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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.
Room 404: Do Not Enter
Part 1: The Check-In The Fairhaven Hotel was old but elegant—an aging five-story building nestled quietly in a forgotten corner of the city. Its marble floors, vintage wallpaper, and brass chandeliers whispered of a long-lost golden age. Ethan, a travel blogger known for reviewing haunted and abandoned places, had heard about Fairhaven from an obscure Reddit thread.
By Ubaid Khan7 months ago in Horror
There’s a Man Standing in My Backyard. He Hasn’t Moved in Three Days
It started Sunday morning. I was drinking coffee in the kitchen, half-awake, looking out over the yard through the glass door when I noticed him—just standing by the treeline. Still. Hands at his sides. Staring.
By Habibullah. Shoukat Ali7 months ago in Horror
The Forgotten Silence: The Woman Who Watched TV for 42 Years
In a quiet attic apartment in Zagreb, Croatia, time stood still. Dust gathered like snow on the shelves, a teacup remained untouched beside a vintage black-and-white television, and behind a locked wooden door, a life faded away—unnoticed, unremembered, and undisturbed for over four decades.
By Hasbanullah7 months ago in Horror
The Blood Moon Pact
Transylvania, 1897. The storm rolled over the Carpathian Mountains like a roaring beast, its claws scratching the ancient stone of Castle Dracula. Lightning illuminated the sky, revealing a silhouette tall and thin as bone, standing at the highest tower, his cloak fluttering like a broken wing.
By Waseem Sahil7 months ago in Horror
Darkness
“I just want the pain to be over.” She thinks to herself as she silently sobs sitting at her office desk. The dwelling thoughts flood her head that life is just one big cruel joke. At one end of the spectrum her fights with her kids' father have mellowed out, but at the other end her life with her wife is still an ongoing tornado of chaos. Homeless and crashing at a family friend's place, the never-ending dread circles her mind “How am I going to survive this?” She hears soft voices in the background as her kids are playing on their phones in the other room. “I know I have to be strong for them.” Even at her lowest she knows her kids love her with all their little hearts, but even their love sometimes isn't strong enough to fight the swarming negative thoughts she fights inside. She tells herself – My kids would be better off without me. Or she tries to convince herself that the older the kids get the less they love her and need her. She knows these thoughts aren't the truth but in dark times the demons in her head are seriously convincing. To quiet the darkness, she goes outside, grabs the rig, sits in the chair and takes such a big hit her lungs weren't big enough to hold it in. She coughs so hard her lungs feel like they could collapse at any second but as she regains her breath the darkness slowly fades to the background. She feels lightheaded like the ground beneath her is swaying ever so gently. She feels the breeze in her hair and just for a second, she thinks maybe I can survive this.
By Halie Rawlins7 months ago in Horror
