The Real Confessions of A Werewolf
I get to tell ghost stories for a living. for a couple hours a day, six days a week it's just me, my microphone, and old tales of the macabre, or sometimes things that i made up.
Drako Tygon- chapter 1
Do you expect me to believe a crazy story like that?" i said to him, "you're the one believing in ghost stories, weren't you?"
Haunting Seductions
There are ghosts here! proof you ask? what proof can you have of something that is not there, something that can touch, but not be touched? what tangible proof could one posses of a ghost, other than the story of their encounter?
A Lesson in Hauntings
Repeated motif in ghost stories, from horsedrawn carts in europe to traveling salesmen in the suburbs. they give someone a lift but find they've vanished before reaching their destination.
Chapter 1
The fire was burning low in the fire pit, and some fathers were still sitting around it with their sons, sharing ghost stories, anecdotes of their first camping trips with their fathers, or else just sharing their wisdom.
Lurker's Siren Song
They told ghost stories, scary rumors, or just sweet little songs that made everyone smile. but there was one sprite that was alone and walking around, leaving little tracks behind her. her red hoodie stood out despite it being night time.
Orange of the Twin Pools
#1 of short stories this was a entry for a ghost story challenge in a discord server, based on an in-developed game antilia. "femii" means "female". you know the twin pools, deep inside the cave on the isle of kasau?
purple's camping trip
ghost stories, there where tame always ending silly and we all laughed, then david teleported over and said "i can tell you a good horror ghost story", the other listened jimi was a little bit scared so he flew into his tent and went to bed some of the other
Fourth Man Left Outside
"ain't no story that don't turn out to be a ghost story, sooner or later." after a moment or so of expectant silence, tom and craig applauded, politely, before they realized that there was no longer anybody there.
The Curious Foxes, Chapter 3: The Psychic Wardens
“wait, you have a ghost story podcast?” blurted the arctic fox dubiously. “yeah,” i conceded, a little sheepishly, “let’s please not listen to it though.” “but wait; that doesn’t make any sense.
He who passed a night of frights
"yeah well i also needed an excuse to tell ghost stories!" april laughed as her team started to infiltrate the room; carrying various, incense, candles and matches. "okay..."
Divine: Merchants of the Silent Shore - V
"there were stories of ghosts," felix said as he nimbly weaved through the foliage. scarcely anything touched him as he followed behind the human who had to force his way through the dense undergrowth.