Story Of Haunted Mansion Novels & Stories

ALYSSA Sneaking out is easy but climbing back in is a problem when you’re living in a packhouse like mine. The packhouse is the biggest building in Moonfall—but I can confidently say it isn’t the biggest everywhere, when it’s barely even a mansion. It’s a well-lit cream home that every modern couple in the stories aspires to have their children in… until they later find out that it’s haunted. ‘I did say that you’ve been reading way too many horror books.’

" She was terrified. She trembled and clapped her hand on her mouth? It was awkward because the mansion was encircled by a concrete wall fence. "It couldn't have been an intruder. Perhaps it was a roaming dog, but they didn't own any in the mansion. It couldn't be a dog because there was no way it could have jumped over the wall fence unless it had wings. She was confused. "Oh, mother Mary, I am scared." She hauled the blanket over her head shaking tremendously. Suddenly she vividly recollected the story about ghosts; Her mother had once told her that in some families, the dead return during the night to haunt their enemies or watch over their loved ones.

After the holidays, Sadie invited 8 of her friends to go with her, and she was still a little scared in her heart, bringing more people gave her courage. As for saying that the mansion was maybe haunted, Sadie hid it for some reason, she felt it would be embarrassing to tell, after all the Laurent family was extremely rich having something like a haunted house would create a scandal. She couldn't lose her reputation! Dolores already knew what happened when they entered the house, but the lines below almost caused her to dig her nails in her flesh. There were five women and three men in the group that arrived. Unfortunately, Dolores and Naomi, two of Sadie's friends died on the second day by

I am left alone in this small creepy room and I don't even know if to stand or remain sitted. The possibility of Harry being behind this drops....a bit, but it's still there. Hey, my name is Deborah. And you are about to follow me into a journey of how my life went from a cute daydream to a horrid nightmare after just one night. Welcome to THE MANSION, where every child has a story.

I was constantly searching for a place to hide as I was following them. I can hear them backbiting Debra and I can still hear them from far. I can hear anything from 100 meters away since the day I was born. So I was able to find them even I couldn’t catch up with them. After few hours of walk, there was a large old mansion. It was surrounded by high walls and an enormous gate at the front. It indeed was a very old mansion, maybe 1000 years old. I can’t believe they live there. I heard werewolves live in caves and dens. How come they live in a mansion?

"But, Jeff still come anyway because he is jobless, and he needs fast money to marry his fiancé." Hugo frowned because this Jeff has a fiancé despite his poor condition. Orphan, jobless and drowning in poverty. God is fair indeed, he thought. "When Jeff arrived at the mansion, he was dumbstruck because it such a big and luxury building. So, he was happy at first." "And it was turned out as a haunted." Sarah happily clap her hand, "You are good at guessing, Mister Hugo. Yes, indeed. It was haunted by a young woman. But, the ghost is so beautiful, and he fell in love with her."

I couldn’t remember. There were certainly no Prince Charmings around here. Perhaps I’d gotten stuck in the villainous version of the story. Fuck, I was starting to go insane. But seriously, this place wasn’t right. Earthquakes? A secret blood-dripping hourglass? Roses in the middle of winter? Everyone in this mansion was keeping the truth from me. I could feel it. I pulled on a knee-length, fur-lined coat, grabbed the books, and stepped into the frigid hallway. Voices reached me from the bosses’ office at the far end, growing louder as I drew closer. I ignored them and walked on by.

Never have I had the courage to enter inside the building, not with the many creepy and scary tales I have heard about this place. When I was a child there was a popular tale that was going on about this house. People say the house is haunted by ghosts_ actually the ghosts are the owners of the building as I was told. A family of ghosts living inside the mansion scaring and eating people's brains, especially little kids that make the mistake of setting foot into the building. Hearing the story now it seems kinda pathetic and not practical. How can ghosts eat people's brains?? They are ghosts, they are literally matterless. What am I even saying. Ghost ain't even real but still it's kinda sca

The haunted house had taken root in Greystone Manor, an aging mansion on the outskirts of Velmora’s East District, complete with towers, gables, and enough architectural drama to look really creepy even in broad daylight. “Last chance to back out,” Rohan said as they approached the entrance. “Are you kidding? I have been looking forward to seeing the unflappable Rohan Marquez jump at fake monsters.” “Who says I’m going to jump?” “Everyone jumps in haunted houses. It’s scientifically impossible not to.”

The one that reminded her of her mother. He moved them to this weird, small town that she hates. The people are strange. They have these weird legends that they live by. Like the woods behind her house. They call it the 'Forbidden Forest' like it is a freaking Harry Potter book. No one goes in them. The trees behind her house stretch on for miles and miles, a line of trees as far as the eye can see. But people say that there is a mansion, somewhere through the perpetual darkness and the spooky trees. The people around the town also claim that it is haunted. That a monster lives in those woods and he kills anyone that goes in them.