Story Of Haunted Mansion นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Houses are meant to provide us with shelter and safety, but they can also be the site for different kinds of hauntings and other phenomena. And this is especially true if the residence that you call home has a dark past. I still hope you enjoy these stories, dear reader... Ready? ++++++++ Haunted House Story #1: When Kids Cry I want to share my cousin’s and her children’s story. This happened at my grandmother’s house, which was just next to ours. It occurred around Palm Sunday.

67 | S E V E N H U N D R E D T H O U S A N D G H O U L S *** The mansion that used to look like a haunted building seemed to have transformed into a very comfortable place to live. Not only were the weeds gone from every corner of the building, but they're also wasn't even the slightest bit of dust left on the surface of all the objects in the mansion. Even the top-level vampires who are Damien's shadow troops assigned to accompany Michelle's entourage have also completed the construction of an artificial swimming pool in the backyard of the mansion.

“Oh my God… it’s alive.” Scott spotted the family’s four-wheel drive parked out front. “That’s my dad’s car. They’re still there.” On the beach, grains of sand slithered like snakes under a chair and into the sea as the boat skidded onto shore. The group disembarked quickly, gathering their weapons and gear. Larkam huddled with them as they stared at the haunted mansion. “Here’s the deal—I need to bless the entire perimeter.” Scott pointed at the towering estate. “Are you kidding? The place is massive!”

I watched her for a moment, the way her hands shook, the way she was willing to walk back. But, with an assurance. It was that same loyalty that had made me fall for her so damn badly and the same loyalty that was currently destroying us. “Fine, try to stay out of trouble.” I murmured, swerving the car into a sharp turn toward the outskirts of the city. The Petunia Mansion, the place of blood and gore. Also rumored to be haunted by the endless people who died in it. Surrounded by acres of black iron fencing and guards who were definitely soldiers, trained ruthless to be the part of Viper’s strongest Unit.

But of course, fate was cruel. There was only one empty seat left. Right next to him. I sighed in defeat and sat down. Travis passed me a cold bottle of water without a word, his fingers brushing mine. My heart stupidly skipped again. “Did you guys know,” said Axl, one of Seth’s loudmouth friends, “that there’s a haunted mansion up the hill? Locals say it’s cursed.” “Cursed like what?” Adison asked, wide-eyed. “Like… couples who go there either break up—or come back engaged,” Axl said dramatically.

TWO WEEKS AGO "So it's more of an urban legend?" "Not really, no. There really was a mansion just past the forest here. It's built atop a hill but I'm not sure if it's still there." "What's the story behind it?" The old man stopped to take a swig of his whiskey and took a drag from his cigar. "It's a story no one in town likes to talk about for... well, reasons." he began as he eyed the young lady before him. "It happened long ago, way too long ago that I wasn't even alive, but the story is something that everyone had passed down."

Something creaked somewhere in the mansion, and I curled tighter on the sofa, terrified down to my bones. During the day, the mansion looked amazing, like a happy go lucky kind of place, at night, all the stories I read about haunted manors came rushing back. A bit childish, but who needs a house this big for two people to live in anyway?

There were many dead like her whose death can easily figure out by just one look. The pretty girl was stunned to see me and Lucas. When she saw Lucas, her appearance turned shy. "They left at dawn to look for the information about the 'door to the afterlife,'" Then the pretty girl's eyes brightened when she remembered something, "You are the person who went with Carl that day, right? You witness the whole thing, right?" Since the haunted mansion was the origin of the rumors, they were closely near the truth. Unlike other bases who had mixed other stories to the real information.

" Sorry uh... You see that big mansion on the north side of town? " May raised her eyebrow. " Yeah? Is your house next to it or something? You must be so rich then!" May knew the mansion that never had anyone in it. She heard stories and rumors in the town about it. That it was super creepy and there was some old man who owned it and always came to the house once a year. During Christmas time. "Well if you think that's rich then try me actually living in that mansion. That's mine." May's mouth was agape. " What?"

As Seth surveyed the rooms, all he saw was chaos upon chaos. This particular mansion had earned a notorious reputation as the haunted mansion of Hardington. A group of university students had ventured here for exploration in the past, only for the two of them to lose their sanity as a result of their ill-fated adventure. Ever since that incident, no one dared to set foot in this place. It didn't get demolished for certain reasons, so it got abandoned instead. Seth was very familiar with the mansion. Despite the disarray, he easily located the staircase, maneuvering through the mess with familiarity.