breaking as she described her daughter's murder three years ago. How the police had ruled it a mugging gone wrong despite the girl being found with her throat torn out in a locked apartment building with no forced entry. "They said it was a dog," she said, tears streaming down her face. "A dog. In a sixth-floor apartment. They thought I was stupid enough to believe that." More stories followed. A man whose brother had been drained of blood and dumped in an alley. A teenager whose girlfriend vanished after accidentally witnessing a pack member shift. A woman whose husband c

After a long pause, he said softly, "Yes. He always took my things. He said we were poor and that I didn't have a dad." My heart ached. I pulled him into my arms. "If anyone ever says stuff like that again, tell me. I'll deal with them, okay?" He nodded and looked up at me. "Mom, Liam is dead. Will he turn into a ghost and come for me?" I froze. "Why would you think that?" "He told me before. He said if he died, he'd come back as a ghost to take me with him." A surge of anger rushed through me.

I just cannot ignore them. But I cannot even accuse Hades for staring at me like that. I have read that they avoid eye contact but as they like manipulating others, they use their psychotic stare to manipulate the person or to scare them. Once we reach the lobby, I look up at the TV. The news is being shown on the screen. “Wait a moment.” I tell him, without looking at him. I focus on the screen and read the headline. Another murder. I had to focus more. They show that another man of the city was brutally murdered. His body was found in some street. And after investigation, the report came out that the killer had stabbed his chest with a knife about twenty times. The man’s thumb was also cho

“The pictures are everywhere. So graphic. I can't stop looking. Who would do something like that? It’s scary. What if the killer is still hanging around the neighborhood? Our town is getting really scary and unsafe... I heard something about some underground Mafias...” I wasn't listening anymore. My heart pounded so hard I could feel it in my ears. Those men...

“I found that by the doorway the next morning. It belonged to one of them.” Jasmyne picked up the claw and held it toward the ceiling light. It was as long as her finger and extremely sharp. “Aurora, this could have belonged to any predator on the plain. A wild cat, a juvenile bear, anything...” “No Jasmyne, you’re wrong. I also have research. Reports of people seeing strange creatures, and news stories of mass killings just like what happened in our village. They were in other countries, but - “Aurora, people claim to see things like UFOs and Bigfoot all the time, but you and I both know that’s not true. And of course, there are killings on the news. Humanity has lost its mind. That doesn’t

A picture of a trash bag appeared on the screen, together with a couple of blurred pixels of blood around it. “The police are now investigating what they have believed to be a murder.” Alice felt her thumping heart slowed. It was scary to think that there might be a murderer out there, but at least, it was not someone she knew. At least, it was not her fault. “That’s terrifying,” Wilson commented as he watched the news with her. “First, it was your friend, then now, this. This town is starting to crawl with dangerous people.” That night, Alice had a hard time sleeping. She shifted on her bed multiple times, she counted sheep and got herself a nice glass of warm milk, but the drowsiness of sl

Ken asks while trying to make the conversation a little lighter. "I swear, Ken. Big huge hairy creatures that shift between men....and ugly wolf-men hybrids...They also talked about vampires at the place they held me for four days. We don't live in the world we think we do...I swear on mom. The girl I escaped with...they shot her in the back of the head. To escape from the basement I made the furnace explode...I killed people to get away from them, Kenny. I became a monster to escape monsters. I would never make that up," I declare, and Ken's eyes widen as he digests my words.

What if he sees you and comes after you? “Oh, Lauren, you dummy,” she moaned. She hadn’t thought this through at all. She’d only been thinking that two murders happened in the forest a few days ago, not that the murderer might be hanging around looking for more victims. If Miranda had been with her, she would have laughed her head off and told Lauren that in horror movies the killer always came back for more. But Lauren didn’t like the kind of horror movies Miranda liked. She didn’t mind being scared and she liked things with creepy atmosphere, but she didn’t like to see a bunch of girls getting cut up by a madman with a knife. At least that was what it seemed all those movies were about.

MYSTIC HOLLOW Homicide . BY NAOMI INNOCENT . CHAPTER 57 . "Within 48 hours, we've recorded 2 deaths already!" Peter said landing on the couch. "I don't know who else is but I think I'm scared," Laura said searching their faces. "I'm scared too," Bonnie said as she sniffed. "Who knows if one of us might get killed?" Laura asked almost flaring up. "I'm more at risk, the killer has seen my face on two occasions" Peter chipped in.

Anyway, he kept saying that there are horrible creatures that lurk in the darkness here… While growing up he told me the story of the time when he was ten years old, his dog ran out of his family home—this townhome, the home I’m just about my home until my dad gets out of jail and the social worker says I can go back. He goes on and says that he watched his dog die that night being eaten alive by a wolf-like humanoid that he himself barely made it back home to safety. Then there were these stories of the locals being blood-sucking vampires and all the BS surrounding that subject. Oh and the witches of the forest and the great lake—supposedly they lure pregnant women to their deaths and drown