Novel & Cerita Scary Stories Dolls

She left after stating that the gift was given to Felen from Satan. When Felen opened the box, of course with caution and vigilance, what came out of it made her scream loudly in surprise. There was a huge bloody clown doll that jumped out when she opened the box. Moreover, the face of the doll was quite scary. "Can I throw this away?" She asked Leon who was laughing softly after seeing her frightened face that looked funny.

“ Calm! “ He held the same face, caressing it. “ Let's go there, come on. He held my shaking hand and we went to the store together. We entered the store and he stared, not understanding. The store was silent, as if nothing had happened. “ Sasha… “ There was a doll here... “ I approached the shelf where the blood”stained doll was. “ She was here! Marlon remained silent and looked around, looking for the doll. “ There was a doll that was broken on the floor, another was stained with blood and another that was moving... “ He said, not believing that all of it had disappeared. “ Baby, I don't think anything... there's nothing wrong with the store! “ When I arrived there were two dolls sitting o

“I… I am scared, Rhys… I am scared of this… love. I don’t know what… what…” “You’re scared of your past.” Amara’s eyes widen in surprise and uncertainty. She swallowed the lump in her throat, her voice barely above a whisper. “It… haunts me, consumes me, I try to forget but the memories, linger like shadows that never fade,” she took a deep breath, her voice trembling. “I am scared of what I’d find there.”

She didn't want to hear anymore of the frightening story. "Don't tell me you're all scared. It's a myth, I made it up!" John smirked, his eyes gazing at the scared faces of his girlfriend and friends. "Ha ha ha, scared? I've never been scared of anything in my life!" Rocky roared in laughter as he rose from the ground. "Scary stories don't scare me. I'm gonna pee!" He uttered still grinning. "Don't wander far into the woods, you never know who you'll meet." John warned in a playful but spooky voice.

This is not going to be easy. Terrick walk through her store looking at the thinks she is selling like a customer who is willing to buy. He look at the skeleton bones, voodoo dolls. A vampire selling voodoo dolls that's new, voodoo dolls are witches things. " so lady I have a few questions to ask you" Terrick went to the chase, no need for small talks.

Well I guess I'll just enjoy the peace for now. The noises wouldn't let me sleep, looks like this life will be over faster then expected, by the sound coming from the living room seems like I`d be killed by robbers. I woke up from the bad and calmly went to the living room finding two dead bodies surrounded by a pool of blood that horrible smell and colour bring back some horrible memories, as I looked to the left side there stood a guy with completely black eyes no white to be seen and a big scar on his right side of the face, he was definitely not human, when he looked at me he put an evil smirk on his face and was proudly showing me his hand with long black claws full of blood but I had

Describe to me what you’re seeing. Chains, Rusted chains, on the floor and hanging from the ceiling. There’s a rack with tools on it. I see something that looks like zip ties. There are missing person fliers on the bulletin board. There’s dust everywhere. It smells like old fabric in here. Oh god! There’s dried blood on the floor. I don’t know how old that stain is. As I get closer to the stairs, I see a rack of dolls. There’s a clown doll in the corner and another doll. I think they’re watching me! As I move, their eyes follow me. Doctor help me!

Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories. To make it easier to understand and more transparent, this chapter will be like a summary for this and the following volumes. Vol.2: medium stories: The antics of Bia's crew ( ABC) Bia comments on a crew of children of criminals, in an invisible ship. In this world full of magic, demonic beasts and restrictions, they live on the run, abandoned by their parents. Not being accepted anywhere in the world they have to survive on small illegal jobs and from time to time to plunder.

At the cabinet full of things I'd never seen before. I was a virgin. Twenty-three years old. The only sex I'd ever had was a blurry memory from high school graduation, the after-party, too much cheap vodka, a boy whose name I couldn't remember. I'd woken up the next morning with a headache and torn clothes and a vague sense that something had happened. I'd never been sure. I'd never wanted to be. But standing here, in this red room, with a man who called me Doll, I felt something I hadn't felt in years. A pull. A heat. A part of myself I'd locked away a long time ago.

It was carved into the shape of a smiling Bhramuth, and the warmth of her skin lingered on it. Now, without the pendant, Charlotte finally saw her colleagues, who had been there all along. "We have plenty of employees here. From now on, you'll be working with them," I told her. I clapped my hands happily as I watched terror spread across her face. "What is happening? What are these things?" Charlotte screamed. The workshop was crowded with ghosts. At that moment, they were all sizing her up. They looked disturbing—headless men, women with missing limbs, and even malformed infants. No one could witness such a sight and remain unshaken.