Psychological

The Virgin’s Offering. Content Warning.
Čachtice Castle . Oh Gracious Lady Bathory, Soak my innards in ceremonial wine, poison my soul in the bitter blood.
By Paul Stewart5 months ago in Fiction
The Room That Swallowed Her: A True-Feeling Mystery from the Edge of the City
Arrival: When Everything Seemed Ordinary Claire moved into the red-brick townhouse on the edge of the city because it felt like a fresh page. The rent was a steal for the neighborhood, the landlord was a little eccentric but harmless, and Mara—the roommate from the ad—seemed like someone who kept her life together. They shook hands in the hallway, swapped apartment hacks, and agreed: no drama, just two women who needed quiet and routine.
By Amanullah5 months ago in Fiction
Echoes of Loss. Top Story - September 2025. Content Warning.
[TW: family conflict, mental illness, suicide] A frantic scratching comes from the front door, echoing through our living room. Claws scrapping against hard wood. A sound I know well– Bilbo, our cat, trying to get in. Bilbo died a year ago.
By Scott Christenson🌴5 months ago in Fiction
Chrysalis. Content Warning.
The faint sound of water dripping pierces the chilled air of the cave, echoing like a clock in its cavernous throat. A grand space, the mouth opens wide, revealing a nearly empty chamber decorated with slick stones and a small pool of water in the center. Complementing the interior of the cave lies a stone slab in the corner, the stage of a makeshift workshop. The workshop held a pieced-together mess.
By Roman Hale5 months ago in Fiction
Greener |. Winner in Parallel Lives Challenge.
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn’t my own. I’d catch glimpses of her out of the corner of my eye: when I grabbed my keys from the hook in the front hallway, when I brushed my teeth, when I checked my rear-view. At first, I wrote if off—get more sleep, Allison. Stop surviving off cappuccinos and B12 supplements. Our new deal in Buenos Aires had started to pick up steam; I told myself I couldn’t afford to get distracted.
By MA Snell5 months ago in Fiction
Little Lamb. Content Warning.
The priest smiles at the sea of Sunday School students, adjusting his glasses on the bridge of his crooked nose. The children range in age from 5 years old to 10 years old. After a brief pause, Father Jacob begins his introduction.
By Roman Hale5 months ago in Fiction
The Last Letter in the Drawer
Emma never thought love would come quietly. She used to imagine it would be loud, like fireworks, or at least dramatic enough to sweep her off her feet. But the evening she met Daniel, there were no fireworks. Just a bookstore, the smell of old paper, and a stranger with kind eyes who asked if she had ever read the novel he was holding.
By Mahboob Khan5 months ago in Fiction
The Forest of the Forgotten
The Council of Shadows met in the hollow of an ancient oak tree so massive that its interior could house a dozen people comfortably. Amnity had been here only twice before—once when she'd first been recognized as a healer worthy of official notice, and once when she'd requested permission to gather rare ingredients from the protected groves. Both times, the experience had left her feeling small and overwhelmed by the weight of tradition and authority that seemed to seep from the very walls.
By Parsley Rose 5 months ago in Fiction
Dear Ouija Enthusiasts. Top Story - September 2025.
Dear Ouija Enthusiasts (humans), Halloween season is upon us, and as usual, many of you fools will venture upon Ouija encounters. While my comrades and I have no objections, due to last season's hike in spirit board related fatalities, we decided to put our thirst for naive souls aside momentarily and issue a one-time set of guidelines, outlining specific dos and don'ts, followed by a non-exhaustive list of repercussions for adamant opposers.
By Marilyn Glover5 months ago in Fiction
Four Feet High
The problem with edibles is that you never know how strong they are. Not enough and it’s like a waste of an evening; too much and you zonk out. But I hit the sweet spot; my mind is like clear. I can hear everything. Right there, that’s the water heater kicking on. Oh, and listen, there’s a bird outside. That’s nature, man, nature. See how the world fits together. There is no reality, there’s no fantasy, there’s only one big, beautiful universe. We are all connected. Yep, these edibles are potent.
By Steve Lance5 months ago in Fiction
Parallel Echoes
Every choice--a life unlived. 🌒🌓🌔🌕🌖🌗🌘🌒🌓🌔🌕🌖🌗🌘 Mara stepped out of her home onto her driveway—she knew each stone by heart.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin5 months ago in Fiction
The Lads' Room. Content Warning.
The door in the house had been sealed shut for years. He never really thought about it, but now his parents were gone and the house was his.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 5 months ago in Fiction