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How-tos for all things horror; tips and tricks to help you write like Stephen King, tell a scary story, keep the monsters at bay and more.

The Knock at 2 A.M.
I don’t usually wake up at 2 A.M. I am the kind of person who sleeps like a rock. But that night, something pulled me out of my dreams—like a string yanking me awake.
By ETS_Story7 months ago in Horror
THE GHOST IN THE CODE - PART 5
Leo’s visit was a poison seed. It didn’t sprout into a immediate, dramatic confrontation, but germinated in the quiet spaces between their thoughts. The bookstore remained a sanctuary, but its caretakers now moved through it with the subtle vigilance of soldiers in a peaceful, yet occupied, city.
By Homepinx7 months ago in Horror
The Train to the Sea
Start writing...I had never taken the long train to the coast before. People always said it was too slow, too old, and not worth the trip. But I didn’t care. That morning, when the sky was pale blue and the air smelled like fresh bread from the bakery near my street, I packed a small bag and decided to go.
By Qaseem Ahmadzai7 months ago in Horror
THE GHOST IN THE CODE - PART 4
THE GHOST IN THE CODE - PART 4 The fire that consumed the community's secrets did more than just provide warmth; it forged a new, quieter understanding between them. The frantic energy of defense cooled into a vigilant, steady calm. Pages & Prose wasn't just a bookstore anymore; it was a statement. A declaration of independence in a world hell-bent on interconnection. They were an island, and they liked it that way.
By Homepinx7 months ago in Horror
Don’t Open the Door
I’ve always thought living alone was freedom. No arguments about dishes, no noise I didn’t choose, no one asking why I was awake at three in the morning. Just me, my books, and the quiet.
By ETS_Story7 months ago in Horror
THE GHOST IN THE CODE - PART 2
THE GHOST IN THE CODE - PART 2 The buzz inside Pages & Prose was a symphony Elena thought she’d never hear again. It wasn’t just the murmur of conversations or the ring of the old-fashioned cash register; it was the sound of a heart restarting. For weeks, the shop thrived. The story of the tech-wizard who returned a library to save a bookstore was a potent local legend, fueled by a beautifully human-interest piece that, notably, never mentioned VeriTech by name. Noah had become a permanent fixture, his sleek laptop now sharing a desk with her leather-bound ledger.
By Homepinx7 months ago in Horror
SCP-173 – "The Sculpture". Content Warning.
SCP-173 – "The Sculpture" Item #: SCP-173 Object Class: Euclid Special Containment Procedures: SCP-173 is to be kept in a locked container at all times. When personnel must enter SCP-173's container, no fewer than three may enter at any time, and the door is to be relocked behind them. At all times, two persons must maintain direct eye contact with SCP-173 until all personnel have vacated and relocked the container.
By E. hasan7 months ago in Horror
The Devereaux Deaths. Content Warning.
They say it began in 1694, when Captain Jonathan Devereaux, lord of the windswept estate in Cornwall, returned from the Indies with a fortune carved in blood and betrayal. He had stolen from friend and foe alike, selling cargo that was not his and leaving shipmates to rot in foreign waters. But his greatest sin was darker still: a betrayal of his own brother, whom he left stranded on a reef to drown, while Jonathan sailed home alone with the gold.
By E. hasan7 months ago in Horror
THE GHOST IN THE CODE CHAPTER 1
Logline: When a reclusive AI developer falls for the spirited owner of a dying bookstore, they must bridge the gap between analog hearts and digital worlds to save her legacy—and their unexpected love.
By Homepinx7 months ago in Horror
The Child Who Remembered the End of the World
Ethan was only seven years old when he began to speak of the end. Not in the vague, fantastical way most children did—no monsters under the bed, no dreams of meteors striking the playground. His words were precise. Too precise. He spoke of skies turning red, of oceans swallowing the coasts, of cities cracking apart like dry earth.
By LUNA EDITH7 months ago in Horror
Dreams Beyond the Horizon
Dreams Beyond the Horizon A Journey of Hope and Courage --- Part 1 – The Village of Ashen Fields The village of Ashen Fields was small, nestled between rolling hills and a river that carried more stones than fish. Life there was simple, quiet, and often difficult. Children learned early that survival came before dreams.
By Khan584 7 months ago in Horror
The Room Number 313
When I first moved near the university, I was desperate to find a place I could actually afford. Prices were insane, but then I saw an ad that seemed almost too good to be true: “Small room for rent, cheap price, available immediately.”
By subah alenzi7 months ago in Horror