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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 Psychopath Chronicles
It wasn’t that he like her, oh no, he had to have her. He watched her every day; the way she moved, graceful, strong, like a Tiger wrapped in the body of a forest doe. She was one of a kind. He had been watching her now for a month, more. He could tell she was unhappy, how she needed to be set free from her chains, how she needed to be his.
By A Darker Reality5 years ago in Horror
Dreamers
Water dripped from her face as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. "Aisling, you're gonna be late for school" her mother yelled from downstairs, shaking out of her daze and taking a deep breath, she began to do her hair. Her raven hair was sectioned into two and then french braided, she brushed her teeth and put on a bit of mascara causing her dark gray eyes to stand out. Aisling opened the mirror and grabbed the orange pill bottle labelled Prazosin. She closed the mirror and jumped at her reflection seeing the thing from her nightmares floating behind her. It had beady red eyes and a soulless face. She turned around the see nothing there and then looked back at the mirror to see nothing but herself. With a sigh she took her medication and then went downstairs to join her mother for breakfast.
By W h o e v e r c a r e s5 years ago in Horror
Hungry Little Mouths
Listen to the Podcast Creepy Cryptid Stories Welcome to Scary Story Time. I'm Spooky Boo and I've written a new scary story for you this week. It's a creepy little cryptid tale. One that you will cringe at when you think about exploring dark, unchartered caves or your favorite feathered friend. But don't all of my scary stories make you cringe just a little?
By Spooky Boo Rhodes5 years ago in Horror
Surviving Dinner
The Villain: Oh, the pleasure I feel at this moment! All of my friends, lined up on each side of the banquet table. There are nine of them. four on each side and one on the end. I’ve been planning this dinner for a month. Well, in all fairness, I have one of these dinners each month, so that’s really all the time I have to prepare.
By Jonathan Clarke5 years ago in Horror
The Cold Finding
Harry knocked on his neighbor's door just one more time before walking away feeling silly. He could see no lights on and it was past 2 in the morning the last he checked his clock. He wasn't sure how his good friends and house owners would take it, especially if he's known them ever since he moved across from their isolated cottage 12 years ago. His house was two-story, so it was always odd finding himself making another noise complaint instead of leaving it alone. To his surprise, his good friend Sam poked his head out the front window next to the door just as surprised. Harry gave a smile waving his hand when Sam turned his porch lights on. Sam opened his front door wearing a dark blue shirt and black shorts with comfortable slippers. It was funny to see Sam didn't look as tired as Harry thought he would be. Harry gave the warmest smile feeling embarrassed about why he was there. Once Sam opened up the door he yawned.
By Ajay Guizar5 years ago in Horror
The Old Woman
When I was little I would have terrifying dreams. I would dream I was at the edge of a cliff about to fall into thorns. Many times snakes would surround me and pull me to the ground, ready to consume me. I would get sucked into rivers and be pulled along unable to breathe. Monsters would chase me. Ships would sink. Every time I’d wake up an old woman would be standing at the foot of my bed. I would be paralyzed by fear until she’d fade away. She became the bringer of nightmares.
By Ann Ringle5 years ago in Horror
Just keep it Annie
Conner was still grumbling as he sped out of the highschool parking lot. His silverado made enough noise to wake the dead. At least that's what his grandfather used to tell him. But his thoughts came back to the situation at hand. Peggy Thomspons had just dumped him outside of the highschool gym. For A jerk named Richie Sanders. A string of obscenities flew out of his mouth. Why, because Richie’s family had money, Not just money, they were filthy rich. No one family should have so much money when others had to work so hard for it.
By MoriaCavandish5 years ago in Horror
That Changes Everything
Alison's heart raced with a potent mix of excitement and trepidation as she read her husband's enigmatic text message. The tranquil evening she had anticipated, one filled with the simple pleasures of a soothing bubble bath, a glass of exquisite wine, and indulging in the latest episode of the Bachelorette, was suddenly shattered. In an instant, her plans transformed into a thrilling and dangerous escapade, entangling her once again in the web of her husband's deceit. The silk robe she had planned to slip into was abandoned in favor of a stealthy all-black ensemble, as she prepared to embark on a rapid journey to her husband's enigmatic sanctuary deep within the mysterious woods, five miles away from their home. Nights like these tested Alison's loyalty to Mitch, yet her unwavering love for him always emerged triumphant.
By The Liv Chapters5 years ago in Horror
