Short Ghost Stories Scary Novels & Stories

All of a sudden she appeared before Hea. Hea's feet were glued to the ground and a shiver ran down her spine. She saw a meager female in front of her eyes that had a hole in her neck and the blood flowed down from it all. These ghosts had terrible scars upon their appearance which had died in terrible traffic accidents. She tilted her head and a malicious grin appeared on her face. She screamed with her whole heart and Jungkun repulsed the ghost lady with his powers. Her strange and stinky coil smell hit her nose and she felt nauseous. She couldn't tolerate the smell and started throwing up.

"When I was a kid, my friends and I used to dare each other to ring the bell. We all thought it was haunted, but none of us ever got the guts to actually make it to the door." "Oh yeah? Why's that?" "I dunno, weird stuff always seemed to happen around here. I know this will sound stupid, you know, kids and all, but one time my friend Billy actually made it to the door. He was going to hit the bell when we heard this woman scream bloody murder at him, so we bolted. I think it was a rabbit under the porch or something, I hear they can scream like people." "No, it's a ghost. She's a screamer. Does that shit all the time."

Leon panted, scanning the dim corridor as his breath came in uneven bursts. Suddenly, a faint figure emerged out of the shadows—the female ghost. Her face was blurred and indistinct, her presence otherworldly. She didn’t speak but raised a hand that glowed faintly blue, pointing silently in a specific direction. Leon froze, instinctively stepping back half a pace. But time was slipping through his fingers, and hesitation was a luxury he couldn’t afford. Clenching his jaw, he forced himself to follow the ghost’s lead.

“Mammmaaaa…Maammmaaaa(Mom in Indian language)” He started shouting. He grabbed onto Shama’s dress and hugged her. Shama was shocked for a minute but a laugh replaced her face. She started laughing loudly. She quickly looked at those creepy people grabbing onto their legs. She shrugged off the one which was grabbing her legs. She used her martial art techniques and after a few mins all the ghosts were lying down. No other ghost dared to approach them. “Where is the key?” Shama said in a threatening tone. “Here…Here”

his words died down in whisper as Josie felt the door closed itself behind her. Shocked by his words, she turned her face, wanting to speak again only to hear his voice from the other end, “Good night, Josephine.” The magician lurks from behind the couch. Shawn rolled his eyes, “Do you have a habit of showing up in silent?” “I was hoping you would be scared. After all the ghost of your brother’s mother visited you earlier. Aren’t you scared of the ghost coming after you?” The magician chuckled as if enjoying the idea. “There is no ghost,” answered Shawn pushing himself from the chair. “A ghost won’t wear heels. They’re dead.”

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.

Gwen has lived for two hundred years, and she has already seen these types of shamans and exorcists, she just felt angry looking at couples. "Then go play with them, dirty thing." Marcel saw that Sadie was about to wake up and impatiently stopped paying attention to the so-called fearsome ghost. Gwen's ghost felt that killing these both is better than killing Dolores and Naomi, seeing that it was almost morning, the ghost humphed and disappeared from the room.

Her: "Just as I was screaming and desperately trying to get the car door, 'they' snapped something around my neck, and then I couldn't scream or move, but I didn't pass out, I just didn't feel my body, and my mouth was able to open, but I couldn't scream." She: "I'm not afraid to laugh at you, although I'm studying medicine, I still believe in ghosts and monsters of that kind. I thought it was a ghost that hooked souls, and then my whole life really passed by in front of my eyes. I had heard people say that, but I never thought it was really like that. A lot of little things that I can t remember came back to me...Actually, it was only a few seconds at that moment, right? I slowed down and s

Even if she did, she'd blame it on the wind. "Ghost?" Sharon was becoming concerned, "I thought you don't believe in such things?" "Really? Oh, em." Geneva cleared her throat and spoke confidently, "that's true, I am not scared by flimsy things such as ghooosts!" The last word Sharon heard was the word 'ghosts' being screamed into her eardrums before she heard nothing else. The phone had fallen and disassembled and the call, disconnected.

There is just something about the dark that is so scary. I might be a werewolf but those ghost stories do scare the hell out of me. I kept imagining seeing things as we walked through the forest. A tree that looked like a giant person, a short person with a big head and no eyes. ‘Ahhhhh, what in the world is wrong with you? You are supposed to be the strongest, bravest she-wolf but here you are being afraid of ghosts,' my wolf said and I chuckled. I did that to wake her up, she had been too quiet for my liking.