Short Ghost Stories Novels & Stories

Chapter 7 Selena’s pov “Kai we cannot keep sneaking around like this. The family is still awake downstairs celebrating Mom’s birthday and the music is loud but not loud enough to cover everything,” I whispered urgently as we slipped back into the shadowed hallway after our intense attic encounter. My legs felt shaky, my pussy still tender and leaking his warm cum down my inner thighs as I quickly adjusted my shorts trying to look normal. The risk of getting caught right here in the middle of the ongoing party made my heart race even faster than the orgasms had.

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His face was covered with a handkerchief and her arms are crossed under his chest. Mara was about to approach him when she suddenly felt chills down her spine. It's as if something is pushing her back, preventing her to take a step closer. Her lips parted the moment she noticed an unusual aura beside Shane. It took her a minute to realize that the unearthly being is a djinn, doing something to Shane. THE GOTH girl suddenly vanished in the eyes of normal people, and to those who can see the likes of her, they witnessed how she summoned an enormous scythe and charge towards the being beside Shane.

Pinanindigan siya ng balahibo. Dahan-dahan siyang bumaba para hanapin ang pinagmumulan nito. Naghanap siya sa kusina ng ‘di binubuksan ang ilaw. Ilang sandali pa'y narinig niya uli ang nakakatakot na halakhak. Nakita niyang may nakatayong anino malapit sa bintana na nasisinagan ng liwanag ng buwan na parang eksena sa mga horror movies. “Kabilugan pa ng buwan ngayon. Oh God, nasa loob na ba ako ng horror movie?” bulong niya na balot pa rin ng takot ang binata.

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.

I don’t even want to tell her about the exhausting day that I had. “…” She gave me a hard and piercing stare that meant she wants to hear everything even if I don’t want to tell her. “A monster killed one of my co-teachers. It’s called a winged-ghoul and it could detach its torso from its legs. I’ve never heard of one or even seen one before but it apparently feed on pregnant women.” “Oh my, how dreadful is that. Did it hurt you?” “No, I said I’m fine. We easily killed the thing.”

In the moonlight, a woman in a white lace dress was kneeling on the stone steps of the chapel, her face buried in her hands, her shoulders trembling. She had no feet. Below her dress, there was only a swirling black mist. "I see her." Lorenzo let out a low whistle. "Two years ago, Marco put her in the ground right there. Her ashes are buried under the rose bushes behind the chapel." I didn't stop, walking straight toward the chapel. Giovanni froze behind me but didn't dare to call out. As I reached the bottom of the steps, the female ghost's head snapped up. She lunged at me, her face a sickly pale green, her eye sockets empty black pits.

Every kindergarten had refused to accept him because of his violent tendencies. On the television, the news was reporting that a woman named Maisie Gray had won ten million dollars in the lottery. At that moment, Zoe suddenly went mad. She grabbed the knife in her hand and stabbed both Lucas and Edwin to death before stabbing herself. When the news reached me, I was drinking coffee in the villa I had just bought overseas. My father was fishing, my mother was tending to her flowers, and my brother was studying in Horvar. I still had a beautiful, happy life ahead of me.

My heart races from the scares. “What's the title?” That's Christopher. His voice is a jumpscare. He's back, glass in hand, nearly empty, stepping closer with intrigued eyes. “The Conjuring, the devil made me do it.” I answer and he sinks onto the couch. Not too close, but close enough I feel his warmth. His profile is mesmerizing, all sharp lines under the TV glow. “I didn't know you fancied horror,” I say, my eyes on him instead of the screen.

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