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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.
Echoes Through a Silent Hall
If walls could talk, they'd tell tales of laughter and tears, of triumphs and fears, echoing within their halls without a hint of judgment. We stand tall as silent protectors, safeguarding against the elements, yet unable to defend against inner turmoil. Our stoic facade belies the weight of the events that unfold within our walls, where every action and emotion is sacred.
By Tommy Ballard3 years ago in Horror
"The Warning from Beyond"
Amanda had always been skeptical about the existence of ghosts, dismissing any stories she heard as mere superstition. That was until she inherited her late grandmother's house, a remote cottage on the edge of a vast, eerie forest. She had always loved visiting her grandmother at the cottage as a child, but now, as an adult, she felt a sense of unease whenever she entered the old building.
By Rosepetalsdot3 years ago in Horror
Megan and her Friends: A Haunting Tale
Megan had always been the life of the party, and she loved nothing more than spending time with her closest friends. They were a tight-knit group, and they had been through everything together, from the ups and downs of high school to the challenges of college.
By Rosepetalsdot3 years ago in Horror
"The Haunting of the Creaky Mansion"
Jack had always been a curious and adventurous young man, eager to explore the unknown and uncover the truth behind the rumors that circulated in the small, isolated town where he lived. He had heard the stories of the haunted mansion for as long as he could remember, and he was determined to find out if they were true.
By Rosepetalsdot3 years ago in Horror
Butcher
Sebastian Stiles called it art – to me it was butchery of the most violent and monstrous kind. I am a hollow man, a wretch doomed to an afterlife of purgatory and everlasting suffering and this destiny is exactly what I deserve. To serve a man like Stiles was not without benefits, social standing came without question, endless quantities of money and good times to name a few, it was all there. Mr. Stiles became the toast of the town and I hung onto his coat tails and relished every second. However, that was two years back, now I speak these words as I languish in my cell, it is a foul-smelling detestable place fit only for the rats and eight legged creatures that roam freely amongst its dark corners of damp and disease.
By Jonathan Peach3 years ago in Horror







