fiction
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.
Missus Carlyle's Ritual Room
The seamstress worked for three days on the hands alone. The gentle weaving of thread through viscous tissue, drawing lines and crosses into the decomposing cells with minimal visibility; it wasn’t good enough to just put the pieces back together. Like putting together a circuit board, each fiber had to be precise if the inferior materials were expected to work. To function like before.
By C.C. Moyer-Gardner2 years ago in Horror
Harmony In The Dark. Content Warning.
Echoes of Despair In the quiet town of Crestwood, the Thompson family's idyllic life shatters when their youngest, Emily, mysteriously disappears during a routine family outing. Panic sets in as frantic searches yield no clues, and the once warm home becomes a hollow echo of grief.
By Scott Lewis2 years ago in Horror
Undue debt Part 1. Content Warning.
A late January afternoon in 2007. Randy, a 23-year-old young guy who works in subtitling, sprawls on his sofa, haunted by the specter of his latest decisions in life. "I miss you" he chides himself, the guilt gnawing at him. As the clock nears 7pm, the phone rings. It's Kamal, Randy's best friend since high school, a bookworm whose quiet wisdom often balances Randy's impulsiveness.
By Hussam Joudieh2 years ago in Horror
Title: My Pulse Ghost
In the ethereal realm of storytelling, "My Pulse Ghost" emerges as a captivating narrative that weaves the delicate threads of life, love, and the supernatural. This enigmatic tale, penned with finesse, explores the interplay between the tangible and intangible, blurring the lines that separate the living from the spectral.
By Jamruth Niza2 years ago in Horror
The Memory Thief
Detective Alex Mercer stared at the small town, nestled between rolling hills and surrounded by dense forests. It seemed idyllic, but beneath the surface, something sinister was unfolding. People in this once tight-knit community were losing their memories, as if stolen by an unseen force.
By Lincoln VR2 years ago in Horror
I'll Play With You. Top Story - January 2024.
You’ll blame the dog when I kill you. I don’t blame you. After all, look at my face. You used to think I was beautiful, but now? Some of my face is missing, the plastic pieces soon to pass through his digestive system and end up baking with the pile of shit he leaves in your neighbors front lawn. The remaining cracked bits make me look like a puzzle made from a photo of Leatherface. My hair, once dark and lustrous, is nearly gone now, torn from the delicate holes my maker painstakingly crafted with her hands.
By Kenny Penn2 years ago in Horror
Sacrifice
It took eleven days to build the thing. Hours upon hours of hauling. First lumber, then kindling to the top of the barren mount. Trucks would arrive at the end of the dirt path. Lily put fifty dollar bills in strangers’ pockets while we trudged the wood to the sacred place. Some of the newcomers stared with confusion as we threw heavy logs to the top of the overflowing bundle. Before long, we built the pulley system, elevating the logs up and placing them on the top of the massive structure. It was like a giant’s game of Jenga with only one purpose.
By C.C. Moyer-Gardner2 years ago in Horror
Title: "Whispers in the Shadows: The Ghostly Arrival"
In the quaint village of Eldridge, nestled amidst rolling hills and ancient oaks, a tale unfolded that would etch itself into the annals of local folklore. It was a story whispered in hushed tones, passed down through generations, like a cherished heirloom. The title bestowed upon it was as haunting as the events it described: "Whispers in the Shadows: The Ghostly Arrival."
By Jamruth Niza2 years ago in Horror
Title: "The Enchanting Tale of The Sweet Ghost in the House"
Title: "The Enchanting Tale of The Sweet Ghost in the House" Once upon a time, in the quaint village of Willowbrook, nestled between rolling hills and ancient oak trees, there stood a charming cottage with a secret. This wasn't an ordinary secret, but a sweet one—a tale woven with the whispers of a benevolent ghost who had made the house its eternal home.
By Jamruth Niza2 years ago in Horror
Title: Whispers of the Spectral Lament
In the heart of the quaint village of Eldermoor, nestled between rolling hills and ancient oaks, stood a centuries-old mansion. The villagers spoke of it in hushed tones, claiming it was haunted by a ghostly presence that cried out in the stillness of the night. The locals called it the "Whispers of the Spectral Lament."
By Jamruth Niza2 years ago in Horror
