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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.
Claws Painted Black. Content Warning.
//TW: body horror// She half expected to hear organ music - Toccata and Fugue in D minor to be specific - as they crested the hill and pulled in front of the mansion. The sun had already set and dusk was giving away to a chill, misty twilight. Her dad killed the engine and sat back a moment, hand resting on the keys.
By M. A. Mehan 2 years ago in Horror
THE WICKED SMILE. Content Warning.
A typical day for Denise: after her office, she opened her mobile to check the daily agenda to perform. It was grocery day, so she decided to go to the nearest Walmart to get some utilities. She got a shopping cart and started adding the basic stuff, moving through sections, and checking the list. Suddenly, she lifted her head and noticed a strangely familiar person pass by her. She recognized him. Yes, he was the creepy old neighbor. She agonized over the memory of him constantly staring at her in the lift in the morning, and now she saw him in the mart . She saw him going into the section of tools. Curiously, she peeped through the racks, unable to see, she thought. ''Oh, my God! He is such a weird guy. Something is definitely alarming about this guy”, her sixth sense sends a signal. She stumbles, remembers about the groceries, and continues ignoring him. She moves around and continues her shopping. Finally, she completes her list and proceeds to the counter. At the counter, she saw him; he was far ahead in line, billing, looking hurried, and he left immediately. She waits for her turn. About fifteen minutes later, it was finally her turn to pay the cashier, putting her stuff in her bag. She notices the slip lying at the side; it wasn’t hers; it belonged to Mr. Anderson, the neighbor, out of curiosity. She read the receipt, which was listed as: duct tape, a hammer, and some nails. She thought to herself that the poor man had broken some of his furniture. "Poor, clumsy soul," she thought to herself. She threw the slip in the waste bin. Then she started walking to her favorite coffee shop to get herself a coffee and a donut; after all, she wanted a treat for the hectic day. drinking coffee, she was slowly moving towards the apartment, thinking about the workload this month. She was eagerly waiting for the weekend to come so she might get some much-needed rest. Admist all this, she reaches her building. She entered the elevator, pressing the floor 4 button, and 'DING' she had reached her floor. She gets off the elevator and moves towards her apartment. She carefully placed the bags of groceries down. Too exhausted, she opened her bag to find keys. After finding the keys, she pushed them into the keyhole, but when she pushed the door, it was open. Fear flushed all over her ….”How is this possible? My apartment was opeennn?'. She reaches for her Tasergun in her bag; there was a possible intruder in her house, so going without any possible self-defense gadget is probably the worst possible option to consider, right? now She enters the hallway, which is completely quiet. She cautiously moves forward with one hand gripping the tasor while dailing 911 from the other. Suddenly, her shoe stepped into a puddle-like thing. She looked at it carefully. She saw blood pool on the floor, chills went through her spine, and she proceeded towards the most possible crime scene and saw bolt laying motionless, her German shepherd who was tied with a rope, nails smashed in the face. She frantically ran towards him, eyes full of tears. bolt had a pulse; she was relieved, but then suddenly saw a note with a nail on him: ‘NOW HE WONT BOTHER ANYMORE’. She was astonished that someone could brutally harm her dog, and then, in a flash, she remembered that last week Bolt was continuously barking in the neighborhood whenever she took him outside for a walk. One day, he ripped apart the old man's shopper. Apologetically, she said to the man next door, 'I am sorry. He won’t bother you next time; I will take care'. He nodded with a wicked smile as she patted the bolt. Now she understands the receipt lying there.
By haya malik2 years ago in Horror
Waste Astronaut on a Waste Terrestrial
If you were to crash on an extraterrestrial planet, this is what would happen. After traversing interstellar star systems for hundreds of light years, you find yourself trapped on a planet that you have no knowledge about. You should remain within your spaceship and try to ascertain what is going on around you as long as it is supplied with food, water, and air. But time would be critical since your supplies would run out rapidly. Now, your purpose on this planet was not to perish, but to learn as much as you could about it in the process of attempting to survive. There's one thing you would need to find out before you could even see your surroundings.
By Philip Awuah Donkor Asubonteng2 years ago in Horror
You feel yourself slowly becoming a monster
In the hushed embrace of the night, where shadows dance to the rhythm of your deepest fears, a sinister tale unravels—a tale of metamorphosis, where the line between humanity and monstrosity blurs into an unsettling symphony. Brace yourself for the chilling narrative of a person's gradual descent into becoming a creature of the night, a monstrous entity that thrives in the corners of the unknown.
By Salman siddique2 years ago in Horror
Lost Deep in the Woods. Content Warning.
There once was a collage student, her name was Olivia, she was out camping when all the sudden she was pulled out of her tent. She didn't know by whom or what, all she could remember was waking up in the middle of the dark and moist woods. She could hear walking close behind her and she was scared, didn't know if she could even move, she was in such a state of shock she didn't realize the warm blood running down her leg.
By katelyn rose 2 years ago in Horror
The Hilarious Haunting of Mount Gigglemore- THE HORROR STORY
THE HORROR STORY High in the misty peaks of Mount Gigglemore, where the air was thin and the echoes of laughter carried for miles, there rested a secret that would make even the bravest adventurer quiver with both fear and laughter. Little did they know that this mountain, known for its majestic views and serene landscapes, had a darker side—a side that reveled in the supernatural art of hilarious hauntings.
By Salman siddique2 years ago in Horror
The Shadow Behind the Mirror- A story to chill your bones.
This is day 1 one publishing mysterious horror stories. Stay tuned. I have a wide range of stories to tell. In the quaint town of Ravenswood, nestled between ancient forests and shrouded in perpetual mist, there stood a decaying relic of a bygone era—the imposing Blackwood Manor. Locals spoke of it in hushed whispers, afraid to awaken the dormant secrets that clung to its timeworn walls. Blackwood Manor was more than just a dilapidated mansion; it was a spectral labyrinth that held within its shadows a tale known as 'The Shadow Behind the Mirror'—a story that transcended the boundaries of the living and the dead.
By Sizanul Islam2 years ago in Horror
Lycan's Bane: Blood Moon's Omen
In the heart of the remote village of Ravenshade, where twisted trees whispered secrets and the air bore the weight of centuries-old curses, a chilling legend held the villagers in a grip of fear. Generations spoke in hushed tones of the curse that transformed a man into a monstrous werewolf under the haunting glow of the full moon.
By Salman siddique2 years ago in Horror
Whispers in the Moonlit Grove
Eldridge was a town steeped in history, its roots entwined with the ancient woods that bordered its outskirts. Among the tales passed down through generations, none captivated the community quite like the legend of Emily – a little girl who vanished into the woods without a trace, leaving behind a haunting mystery that lingered like the morning mist.
By Salman siddique2 years ago in Horror
