Welcome to Short Ghost Stories.net!
This website is made purely and simply to share our passion for the spookiest and most unusual ghost stories. Many of our stories are work of pure art and fiction but our main goal is simply to provide something entertaining for the reader to sink their teeth into. Ghosts and paranormal have always been a strong fascination for all of us involved here and we bring this all to you, our most loyal, trusted and loved readers.
Scary ghost stories are everything to us, each and everyone of them has been crafted, researched and written with love for the super natural, love for the short story form in itself. No one could ask for anything less or more than a simple scare, a simple image in the back of the mind and a piece of imagination. My master and I have created these ghost stories from the furtherest reaches of our minds and we are eager to share our passion with each and every reader.
The beauty of the scare, the beauty of the written word, these are the beauties in our spooky ghost stories. This is ours, this is yours, this is everybody's. Sit back, put up your feet, get comfy, grab a coffee and lets get reading...
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New story in - "The Possession"
The sky- pitch black and velvet, the evening breeze cool, the sea was harsh and the waves roaring and bumping heavily against the seawall. The lighthouse was lit but only a faint light could be seen from where we were standing. The moon hovered above us, full and bright.
Annie says. Three friends and I form a circle and surround a small bon fire. Each of us brings an animal representing the four elements of nature – air, water, earth and fire. Annie takes a dagger and shouts aloud, “Hail to the guardians of the East may you accept my gift (a snake – representing earth) and bring us great power” each of us follow as we call on to provoke the spirits.
New story in - "The Mystery of Andrew Dowell"
On the eve of a chilly May, Adam and Mary were to have an intimate garden wedding at Savannah Park where they first met. Only family and dear friends were invited, it was a small, private affair. Marry was clad in a simple, white, lace dress.
Like any girl, Mary was eager to marry the love of her life, Andrew. Meanwhile, the clock went past six, an hour late into the event, and Andrew failed to show up. No on at the wedding had any idea where Andrew was. Mary wept in shame and swore to never see Andrew again.
New story in - "The Price of Freedom"
I knew a man, a dead man who was nameless, and a spectre that every sane man forgot. He told me his story in my nightmares and my dreams and he’ll repeat it to me every goddamn day.
The days long ago were harsh and black; every man’s life was more a dead living then living until death. In this time, there was a young man, a defiant man with eyes of the bluest, deadest ice.
No one knew his name, no one could care, and life was too much of a struggle to be involved. This young man was taken away as prisoner for a crime to his dying day would say he did not commit. He was a lonely man by any means, a quieter man you’ve never met yet a friendlier one you’ve never seen, but there was a scent of madness on this man. It was in his skin, his breath, his essence, it was the scent of a dead man walking and he knew it but he’d fight it to the end.
New story in - "Stop Smoking"
We be telling him the same thing. Many a times we be whispering in his ear. You'd think he'd take a hint after what happened to Frank.
Oh Frank? Put it this way, he didn't listen to us and he paid the price. He be nothing but bones, ash and tar but that's the price you pay.
Hey folks. New story in - "Smile..."
Like it's really that easy. Ten years ago, they told my son the same thing.
"Smile and the pain will go away. Keep it there, don't move it." They say to him.
"Don't be so human. It doesn't really hurt."
The world has changed so much since I was young. These days the folk are literally chained to their place of work. They drive a solid metal bar through the gap between the bones in both wrists and attach a chain.
New story in - NSIS
Maybe now I’m so close to that endless madness I’m starting to realise something - something damn important. After losing my wife Emily, I realise now that no suicide is truly selfish. I get it now. I see her, I see her in my dreams every goddamn fucking night.
I take no responsibility for any harm done. I do not promote suicide in any way, shape or form.
Update Nov 1st, 2011
How you doing folks?
People, If you like any of the stories on these pages and posts, by all means hit the +1 button that is displayed just above the comments section of the home page. That will help us get up a bit in rankings and the more we (me) will be writing.
In any case folks, by all means send me a quick email or a quick comment asking if you want to use some of my material. All I ask for in return is a backlink from your site. Easy done folks!
Enjoy my stories and enjoy my dark little world.
Bloode Thomas (Writer)