Spooky Novels & Stories

“How come you could see the air ripple, but neither one of us noticed?” “How the hell should I know?” She retorted, “I’ve always been sensitive with that kind of stuff, just like Spence has always been terrified of it. I’ve got some distant cousins living in New Orleans that practice voodoo, maybe that’s where it comes from. If it ain’t obvious, these aren’t the questions you should be asking. You look bone tired, but you didn’t five minutes ago. So clearly you were working some type of magic. I suggest you figure it out before—”

The carriage is passing by the desolate forest. Everywhere she looks, there is nothing but darkness. It is as if she has gone blind and the world has suddenly become cold. Roseanne shivers and wraps her coat tighter around her body. Sloria is a cold place but this forest is different. There are faint whispers echoing in her ears but she is not sure what those are. Animals? Or spirits? Roseanne does not believe in spirits but there are rumors of hauntings in the forest. Moreover, if the Undead can return, then why should she rule out ghosts?

The smaller one gathered up the lighter things. I made a note of the plate number out of habit, and then unfolded the flyer and stared at it as they drove off. It was a cheap-looking photocopy covered with what looked like ads for horror movies that had been torn out of a newspaper, with hand drawn pictures of skulls and bats filling all the other blank spaces. Big swatches of text in old-fashioned fonts mixed with words made out of cut out letters from magazines covered the rest of it. Midnight Spook Party SEE the dead return!

On the other side of the gate, she began to understand his reason for doubting the level of difficulty. Dozens of armed guards took up positions on either side of the Jeep, escorting it toward the large house at the end of the lane. Their eyes glowed amber, an indicator that all of these people were Souled Vampires. She hadn’t gotten the impression from Cassidy and her parties visit that they’d been quite so amassed, but then, perhaps Jo hadn’t been paying quite enough attention.

The host chuckled, masking a hint of envy in her voice. "Welcome to 81.9 GistFM, I'm Aaaa-manda, and we're ready to delve into something spooky today. Though Halloween isn't here yet, we'll be discussing the supernatural, including Vampires, Werewolves, Ghosts, and even Witches. If young ones are tuned in, you might want to switch off the radio. But first, let's get down to business - do you believe in these supernatural entities? Miranda halted.

The fuse box loomed in the dim light, an unassuming harbinger of chaos. With a swift, decisive motion, I pulled out the main light fuse. The house was instantly swallowed by darkness, the music abruptly silenced as if someone had hit a cosmic pause button. A symphony of surprised gasps and exclamations echoed from upstairs, followed by an eerie silence that hung heavy in the air. I crept back upstairs, my heart pounding with adrenaline and anticipation. I began to make spooky noises - a creak here, a soft whisper there, just loud enough to be heard over the nervous whispers of the party guests.

- During the journey to the hospital, Liora sat in the backseat, her brows furrowed in deep thought. Noticing her distress, Siobhan offered reassurance, "Don't worry, Lia. Chester will be alright." Liora replied somberly, "No, I'm preoccupied with something else. I've been feeling an unsettling chill down my spine lately. It's as if something is watching me." Siobhan felt a shiver down her spine instantly upon hearing that. She knew about Liora's capabilities, so she associated Liora's remark with supernatural entities.

He immediately inspires confidence and security. Henry is almost as tall as Santo, but he is much more slender in build. He has curly blond hair cut short and sky-blue eyes that shine with kindness and gentleness. What's more, Henry is a hopeless romantic who believes that he will find the love of his life at the corner of a street. Henry is an angel of kindness, and Santo is a demon that the Lord has placed on Earth to remind us of the existence of purgatory. And my husband, Elio, is the only person in this world who can control this demon.

It’s a good thing that we came prepared. “This place is creepy.” Kai drug out the word creepy. I have to agree with him. Neither of us got any rest last night. We kept hearing strange sounds. Moaning and screams from things we have never experienced before. We saw a faceless spirit looking thing last night. I believe they are called a Hupia, although I can’t be certain that’s what it really was. It didn’t bother us, but this place seems to be filled with them. Something else that we have come across is a Morko. It is an elemental Ooze type creature. They are freaky as hell but the only way they could hurt you is to love you to death. We have also crossed paths with a few dangerous creatures,

The stench of death hung in the air, Mike’s black ooze slowly seeping into the carpet. I forced myself to stay calm, my eyes scanning the rapidly scrolling chat. 【Wait, I think this is a word game!】 【What do you mean?】 【I’ve played horror games like this before. The Boss twists your wish! That guy said he wanted to ‘expose’ the Boss, and the Boss stripped all the flesh from his bones.】 【Holy crap, so how do you beat it?】