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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 Library of Unwritten Streams
Sasha had been streaming on Twitch for two years, with little to show for it besides a few loyal followers and a collection of half-finished playthroughs. So when a new user, “Archivist_00,” dropped into her chat one night and whispered, “You’ve been invited to The Library,” she assumed it was a joke. But the link they posted led to a login page that looked oddly like Twitch—except the logo was a black book instead of a purple chat bubble. Against her better judgment, she clicked.
By Musawir Shah6 months ago in Horror
"The Last Shift — 15 Minutes of Pure Terror (True-Style Horror Story)"
It was a stormy Friday night when Daniel locked up the small convenience store on the edge of town. The place always felt different after dark—too quiet, too empty, like the walls were listening.
By Naimat ullah6 months ago in Horror
When the Mirror Forgets Your Face
The first time the mirror forgot me, I thought it was a trick of the light. I’d come home from a long shift at the bookstore, my hair damp from a sudden autumn storm, my bones carrying the heaviness of rain. The apartment was dark except for the faint orange streetlight bleeding through the kitchen blinds. I didn’t bother turning anything on—just headed to the bathroom, kicked the door shut, and reached for the sink.
By Sahir E Shafqat6 months ago in Horror
The Day I Quit My Job Without a Plan
I didn’t plan it. I didn’t even think about it for more than a few seconds. One moment I was staring at my computer screen, pretending to work, and the next, I was typing my resignation letter. No job offer waiting, no backup plan, no neat little safety net — just a sudden, unshakable certainty that I couldn’t stay another day. Some choices are made with careful strategy. This one was made with a pounding heart and sweaty palms.
By Enric Milly6 months ago in Horror
The House That Remembers
The House That Remembers When Claire’s grandmother died, she left her an old Victorian house on the edge of town — the kind of place that made strangers stop and stare. Faded blue shutters, tall arched windows, a wraparound porch that creaked with every step.
By Muhammad ali6 months ago in Horror
A Final Dance With Death
“We were all angels, once,” Morteziel says wistfully. A mere shadow of her former self, golden wings blackened by what she’s become: Death, one of the four horsemen of the apocalypse. The horse she sits on is white, pale as- well, her. How I hate the dark cowl that obscures her face, hides her silver hair that shines with moonlight.
By Muhammad Sabeel6 months ago in Horror
Send to Kill. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
The New Guys—a name whispered among the townsfolk of Akkerstad—had a darker origin. It all began in Mexico with Marco Lopez, the eldest of seven children, who grew up in a neighborhood rife with gangs. Following in his father’s footsteps, Marco joined the Cartel, leveraging the legacy of his family. His great-grandfather was a gifted businessman, a trait that seemed to run in the Lopez bloodline. Unfortunately, the family legacy took a darker turn with his grandfather, who initiated the gangster lifestyle, a tradition passed down to Marco and his father.
By Winston Benjamin6 months ago in Horror
