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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.
Whispers of the Silent Jungle
Whispers of the Silent Jungle Written by Mirza Ayan and Meher had been together for three years, bound by a love that grew stronger with every shared sunset, late-night talk, and spontaneous plan. Both city dwellers from Milan, Italy, they longed to escape the buzzing noise of daily life. Ayan, a nature photographer, proposed a weekend getaway to the Val Grande National Park—Europe’s largest wilderness area and one of Italy’s most isolated jungles.
By Moonlit Letters6 months ago in Horror
Reflection at 3 a.m.
At precisely 3 a.m., the air in Mara’s small attic room felt colder than usual. A damp, heavy silence pressed against her chest, making each breath feel like an effort. Outside, the wind rattled the windowpane, but it wasn’t the wind that had woken her.
By Mati Henry 6 months ago in Horror
The Mirror That Watched Me Sleep
It all started when I moved into my cousin’s old apartment in Lahore—a modest, second-floor unit tucked above a quiet tailor shop in a narrow alley. The place was small, quiet, and cheap—perfect for a college student like me trying to survive on a tight budget. It had everything I needed: a working kitchen, a creaky bed, and a balcony view of tangled wires and rooftops. But there was one thing that didn’t sit right with me from the moment I entered—the mirror in the bedroom.
By Express Lane6 months ago in Horror
A Child’s Imaginary Friend Is Not Imaginary
Rain lashed against the windows of the old countryside cottage, its rhythm echoing through the empty halls like a warning. Eliza wrapped a blanket tighter around herself as she watched her daughter, Lily, seated cross-legged in the center of her bedroom, giggling softly at nothing.
By Abdu ssamad6 months ago in Horror
Episode 15: A Deal
The sky was the color of old bruises, and the buildings were just teeth the earth forgot to swallow. Anya waited in the mouth of a collapsed parking garage, with one eye painted black and a necklace of vertebrae clinking like windchimes for ghosts.
By Paper Lantern6 months ago in Horror
Salililar. Content Warning.
(From the series: Salyelilar) At the edge of a forgotten village—so far removed from the maps of men and the whispers of pilgrims—lived a girl named Salyelilar. Her blood was purely rural, raised among wheat fields and goats, until one day she grew tired of the suffocating rhythm of ordinary life. She left her family’s home and built a small mud-and-reed hut near the old river, where twisted trees lined the shore like silent guards of ancient time.
By Mohamed hgazy6 months ago in Horror
Don't Bother Alice
Mikey lived in a town that was pretty rural and small. There weren't many kids in his hometown. As a current Junior in high school, barring any unfortunate circumstances and drop-outs, there would only be 74 students graduating along side him. The town itself was as quiet and unchanging as one would expect. Not much to do for teenagers except to join a team of some kind, see a movie, or make up their own trouble. Given just how rural the area was, the trouble the teens got into involved hitting mail boxes or pranking one another. Nothing too serious. After all, all parents in town either knew each other, or knew someone who knew the other. It was too small a town to risk making real enemies with the other residents. Everyone was so connected with everyone else in the community that even parking lot gossip got to parents, school officials, and even town officials right away. Fights were often squashed before they could even begin. Did you not like Diane from 3rd period? Well you better find a way to get over it fast or good luck getting her dad or any of his friends to fix any problems with your pipes in the winter.
By Cari Maxwell6 months ago in Horror
