art

Art that’s as dark as it is evocative; discover horror-inspired artwork, from twisted mutations of classic paintings, chilling sculptures, spooky photography and more.

The Mirror at the End of the Hall
M Mehran When Laila’s grandmother passed, she left her an old country house. It was filled with antiques—oak furniture, porcelain dishes, and, in the upstairs hallway, a tall standing mirror with an ornate silver frame.
By Muhammad Mehran4 months ago in Horror
The House That Breathed
M Mehran It began with a dare. On the outskirts of town stood a house no one wanted to claim. The windows were boarded, the paint peeled, and weeds grew like claws across the porch. Kids called it The Breathing House, because on quiet nights, some swore they heard it exhale.
By Muhammad Mehran4 months ago in Horror
Dreamer's Burden
The first dream felt like a gift. Mira woke with the image burning bright behind her eyelids: a girl in a yellow sundress emerging from a weathered red barn, sunlight catching the wheat-colored meadow around her like spun gold. The girl's face remained frustratingly out of focus, but her movements were graceful, unhurried. Peaceful.
By Autumn 4 months ago in Horror
The Haunted Map
The Haunted Map BY:Khan Fatima and Sana were best friends who studied at the same school. Both were known for their kind and gentle nature, always helping classmates and respecting teachers. When the school holidays began, the girls decided to spend some time together.
By Khan 4 months ago in Horror
Eternity . Top Story - September 2025.
Science finally proved the Soul— Our research team found one Invisible to our eyes, But Microscopically alive We found it there
By Sam Spinelli4 months ago in Horror
He Told Me Not to Look in the Mirror
When I moved into my new apartment, the landlord had only one strange request. “Everything’s in perfect shape,” he said. “Just… don’t look into the mirror in the hallway after midnight.”
By Sudais Zakwan4 months ago in Horror
Andy Warhol's Flesh for Frankenstein
I once had a dream wherein two young children, hardly more than toddlers, in Victorian garb, moved around a sort of upstairs or attic room. They opened a trunk and found therein items of clothing—a cloak, a cap, a facial covering—that had once belonged to Joseph Carey Merrick, the famous "Elephant Man," the subject of the renowned play and David Lynch's classic film. Curious. I then had, a short time later, a curious "follow up," where the children were now pre-adolescent, and it was modern times. I believe they were in a church now. Similar trunk. Same items. They discussed it as if this was where "he had once lived." Merrick, I suppose.
By Tom Baker4 months ago in Horror
The Skull’s Revenge
The Skull’s Revenge Ghulam Murtaza Alvi BY:Khan Fifteen years ago, when Asif and Rizwan were medical students, their lives were ordinary until an alarming announcement changed everything. Their anatomy teacher told the class, “After the two holiday days, I will test you on the entire human skeleton.” Panic spread through the room. Asif and Rizwan were far from confident; the names and structure of the skull’s bones blurred when they tried to study from textbooks.
By Khan 4 months ago in Horror
Old hestory
The mysterious old house on a hill A curious young explorer found a spectral figure The explore found string compas The compass led to the old house
By Queen shah4 months ago in Horror
The Girl Who Spoke to the Shadows
There are stories that pass through generations like wildfire—some are tales of love, some of bravery, and others… are whispered warnings. This is one such story, one that the villagers of an old forgotten town still fear to speak aloud.
By Alexander Mind4 months ago in Horror
The Red Room
Sarah had always been drawn to the old Victorian house on Elm Street, with its peeling paint and overgrown garden. When the "For Rent" sign appeared in the front yard, she didn't hesitate. The rent was suspiciously low, but Sarah was a graduate student surviving on ramen and hope—she couldn't afford to be picky.
By Parsley Rose 4 months ago in Horror
Season 4: Whispers of the Forgotten: A Descent into Eldoria Manor
Chapter 1 The grinding outside grew louder, a deep, earth-shaking rumble that vibrated through the cabin's very foundations. The windows began to rattle in their frames, and dust rained down from the ceiling. Alistair, his heart pounding in his chest, looked at the silent music box in his hands, then at his terrified companions.
By Tales That Breathe at Night4 months ago in Horror