Scary Mystery Novels & Stories

“Movies are just fiction, right? No matter how spooky they are, it’s all fake. You won’t be anxious if you think of it that way.” Hailey herself didn’t want to be so scared, but she couldn’t help but imagine those horrible scenarios repeatedly. She was about to nod at Katie when suddenly everything went black. Hailey froze for two seconds before letting out a shrill scream of fear. She accidentally knocked over the bowl, causing it to fall to the ground and break. In total darkness, someone grabbed her arm, sending shivers down her spine. She remembered what Travis Blake had said in the cemetery, about how there would be “several hands reaching out to grab her feet.” Hailey instinctively pul

It’s impressive," he remarked, genuinely surprised. Emma gripped the seatbelt tightly as he asked, "Are we in the clear now?" "We're all good," Landon nodded confidently. Suddenly, Emma sank into her seat, utterly deflated. "Oh my goodness, that scared me. My hands are still cold." Emma’s heart still raced when she recalled the scene. Taken aback by her sudden change, Landon laughed. "You were scared?" "Of course, I was!" Emma exclaimed while gesturing dramatically. "Let me tell you, I was sweating buckets.

My fans mails don’t even get delivered here at my home address but at the agency hence my skepticism when I received a knock to sign off on a package I know nothing about. Which makes this… alarming I mean yea! Living alone as a woman is already scary enough and since I don’t remember ordering anything and because I watch way too many crime documentaries since this is exactly how people end up in “mysterious circumstances.” I almost don’t open it. But sue me and my curiosity! I’m tempted to see what’s inside so here I am standing in my living room, staring at the box like it might blink first. “This is how horror movies start,” I mutter dryly as I move to the kitchen taking a deep breath as

I didn’t even know why I was feeling this pull towards her ever since I met her. Her brows suddenly arched into a frown while her body stiffened. Was she having a nightmare? I wondered but before I could make a move, her eyes awoke abruptly. My breaths hung in my throat as our eyes met. Her body stiffened instantly, I could hear her heartbeat all over the place. Normally, I would be happy a Witch was this scared of me but with her, I didn't like it. "Give me one reason why I shouldn’t kill you.” I mumbled.

“Why can’t we just have a proper ending for once?” “Neat endings kill the mystery. Explanations are for Scooby Doo. ‘Look kids don’t be scared, it wasn’t a zombie, it was just Mr Jones the janitor trying to scare people away from his goldmine.’ Once you explain something it stops being scary, because the biggest fear, like Lovecraft said, is fear of the unknown.” “But Lovecraft had great endings,” Sam said. “And none of them were open ended.”

The scene had been very spooky, the hair on her fair skin stood up when the cold wind of midnight swooshed by. The silence of the place which came after that mind-boggling scene was so eerie and heart-stopping too. She knew this was exactly the moment when most people would just be compelled to run back inside the store or faint on the stone pavement. Oddly though, despite Misty's hairs standing, the first thought that came to her was, 'Damn! What's that? It can't be? Am I that unlucky? It's a suspicious man for sure! How did he vanish? Where did he go? Is he a criminal or a serial killer?'

You would’ve still be alive. And now, what do you want him to do, just what Lucas! He place it back on the shelf. And turn to glance at Beryl who was cowering beside the door. Her feet were shaking and she was all sweaty. She hadn’t thought it would be this scary. There were skeletons at the door. Blood on the doorpost. What did all that mean, there was a half dried thing, looking like a human beside the door. And a cloak was covering the bed. This was just his study what would the basement look like or his lab. How did he get to study with all these creepy things staring at him.

Just until I found a boyfriend that my dad liked. My manager, Hilda was supposed to pick me up by nine, this morning, so I had like five hours left. I got up from my bed, wondering how I was going to pass the time as I sluggishly trudged to my bathroom. I suddenly felt the hairs on the back of my neck rise and I felt my stomach churn anxiously. I began to look around my room as paranoia set in. I didn't understand why I was feeling this way. I felt like someone was here with me and by that someone, I meant the vampire.

It began with a series of strange occurrences—a mysterious figure lurking in the shadows, unexplained disturbances in my studio, and unsettling messages left at my doorstep. Fear crept into my heart, whispering doubts and paranoia. I couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching, waiting for the opportune moment to strike. Determined to uncover the truth, I confided in Victor, sharing my concerns and the strange events that had been unfolding. Together, we delved into the depths of the unknown, piecing together clues and connecting the dots. Our search led us down a dark and treacherous path, revealing a secret society operating in the shadows, manipulating the lives of unsuspecting i

She only ever cried when she was unable to sleep and was forced to think back on the interactions her dad had with her while he was still alive. Immediately, Scarlett stood from where she was sitting and faced Avery and Cornelia. "There is something I didn't tell you guys. Something strange happened to me last night, and you might not believe me when I tell you, so I will show you instead." "I'm lost. My apologies. Are you getting it?" Cornelia turned to ask Avery. "Shh. Cornel, let's pay attention to what she has to say." Scarlett held up her shirt to show her friends the scar left by the bite she got from the beast. "Do you think the paranormal is real?"