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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.
Hearing the Scales of the Storm
The pirate ship Coronado needed a miracle and soon. A storm was beginning to brew, but it wasn’t the biggest problem: The ship following the pirate ship was. The HMS Swansea would normally be faster, but its rigging had been damaged in the fight with the Coronado and was slowing it down; the fight had been recent enough that some among the crew of both ships had ringing ears from the cannon fire; he grinned as he remembered the fire from the cannons. My ears are still ringing from the sound! However, the ship chasing was hardly limping and would soon catch the ship running, especially as repairs were being done in transit.
By Jamais Jochim3 months ago in Horror
Chaonei No. 81: The Most Haunted House in Beijing
Chaonei No. 81, situated at Chaoyangmen Inner Street in Beijing, is among China's most famous haunted houses. The three-storeyed brick mansion, built in French Baroque revival style during the early twentieth century, is a protected historical building owned by the Roman Catholic Archdiocese of Beijing. While architecturally notable, it was missing archive records and the building's long, degraded silence that stirred the public imagination—prime for speculation.
By Kyrol Mojikal3 months ago in Horror
SEASON 2 : Whispers from the Lantern: The Keeper's Lament
Chapter 3 The drive back to the mainland was a tense and silent one. The team, a group of hardened professionals, were now a group of terrified children. The whispers from the lantern room were still in their minds, a constant, low murmur of sorrow and grief.
By Tales That Breathe at Night3 months ago in Horror
The Whispers Beneath the Well
: The village of Dharmora was small—tucked deep within the mountains, where mist clung to the trees like ghostly fingers. Its people were simple, their lives quiet and unchanged for generations. But at the heart of the village stood an old stone well, long sealed with iron bars and bound in rusted chains.
By Iazaz hussain3 months ago in Horror
Halloween Killer
Halloween is a special time of year, it means free candy and dressing up as your favourite fictional character. It is a holiday especially loved by those who love horror. However, once upon a time in Saint Francis, Milwaukee, there was a murder in the 31st of October unlike anything anyone had ever seen. A strange call was picked up by the police that night, at exactly 9:35pm. There had been a teenage house party that had already gotten out of control, young women were screaming in the background of the telephone call as the caller cried; "oh my god, there's been murder in my house! Somebody dressed in a Halloween mask and blue overalls, looking like something out of a horror film!" "Slow down, remain calm!" The operator breathed, "how many are injured?" "Injured?! Somebody's dead here!" "But nobody else was hurt?" "No!" "Ok... What happened?" "I think it was a guy, it might've been a girl, I don't know! They- they were dressed up head to toe, I couldn't make them out beneath their stupid Halloween costume." "You said they wore a mask, can you describe it to me?" "Ok, ok..." The caller calmed down, but the people in the background still cried and yelled in terror. "It was green, like a glow in the dark hockey mask... I think." "Ok, that's a good start. Is the killer still in the house with you?!" "I- I- I don't know!" The caller screamed. "Ok, lock you and your guests in a secure room. Please tell us your address and no matter what, stay on the line!" "Ok... Ok!" The caller told his address, then said, "everyone follow me, we got to hide someplace safe!" "Where are you all now?" The operator asked after a few minutes. "We're all in my bathroom, I locked the door." "Is the lock good?" "Not really." The caller sighed. "Well don't worry, we've sent two police cruisers to your home address, you must stay on the line but remain quiet until help arrives, do you understand?" "Yes..." The caller whispered, nervously.
By Joseph Roy Wright3 months ago in Horror
Whispers Beneath the Willow. AI-Generated.
There was a willow tree at the edge of the village — tall, ancient, and always trembling, even when the wind was still. No one went near it after dark. The elders said the roots were tangled around something not meant to be disturbed.
By shakir hamid3 months ago in Horror
What Would You Do For a Gallon of Sweetened Tea?
A tanna tree has been destroyed and, for the sake of my continued existence, I must plant another as soon as possible. For one of my age, tanna leaves make the only tea worth drinking. They filter the mana of the world into a product that can provide the sole sustenance that succors me. Made into a tea, sweetened just a little, it can make for a delightful afternoon drink, more than suitable for drinking by the pool in the bright noonday sun. After a few hours of recharging both body and soul, I can better refresh my mind in pursuit of my studies.
By Jamais Jochim3 months ago in Horror
My Big Fat Toga Party
It started with a knock. Kevin heard three raps on the door of the frat house and opened it. A corpse stood there waiting for him. Before he could respond, the corpse’s hand reached out for him. Tissue died where the hand touched Kevin, and the corruption spread quickly. In heartbeats, Kevin had lost his, replaced by cold, unfeeling flesh. He turned around and sought out doors within the house. The other corpse joined him. Within minutes the number of zombies had increased; as his frat brothers answered their doors, they were likewise taken and turned.
By Jamais Jochim3 months ago in Horror
