Short Ghost Stories Novels & Stories

Their hands are almost touching. A shiver ran down my spine. Some ghosts don’t need to haunt you. They just wait until you find them again. And tonight, I had.

We even drove to the supermarket to get some snacks, but regardless of what we had been through before, they both were either just silent or just argued. In the village of Nuar, things have been hectic. Lately, its inhabitants have been very nervous with the growing wave of sudden disappearances. But Stuart, a private detective, had taken a call from Meredith, his brother’s ex-girlfriend with which he had had a very close intimate relationship... This looked like a horrible horror movie that would end up making us laugh. What else, however, when I turned to my side, I could see how Melanie clung to Frank’s arm, while Frank only took the opportunity to be closer to her.

She found it funny to tell me horror stories before bed. I remembered once returning the favor. I told her about Terry the ghost, a boy who’d died in an accident on the street across from our house. Terry’s ghost wandered our neighbor’s house where his family had once lived. Mom hadn’t slept alone for weeks after that, and she never told me another horror story. My mom was like me in some ways—she was terrified of the paranormal, or anything religious. That’s why her engagement to Bill had been such a shock. But even Mom had gotten braver, so why couldn’t I?

Carmoria. When the plane landed, I turned my phone back on. Messages poured in— all about Sonia. Of course. She lived for attention. That's why she made me propose a hundred times. Every rejection, every scene—perfect gossip bait. And I was the punchline. The headlines wouldn't stop: [Shocking! Sonia Quindt left waiting outside the County Clerk's Office—stood up?] [Sonia Quindt's mystery fiancé disappears—Borevia City in chaos!]

Why are they in this kind of situation? Shin tries to recall the events of the previous night that led to their current situation. Last night there was a blackout until past midnight. Shin did remember Hyang's teary face when she told the story about her brother's death. He also remembered how he hugged the little girl in order to comfort her, but after that, even though she felt all better, he still couldn't leave her alone. She is somehow a scary cat, who fears the dark and ghosts. The bad girl is still a little child who can't handle the darkness by herself. So the man decided to stay in her room just until the blackout ended. But unfortunately, it does not end even after midnight, so the

I took one step forward, then paused as goosebumps broke over my body. “No, no …wait, not yet,” I whispered, staring at my own hands. If the alpha wasn't here, it meant I could be claimed by just any man walking by. That was bad. I should have thought of this, I should have made sure he was close. Oh Goddess. Before I could bolt away, a strange wave crashed into me, sending nerves down my femur as my legs gave way to the ground. A soft whimper escaped my lips as heat curled in my stomach. I pressed my left hand on my abdomen, glancing around, hoping that he is somewhere around here. The next wave of heat came quickly than I expected,stronger than the previous.

The possessive way he fucked me like he both hated and needed me. I forced a grin. “You’re crazy, man. You watch too many movies.” He stepped aside but whispered as I passed, “Run while you still can. He’ll ruin you.” Later that day, I overheard two employees gossiping near the cafeteria. “Did you hear about The Ghost? Some billionaire who shows up masked at underground parties. Pays good money, fucks like a demon, then vanishes. Nobody ever sees his face.” I laughed it off again. But deep inside of me, i was worried for myself.

“There’s no bathroom! I was lying.” “Mia! You’re way too evil!” “Thank god… I wasn’t scared,” someone muttered stiffly. “How about we tell ghost stories?” Goselle suddenly suggested. “One person, one story—how does that sound?” Dwyn immediately chimed in. “Sure. I’ll go first. I’ll tell you a ghost story from when I was filming in Aeriflux.” The moment everyone heard it happened overseas, they visibly relaxed. For some reason, as long as it wasn’t a story that happened domestically, it just felt less scary.

"Well, it was just a small event. It was (1:00 AM) In the morning as I was sleeping and suddenly... I heard the sound of an enchanting voice. I was so curious that I wanted to found out what was actually happening at that moment. So I opened my door only to see a ghost coming towards me and for a moment, I had lost control of myself. I couldn't move as my leg wobble on the ground and I didn't know when I fell down. A felt the ground opening in as the person lean towards me only for me to find out that he was a monster. Gosh, I was dying slowly inside of me as I bravely look him in the eyes and just then, my eyes brought out some flames as I shine it on him and he disappear immediately. "That

Peach Salinger I swallow hard. It’s only for three few days. We light the bonfire, the flames crackling and snapping in the quiet night. The warmth feels good against the chill. Reggie’s sitting across from me, poking at the fire with a stick, while Marienne is off to the side, staring into the flames. “Alright, ladies,” Reggie says dramatically. “I’ve got a story for you. Ever heard about the ghost that haunts these woods?” I roll my eyes. “Come on, Reginald. We’re not twelve.”