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The Curse of the Labubu Doll
In the quiet town of Elmridge, nestled between mist-covered hills and ancient forests, lived an old toymaker named Mr. Thorne. He ran a curious little shop called “Whimsy & Wires”, cluttered with forgotten toys, wooden soldiers, porcelain dolls, and winding music boxes that played haunting lullabies. But none of these drew as much attention—or fear—as the Labubu doll.
By Junaid Shahid 6 months ago in Horror
When the Game Glitch Ate Me
I used to laugh at those online creepypasta stories about cursed games and haunted consoles. You know, the kind where a glitch pulls the player into the screen or a ghost hides in the code. I thought they were all nonsense. That was before it happened to me.
By Haris Raheem6 months ago in Horror
Under the Skin
I don’t remember who first suggested we explore the cave. Probably Liam. He was always the one who wanted to go off-trail, poking around where we shouldn’t. That day, there were five of us: Liam, Mel, Dee, Alex, and me. The air smelled like burnt pine and wet earth. We were two miles off the main trail in Bear Hollow, our phones useless and dead. No signal. No maps. Just adrenaline and too much confidence.
By Echoes of Life6 months ago in Horror
The Last Letter from Kandahar
The desert does not forget. The sand of Kandahar has soaked in centuries of blood, sweat, and silence. Each grain holds stories — of warriors, victims, and men who stood their ground when it mattered most. Among them lies the memory of Sergeant Faraz Malik, whose final act of bravery became more than just a tale — it became a legacy.
By Wings of Time 6 months ago in Horror
Whispers in the Floorboards
It was supposed to be a restoration project. Eli and Marla Winslow had bought the derelict house on the edge of Briar Hollow for next to nothing. Newly married and full of ambition, they saw potential in the century-old Victorian with its ornate woodwork and wide, echoing halls. It was their dream home, a fixer-upper with history and character. The townspeople, however, gave them strange looks when they mentioned the address.
By Atif khurshaid6 months ago in Horror
The River Waits for the Quiet Ones
The One Who Never Spoke Much Luqman wasn’t the kind of kid anyone worried about. He was quiet — the kind of quiet that made adults say, “He’s such a good boy.” He didn’t run wild, didn’t break things, didn’t shout over others. He walked instead of ran, whispered instead of laughed, and watched the world like it might disappear if he blinked too fast.
By Echoes of Life6 months ago in Horror
Ghost Dog in the Attic
When we first stepped into the weathered old farmhouse in Ravenwood Hollow, it smelled of age and secrets. Peeling wallpaper, uneven floorboards, and cobwebs in the corners told us stories long before the locals ever did. But rent was cheap, and Jenna fell in love with the place instantly. I was skeptical—but she said it had "character." I thought it had something else.
By Muhammad Saeed6 months ago in Horror
Pathogen: Ch. 17
"Jules, stay with me!" Marnie begged, her hands trembling as they pressed tightly on the Latino's injured abdomen. Although she'd wrestled him to the SUV's floorboards in record time, he was getting paler every second. Sweat stood on his brow and upper lip in huge beads, his chest jumping up and down with every short, shallow, labored breath. He had to be in incredible pain, she knew, but it was hard to tell based on the look on his face. If anything, he just seemed dazed; confused. Like he couldn't wrap his head around the fact that there was a bullet hole in his side.
By Natalie Gray6 months ago in Horror
