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Horror fiction that delivers on its promise to scare, startle, frighten and unsettle. These stories are fake, but the shivers down your spine won't be.

The Girl in the Wallpaper
Okay, so imagine this: you're spending the weekend at your cousin’s old house, the kind with squeaky stairs, dusty windows, and those weird old wallpapers that look like someone painted them a hundred years ago.
By Silas Blackwood7 months ago in Horror
The Mirror Room
You know how when you first enter a place, it just doesn't feel right? Not because something’s obviously scary. No blood, no ghosts. Just that quiet feeling in your chest like something is watching you—even though no one is there? Yeah. That’s what this story is about. A room full of mirrors. Seven of them. And one rule: Never look into the seventh mirror.
By Lucien Hollow 7 months ago in Horror
When a Human Becomes a Jinn
"When a Human Becomes a Jinn" In the forgotten sands of Qasra al-Tahir, the old ones whispered of a time when humans and jinn walked side by side — not in peace, but in fragile silence. They spoke of a curse, older than language, that could turn a man not just into a monster — but into something eternal, exiled, and untouchable.
By TrueVocal7 months ago in Horror
The House That Whispers Back. AI-Generated.
It began with a whisper. Just a breath of sound, barely there. Like the wind slipping through a cracked window, or a distant voice calling your name from a place you didn’t want to remember.
By Hamid khan7 months ago in Horror
The Vending Machine That Knew Too Much
In the middle of a sleepy town in Idaho, there sat an old vending machine outside a laundromat. It looked normal sun-faded stickers, dusty buttons, half the sodas always out of stock. Nobody gave it a second thought. Until one day, it spoke. At first, it was just a whisper. Taylor, a 17-year-old who washed her dad’s mechanic coveralls every Sunday, swore she heard it say, “Don’t get the grape soda.” Thinking it was a prank or her imagination, she pressed the grape soda button anyway. Nothing came out. Instead, the screen blinked: "I told you so. "From then on, the vending machine started getting... weirder. It gave advice. “Skip 3rd period today.” “Don’t trust the guy with the red backpack.” “Go home. Now.”
By mia hual7 months ago in Horror
Day of the Dead is a Great Zombie Film that Focuses on Both the Hope and Downfall of Humanity
Day of the Dead is one of those zombie films that really stands out from the rest. Instead of following multiple moments of zombie action, we are given a huge cast of characters that are experiencing different kinds of tension.
By Emy Quinn7 months ago in Horror
Charon's Well. Top Story - July 2025.
My black hoodie swallows me whole, just the way I like it at night. No one needs to see my eyes right now, not with my mascara running.
By Cypher Robinson7 months ago in Horror
Season 2 - The Bone-Light: How an Orphaned Village Became a Mouth for Something Older
CHAPTER 5: The Girl Who Drew Exit Wounds: How the Orphanage Bleeds Memory Date: March 20, 1980 - Location: Borsk, Abandoned Girls’ Dormitory
By Tales That Breathe at Night7 months ago in Horror
The Third Door
Miles Granger didn’t remember falling asleep, but when he woke up, the lamp was off. That wasn’t right. He’d left it on—he was sure of it. The bulb had been casting that sickly yellow cone of light over the motel’s floral carpet when he laid down fully clothed, exhausted from eight hours of driving and two cups of burnt diner coffee. He didn’t trust the room’s darkness—not with the humming ice machine just outside, or the mildew creeping up the walls.
By Silas Grave7 months ago in Horror
Echoes in the Crawlspace. Content Warning.
When Claire and Nathan Rivers moved into their fixer-upper in the sleepy town of Windmere, they thought they’d hit a jackpot—a four-bedroom craftsman with a wraparound porch, surrounded by pine and fog, all for half the price of similar homes in the city. “We’ll flip it,” Nathan had said, optimistic. “A year tops.”
By Silas Grave7 months ago in Horror
The Mirror Doesn’t Blink. Content Warning.
It was nearing 1:30 a.m. when Eli Mercer’s phone buzzed with a new delivery request. He debated ignoring it—he was already five hours into his shift and one energy drink past tired—but the payout was unusually high: $120 to deliver a package less than six miles away.
By Silas Grave7 months ago in Horror
You Ask, "I" Answer
The room was dimly lit, the air still with a peculiar silence that felt neither empty nor full. Just… expectant. Amara sat cross-legged on the hardwood floor, her laptop open in front of her. The screen glowed softly, casting long shadows across her room. Her heart beat steadily, but her mind raced with questions — not mundane ones, but the kind that visited her only in the late hours of the night.
By wilson wong7 months ago in Horror