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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.
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Preacher leaned back in his chair, a distant look in his eyes. “I had this vision last Wednesday,” he began, gathering his thoughts. “I prepared myself for what you asked me last week about helping you guys out. In the vision, I saw a woman sitting in a chair, looking down, clearly sad. She was in a garage, and nearby, hidden among some bushes, was a baby covered in blood. The baby looked… evil. I can’t explain it, but its eyes were wide and it had this unsettling smile.” He paused, the memory vivid in his mind. “Then everything just vanished, and another vision took its place. The woman was still in the garage, but now she was crying.”
By Winston Benjamin6 months ago in Horror
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The Angel of Death, a nameless specter, had carved a path of destruction across the years, his confidence growing with each kill. Killing had become a routine; now, he craved chaos. Akkerstad, a small yet bustling town, was ruled by gangsters. Three main gangs held sway: the Zulus, the Mexicans (known as “The Guys” by locals), and the Ruthless.
By Winston Benjamin6 months ago in Horror
The Phone That Rang at 3:15 AM
It was an ordinary Thursday night. I had just finished scrolling through my social media feed and was ready to drift off to sleep. My phone lay on the table beside my bed, screen turned down, the room quiet except for the faint sound of the ceiling fan.
By Spondan Chowdhury6 months ago in Horror
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Preacher Jarvis is a man of God, a true apostle chosen by the Lord himself. The only difference between him and other godly men is that he isn’t officially ordained yet, but he is deeply saved by grace. His story is just as tragic as that of the Angel of Death—his mother was gang-raped by strangers, and she took her own life just days after he was born. He grew up in an orphanage, and like the Angel of Death, he gave his life to Christ at sixteen. But instead of walking the righteous path, he joined a gang and became a hitman, taking many lives.
By Winston Benjamin6 months ago in Horror
The Last Letter in Room 6B
When Claire rented the tiny apartment in the old brick building on Oak Street, she wasn’t looking for charm—just cheap rent and a place close to work. The peeling wallpaper, creaky floors, and drafty windows didn’t matter. What mattered was that it was hers.
By LUNA EDITH6 months ago in Horror
Room 214
The neon sign buzzed outside the motel like a dying insect: “Vacancy.” Elliot pulled his suitcase through the cracked parking lot, the air thick with the scent of damp carpet and stale smoke. He was tired, worn thin from a long day on the road and the weight of things left unsaid back home. The Sunset Inn looked like it hadn’t been updated since the seventies, but it was cheap and close enough to the highway.
By Junaid Shahid 6 months ago in Horror
