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Under The Bed. Top Story - July 2025. Content Warning.
When I was a child, I had this odd friend. He wasn't some cuddly creature or a person like other imaginary friends were. No. My imaginary friend was this odd leathery creature with narrow black eyes and a huge, jagged tooth grin. That looked to be too big for his narrow face. Claws that wereabout three inches long and a sickly shade of yellow too. Long, disturbingly thin limbs that were a distinctly unnatural shade of white.
By Raphael Fontenelle7 months ago in Horror
The Finale - The Bone-Light: How an Orphaned Village Became a Mouth for Something Older. Top Story - July 2025.
CHAPTER 11: The Salt-Rite of the Remaining Three April 11th, 1980 - Ruins of Borsk Orphanage (Sealed Site) The Invitation to Return
By Tales That Breathe at Night7 months ago in Horror
I Saw My Dead Sister in the Window. AI-Generated.
I. I didn’t want to go back to that house. It had been empty for years, rotting on the edge of town like a scab everyone ignored. But after my mother died last month, the house became mine. The lawyer said I could sell it “as is,” but he advised I at least clean it out first.
By Ali7 months ago in Horror
The Caves in Younger's Holler
Title: The Caves in Younger's Holler (Reimagined Version) I told them we shouldn’t have come. I had that pit-in-your-stomach feeling before we even left the house, but no one ever listens to me. I’m always the quiet one in the group — the one people talk over, the afterthought. Normally, I don’t mind taking the backseat, watching friendships unfold from a distance. But not tonight. Tonight was different. I really wish they had listened.
By waseem khan7 months ago in Horror
Don't Leave
As the sun set on the Valdez home, Sergio stood on the back porch saying a prayer for his dear cat, Reina, whom he’d lost only three days earlier. She was a beautiful black cat who, in her heyday, had been given the nickname “the queen of rats,” for her prowess as a hunter. He still remembered the day she came up to him–a stray kitten–when he was just a small child playing behind his house. She had been his oldest friend; even his wife and child hadn’t known him half as long.
By Test7 months ago in Horror
The Midnight Dressmaker
In the quiet village of Gallowmere, where the moon always seemed just a little too full and the air always smelled faintly of roses and ash, there was once a woman named Elara. She was known far and wide as The Midnight Dressmaker.
By Silas Blackwood7 months ago in Horror
I'm Still in Here!. Content Warning.
My name is Jessica… and I didn’t survive the zombie apocalypse. I remember the exact moment I turned. The world tunneled into darkness.
By Dblkrose7 months ago in Horror
The Ghoul’s Cave – Curse of Blood
Part One: The Ghoul’s Cave In a remote village surrounded by dense forests and silent mountains, there was an old legend passed down for generations, warning people never to enter the Black Cave on the western slope. They said whoever entered never returned, and their screams echoed through the mountains for days.
By Alaa Atallah7 months ago in Horror
Childhood fears fade
It always started at 12:00 a.m. I had no idea how I knew the time; maybe it was the ancient digital clock on my bedside table, which glowing red in the dark like eyes. Or perhaps it was my body simply learning when to feel fear.
By Meen7 months ago in Horror
Vile Creature. Content Warning.
The Webbs were not a happy family. To their small community, they seemed perfectly well adjusted, if a bit different. The truth kept behind closed doors was much uglier. They were a family of four: Mr. and Mrs. Webb, their son, the eldest, and their daughter, the youngest.
By Test7 months ago in Horror
Rise of the Fallen Lion
The Kingdom of Vaeloria was once the shining jewel of the East — a land of honor, tradition, and unbreakable bloodlines. At the heart of its glory stood General Arion Varyan, known across the lands as “The Lion of Vaeloria.” Feared by enemies and revered by his people, Arion was more than a warrior; he was a symbol of loyalty, courage, and sacrifice.
By Masih Ullah7 months ago in Horror
Season 3 - The Bone-Light: How an Orphaned Village Became a Mouth for Something Older
CHAPTER 9: The Child Who Sang With No Mouth : How The Orphanage Fire Left Three Survivors With a God’s Song April 4th, 1980 - Borsk Regional Hospital (Secure Burn Ward, Room 12-C)
By Tales That Breathe at Night7 months ago in Horror