Short Spooky Stories Novels & Stories

The whole sky black making me more scared. I am not type of a person who gets scared easily... "Ahhhh" I screamed as kept my leg on some object. It could be a snake for God's sake. I removed my leg slowly from the object or the snake only to sign in relief. It's just a stick. "Buddy please we should go inside now.. Mom will definitely scold me once she realise I was out of the forest. What if she won't ever realise we are out of forest. She might be searching for us inside the forest only. We should definitely go now. What if we won't ever go back. What if a vampire suck our blood till we become dry or even worse what if a ghost appear and eat us. What if-"

CHAPTER NINE Nancy Drew, Part 1 People say Forest Hills memorial is so old even the ghosts don’t remember who they are… I’d be cautious when visiting the place though. Some stories claim that a daytime visit to the cemetery might mean you get a visitor at night too. #ForestHills #Spooksville — Tweet from Raven_Eye. The following message was read from the email of Jonathan Day and later added into the live journal of Jessica Day; Jono,

David grumbled, “After everything tonight, and that is the one thing you have a problem with?” “Sorry,” stated Hank, as he turned his glaring eyes on the other man. “But things like that don’t normally happen.” “What about the ghosts,” asked David with a tone of sass in his voice. “That I can believe,” the police detective growled at him. “I have heard many stories around Spokane and other areas about haunted places. But never have I heard about people changing shape to animals being true!”

I couldn't help but think that Ted was probably possessed. My mother had once told me a story about a ghost taking over someone's body. In the countryside a few decades ago, there was a man named Shane Thorsen. He was lazy, greedy, and loved beating his wife. In those days, everyone's sole desire was to work hard so their families had enough to eat. But Shane was the exception.

Whenever a child in the village got frightened by spirits, families would seek Peter to perform cleansing rituals. When Sarah and I first arrived, Nutty would tell us stories about his uncle's encounters with ghosts and spirits after finishing work in the evenings. We had always listened to them as mere stories. Now that we had encountered a ghost ourselves, we realized those tales were probably true. Time seemed frozen, unable to flow. In our terror, Sarah and I stared at the door, enduring each minute and second, hoping to hear Nutty's voice outside. As if answering our prayers, two knocks sounded on the door. Nutty called from outside, "Alex, open the door!"

"The perimeter is leaking, and the undead have already found the seam. Clear the courtyard in two days. Every single one." A chill ran down my spine as I remembered the old northern stories—rotting jaws still snapping long after their legs had been severed, hollow bodies that kept tearing and feeding with no scent and no pain. They never stopped. I swallowed the fear rising in my throat and lifted my chin. "Fine. Give me the weapon."

Red snuggled closer to Reed, breathing in his intoxicating cologne while his fingers traced electrifying circles on her hip. She couldn't help but feel extremely horny to be sharing such a kinky experience like this with him. “Today is October 20th, 2020. Our fucking 20th birthday. We are the freaking spooky kids. Why the fuck should we be intimidated by anything?” Light’s deep voice pierced the eerie silence. His cold expression held no traces of fear as he glanced between his friends, from the couple among them to those who were always at each other's throats.

So Polly too had had a freaky supernatural experience,because that was definitely where this story was leading. “What did she see?”Beth asked softly,both scared and intrigued to hear the answer. “She saw her,”Ethan said,motioning towards the portrait,”aimlessly walking about and finally vanishing at the top of the stairs.” “Ethan,are you pulling my leg?”Beth asked in a mock serious tone.”Ghost stories scare the living daylights out of me.” Ethan pulled her into a full embrace,burying his face in her hair.It felt so good being in his arms,feeling safe and wanted.

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.

He said bowing his head down, kind of disappointed that he was not paying attention at all. “Hey Zac, that is the burrow down right.” He said pointing ahead to where they are headed. “Yes, why?” “We barely get to go there, ever,” Zeke said to him. “I know, so what?” “Well, you know the stories about this place, right?” “Yeah, you mean you believe that weird mumbo jumbo stuff, with magic and voodoo witchcraft and all? OOOhhhh, gghhooosst.” He said smiling, lifting both hands mimicking a ghost, trying to scare Zeke. “Hehe. Besides I got a cousin in these parts, stop being such a scaredy-cat.”