In the dark behind the glare of the television, like a mannequin behind it, I could see a silhouette and it wasn’t moving. It was maybe six foot high with its shoulders hunched and I blinked to make sure it was real. The TV fuzzed grey and white and black and I had a lump in my throat that I couldn’t swallow away. “Rory” I whispered. Clawing out gently beneath the duvet cover, reaching for his hand. But I couldn’t find it. And he didn’t answer.
Kate ChismanStichwörter: night horror haunted girl ghosts nightmares stalking terror nightmare ghost scary frightened stalker scream frightening haunted-house
The scratching came from the attic. At night, when Rory turned out the light I would lie awake and wait for it to skit, skit, skit lightly across the floorboards above our heads and down behind the water pipes.
Kate ChismanStichwörter: horror haunted ghosts fright terror ghost frightened haunted-house haunted-houses horror-story
The chandelier was wearing on its rubber support and the crack at the side of the ceiling hold was getting bigger. “One day that’s going to fall on us and spear you through the heart,” he said. I turned to kiss him on the shoulder and closed my eyes.
Kate ChismanStichwörter: fear kiss heart night horror haunted girl nightmares terror ghost horror-romance haunted-house ghost-stories
The diamonds glinted under the glare of the chandelier and they looked like a thousand spider eyes
Kate ChismanStichwörter: horror haunted ghosts diamonds terror spiders haunting horror-romance haunted-house jewellery chandelier
These were the things we would never notice were missing.
Kate ChismanStichwörter: horror haunted ghosts lovers missing ghost creepy stalker horror-romance haunted-house
I turned to him and he reached for my hand. It would have been easier to walk away. But the wind still blew around us and the house still stood.
Kate ChismanStichwörter: fear love relationships horror togetherness haunted ghosts relationship lovers hardship terror together ghost hard creepy stalker haunted-house creep stalkers fearful stalked horror-story
When she first saw him, she took him for a ghost. His jet-black hair fluttered in the breeze as he walked, letting her see his eyes. They seemed haunted, lost in some way. He was tall and gaunt, starkly pale in his black clothes. He was the very picture of Anton, even sharing his world-weary eyes of deepest blue. She could hardly look away from this apparition, an echo of all the memories and dreams that had haunted her these many years.
Amanda M. LyonsStichwörter: love horror haunted vampires gothic raven eyes-like-blue-fire katja
Savannah is so beautiful that the dead never truly depart.
James CaskeyStichwörter: haunted georgia savannah
You've never heard of the Truscott Curse?" Asked the old lady, slowly rocking her body from side to side as if she were about to start dancing.
Spanelli looked at her puzzlingly. "The Truscott Curse? I don't understand what you mean."
"The curse girl. Don't you know that every child who's ever lived in that house has disappeared?
Stichwörter: curse haunted haunted-house
The spirits of the dead are not among us to entertain us... Assuming the revenants you encounter have simply signed up to play haunted house for the amusement of the living is just plain ignorant.
April SlaughterStichwörter: haunted paranormal ghosts spirits
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