psychological

Mind games taken way too far; explore the disturbing genre of psychological thrillers that make us question our perception of sanity and reality.

‘Come Closer’ is a Disturbing, Demonic Possession Tale with No Escape
I finished reading this book in one day. It was only 145 pages…of pure Hell. I did not expect the book to actually scare me.
By Emy Quinn9 months ago in Horror
Whispers From Apartment 313
Zara had only lived in the Marlowe Apartments for three days before she noticed the missing door. Her unit, 312, sat at the end of the grimy, flickering hallway. When she first moved in, she hadn’t paid much attention. The wallpaper was peeling, the lights buzzed with a low electric hum, and the elevator groaned like it carried the weight of the dead. Still, she was broke and desperate, and the landlord didn’t ask too many questions. That was good enough.
By Zaid Ktk9 months ago in Horror
The Harvest Moon Pact
No one born in Marrowfield asked questions during harvest. Not when the fog came early. Not when the scarecrows bled. Not when the woods screamed after dusk.
By Godswill9 months ago in Horror
Things You Can't Say four. Content Warning.
Playing with the toy was an unexpected delight for me. In so many ways. As I never thought that a simple crinkle toy could make me happy. I mean that’s all it is. A little ball of plastic which crinkled so satisfyingly. This just surprises me how much I’m enjoying the dumb thing. It just makes me smile as I swat the thing across the room. Running after it as fast as I could move. Well, ‘running’ is generous for whatever the Hell I’m really doing right now. It’s just really walking faster than I was doing before. At any rate, I’m trying to catch up to the thing as I smile wider.
By Raphael Fontenelle9 months ago in Horror
The Cursed Brides
The Cursed Brides: They Were Married to the Darkness In the small, secluded village of Ashmore, there was an ancient tradition that had been passed down for generations. It was a twisted and macabre custom, one that no one dared question. On the eve of each spring solstice, a wedding was held, though it was not the joyous occasion one might expect. The bride was always chosen from the most vulnerable of the village’s young women, often those with troubled pasts or families in debt. And though the groom was never seen, the wedding always went on, and the bride always disappeared.
By Top stories 9 months ago in Horror
A Mother’s Silent Cry, very sad story.
A Mother’s Silent Cry By [Dr Nivara bloom] The house had been quiet for too long. Not the peaceful kind of quiet, but the suffocating silence that wraps around your throat and doesn’t let go.
By Dr nivara bloom9 months ago in Horror
🕯️ The Marionette’s Curse
The townspeople of Grendel’s Hollow had always been wary of outsiders, but when Maël the Puppeteer arrived with a cart full of wonders, they welcomed him with rare curiosity. His marionettes danced without touch, performed without strings, and whispered secrets that made even the crows stop cawing.
By Godswill9 months ago in Horror
The Silent Room. AI-Generated.
It all began on a rainy evening in November. The kind of evening where the sky was a blanket of gray, and the wind howled through the trees like a warning from something ancient. Ryan had just moved into the countryside, looking for peace away from the chaos of the city. His new home, a small two-story cottage, was nestled between fields and forest, a good hour from the nearest town.
By M Kamrul Islam 9 months ago in Horror
The Whispering Shadows
Lena has always been skeptical of the supernatural. She grew up in a small town embedded between the hills and heard shares of ghost stories, but like most reasonable people, she freed it as mere mythology. That was up to the day she moved into her old home on Ashford Street.
By Abrar Siddik9 months ago in Horror
The Reflection That Isn’t Me
The Reflection That Isn’t Me I realized for the first time on Tuesday that I didn't have a problem. Convulsions in the mirror above the sink - a small delay - I choked it down with bad sleep. Maybe I blink late; my brain did the trick. But it happened again.
By Md Asraf Hosain9 months ago in Horror
A Mirror Showing a Different Person
The mirror arrived in a dusty crate without a sender’s name. Amelia had just moved into her grandmother’s house after her passing. The cottage was old, tucked away in a quiet village, filled with antique furniture, creaky floors, and the scent of lavender.
By Tanveer Ahmad9 months ago in Horror
My sister has always had a soft heart. Soft as sweetbread. horror story
Despite everything, she wept as she followed the elderly woman. Perhaps as a result of everything. I recall holding her while she wept, both of us covered in ash and her burned fingers from closing the oven door. After the tears, she was quiet. She trailed me through the awful house with its sweetbread walls and sugared windows. She put on her kirtle without saying a word when I offered her the outfit we had arrived in. She showed no whisper of response when we found the treasure in the attic, only nodded vaguely when I asked her to help me fill up the few bags we could easily carry back through the woods.
By Arif Hossain9 months ago in Horror