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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 Real Ghost in Room 313
I never believed I would be the person who writes one of these stories. Ghosts were the stuff of old family tales, or movies you watch when you want to scare yourself on a rainy night. I used to laugh when people said they’d seen a ghost, until I checked into a run-down hotel off Highway 22 one cold October night, and ended up in Room 313.
By Express Lane7 months ago in Horror
The Walk Home
The Walk Home By [Zia Urrehman] Every day after school, I take the long way home. Not because the view is nice—it's mostly cracked sidewalks, flickering street lamps, and the occasional barking dog—but because of the house on the corner. Mrs. DeLaney’s house.
By Zia Urrehman7 months ago in Horror
I Am Only a Reflection. Content Warning.
I don’t remember when I stopped being me. I think it happened quietly. Like everything else in my life. Like the day I started signing his name on the electric bill instead of mine. Or when I stopped wearing perfume because he said it gave him a headache. Or when I looked in the mirror and realized I didn’t recognize the shape of my own mouth anymore.
By Anita Zielke7 months ago in Horror
No One Leaves the Lighthouse
The wind howled like a living thing, tearing at the cliffs and battering the lone lighthouse that stood against the endless gray of the sea. Inside, Keeper Elias Rowan lit the final lantern, his hands steady despite the storm that raged beyond the thick glass panes. His face, carved from years of solitude, betrayed no fear, no surprise. He knew this storm well. It came every year, on this very night.
By Waseem Khan 7 months ago in Horror
The Mirror Never Lies
When Anna inherited the old Victorian house from her late aunt, she didn’t know what to expect. The house had been empty for years, its paint peeling, windows dusty, and floorboards creaking with each step. Yet, the moment she entered, one item caught her attention: a large, ornate mirror standing tall in the dim corner of the parlor.
By Story Master7 months ago in Horror
He Followed Me Home — A Chilling Tale of Stalking and Fear
I live on the edge of a quiet highway town in northern Utah. There’s not much here—just a few stores, truck stops, and rundown motels clinging to the side of the highway like forgotten relics. Dirt roads branch off to lead into the outskirts, where scattered homes sit on acres of forest and overgrown fields. My home is one of them. Remote, peaceful, isolated. Most days, that’s exactly how I like it.
By CreepVille Horror Stories7 months ago in Horror
The Whispering Lake
They say some lakes are born from tears — of sorrow, of longing, of despair. But the lake that rested quietly between the cursed mountains of Qalith was not born of anything human. It was a prison. A prison for something ancient. And something wicked.
By NIAZ Muhammad7 months ago in Horror
