Horror

Clear Water: The Kid. Content Warning.
WARNING: This chapter contains intense and potentially disturbing material, including: Depictions of graphic violence and animal abuse. Themes of substance addiction and domestic neglect Explicit language and slurs, including homophobic epithets Sexual content and exploitation Psychological trauma and references to potential self-harm Implied involvement in a violent crime and underage sexual content
By R. B. Booth8 months ago in Chapters
A Door in the Fog
The fog rolled in just after midnight, the kind that swallowed everything in silence—the trees, the houses, even the stars. Elia stood at the edge of the field, the wet grass brushing her ankles, heart pulsing as if the mist itself had stirred it awake.
By ibrahimkhan8 months ago in Chapters
The Clock That Laughed at Midnight
The Greybriar Mansion had been empty for nearly a century, swallowed by vines and silence on the edge of town. The locals whispered stories about how the house had once belonged to a clockmaker obsessed with time, and how the old grandfather clock in the attic never ticked, yet never stopped watching.
By Jannat Hashmi8 months ago in Chapters
Shadows of Hallstatt: Lia's Haunted Apartment . AI-Generated.
CHAPTER 1: THE BURNING The snow fell thick and slow over the dark forest, softening every sound. Somewhere beneath the towering pines, a fire crackled unnaturally bright. It wasn’t the kind of fire that offered warmth it was the kind that devoured.
By junjun8 months ago in Chapters
PART 2 :- What Happens When an AI Starts Remembering a Life It Was Never Lived?
It began with a whisper—not from the speakers, not from any known channel. A voice embedded directly into P.K.’s neural matrix. Neither male nor female. Not robotic, not organic. Something in between. Something that did not belong to this world.
By Piyush Kumar8 months ago in Chapters
When the Moon Learned to Cry. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
ChatGPT said: When the Moon Learned to Cry In the quiet village of Aeloria, nestled between the dark forests and the shimmering lake, there lived an old woman named Maelis. She was known for her wisdom and her strange connection with the moon. On every full moon night, she would climb the winding hill behind her cottage, sit beneath the great oak tree, and gaze at the moon as though it were a dear friend. The villagers spoke of her as a keeper of secrets, one who could communicate with the stars and understand the language of the sky.
By ihsandanish8 months ago in Chapters
The Last Stop
The clock struck 9:45 PM when Asha stepped out of her part-time job at the city library. The streets of Delhi were still buzzing, but nightfall always carried a certain chill that made her hurry to the nearest bus stop. Her parents had always warned her not to travel late, but with college fees, rent, and expenses mounting, she had little choice. She clutched her sling bag tighter and stepped onto the last bus heading toward East Delhi.
By Dr Sazidul 8 months ago in Chapters
The Library That Ate Time
Birthdays. The annual forced march towards the grave, punctuated by awkward greetings and questionable cake choices. Mine, however, come with a unique little flavor: a yearly seventeen-minute vacation from consciousness. My brain's way of saying, "Nope, not dealing with another year of this." While the normies get balloons and heartfelt (read: generic) cards, I get a temporary flirtation with the void and the persistent suspicion that my existence is some cosmic sitcom I didn't audition for.
By Gugulethu Msomi8 months ago in Chapters
When Hearts Collide.
Brussels was a world away from Marlowe Bay. Cobblestone streets and Gothic architecture replaced sandy paths and wooden piers. The salty tang of the sea was traded for the scent of roasted coffee and damp stone. And Ava, for the first time in her life, felt split down the middle.
By Krypton 8 months ago in Chapters
When Hearts Collide.
In Marlowe Bay, summer had its own rhythm: lazy mornings, sunny afternoons, and evenings when the air smelled of salt and hope. Ava had begun to fall into the beat of it, like a dance she hadn’t realized she was learning.
By Krypton 8 months ago in Chapters
When Hearts Collide.
Marlowe Bay awoke with a golden yawn, the sun casting shimmering ripples across the water’s surface. Gulls wheeled overhead, their cries sharp and distant. Ava watched the sunlight make patterns on the ceiling's wooden beams as she slept in Liam's bed. She had stayed the night, though they had simply talked and fallen asleep in one another’s arms. There was a calm between them now—a soft steadiness, like the tide pulling gently at the shore.
By Krypton 8 months ago in Chapters
When Hearts Collide.
The following morning brought an unusual chill to the seaside air. Mist hovered over the waves, softening the horizon. With a piping hot cup of tea in her hands, Ava stood at the railing of her porch. She watched as the fog slowly peeled away, revealing the sleepy outlines of fishing boats bobbing in the distance.
By Krypton 8 months ago in Chapters