Spooky Settings Novels & Stories

"I will kill all the members of your family if you do not offer yourself to me. I will bring you to the situation when you will intentionally come to me and plead to save your family members by offering yourself to me." Amara walked helpless towards the haunted mansion. She felt numb and lifeless for the happenings around her. The words of the sage begin to ring in her ears. "It will be the dark night without the moon, the onset of heavy storm and the shrill howls of dogs. There will be an unfathomable clamor present in the atmosphere, the unwelcoming cries of the eagles and the uproar of tumult yowls from everywhere around will be the indication to alert you it was the one and only day in y

He did invite me out at night to a graveyard after all… I pressed myself close to his side as we slowly walked along the dark path in the haunted house. Looking around, I could tell that the decorations were made to portray a vampire theme. There were fake blood, coffins, skeletons and other haunting items scattered all around. Now and then, there would be a shrilled high-pitch scream in the distant and the howling of wolves. While Hayden seemed to enjoy looking around, I spent the time to mentally prepare myself for when the ghost would come out and scare us.

I tug on his arm desperately trying to get him to stay. “Stop. I have to leave, now let go.” He yanks my hand from his arm and walks out of the room. I sit down in my desk chair and stare out the window. Still feeling scared, I grab my blanket and wrap it around me, but something gets my attention. Scanning the surrounding area, I notice something off. It feels like the darkness seems more intense than it usually is. Maybe it’s because it is Halloween.

Spooky looks at him and quickly brought down her hands from her ears, with her heart beating loudly, like it was running Olympic. "Not.... Nothing boss" Spooky stuttered, and her whole body was trembling in fear. *This won't be the end of me, right* She thought inwardly. She tried to stay fit to the ground, but her feets were betraying her. Axton glared at her, before walking out of the torture room. The entire members heaves out a sigh the moment he left. They have been holding their breathe all through the time he was in the torture room. Spooky falls to the floor. "I thought I was going to die" She said almost crying, she was really scared when Axton looked at her with his killer eyes.

Trembling, she clutches onto her blanket, feeling paralyzed with fear and uncertainty. Sunny shouts, Please leave me alone! " But the spirits pay no heed to her pleas; their whispers only intensify. Desperate, Sunny frantically searches for a way to escape the haunting presence, her heart pounding in her chest. Sunny gets off the couch and runs to the corner of the room, looking around while hearing eerie whispering. She's scared to move, fearing that any sudden change might provoke the spirits further.

The further I go, the quieter it gets in here. There is only one old woman. He took some things and put them in the cart. Then just leave. The woman's departure left me in this hallway alone. Being in this hallway with spooky dolls staring at you, it's very scary. It's as if they're spying on you. See everything you do. Terrifying.

“Come in, then. But be quiet.” So she went in. The library felt less like an oasis of knowledge and culture and more like the setting for a low-budget horror flick. The reading room was dim, the air thick with the musty smell. A streak of light spilled from a distant doorway, whispering, “The murderous cult meeting is this way, please.” Linda pushed open the door and stepped into a larger room illuminated by a single orange-shaded lamp hanging low over a round oak table. The place was crawling with people dressed head-to-toe in black, all looking like extras from a Goth fashion show.

After Mr. Tucker said that, I had no choice but to endure the freezing air for the entire morning. I shivered nonstop, my teeth chattering. When noon finally arrived, I went downstairs to buy some cold medicine. As I passed the coffee machine, I barely raised my hand. I wasn't even touching it when it suddenly sprayed scalding coffee at me, just like in my last life. I tried again and again, cautiously reaching out. Every time my hand got close, the machine would fire with uncanny precision, splashing boiling coffee onto the back of my hand.

All the breath left my lungs as my back knocked against the hard wall, almost brutally but there was still a linger of something more…electrifying in the air. His roguish chuckle wafted into my ear and my heart started racing, beating an entirely new tempo as I looked around my room and vaguely realized that although it looked like my actual room, reality felt altered a bit. More ominous. More terrifying. Outside, the full moon glowed red, its light fell into the room, washing the entire atmosphere in an ominous reddish tinge, further twisting the entire theme of the place into something darker and warped. A terrifying wind howled outside, bony branches scratching its frightening claws on my

And this place looked like something out of a painting serene at the same time blissful in its own way. The staff got two large cashmere blankets for all of us to sit on. And set up a projection screen. The setting looked just out of a fairytale. By the time the entire setup is done, it's pitch-dark. And Caleb decided that we would watch the Insidious series till midnight. I gulped in anxiety. And everyone seemed excited about it. "I don't think it's a good idea to watch insidious here in open. What if we summon some spirit. It can come and kill all of us. There is no house or restaurant in another 5km range." I blabbered