slasher
Don't open that door! Psycho made slasher films a hallmark of the horror genre; explore iconic hackers, slashers, and chainsaw-wielding psychopaths, from the safety of your living room.
The Teacher is a Monster Part 2
Here is Part 1 I didn’t sleep that night. Every time my eyelids grew heavy, I heard it—the faintest scrape of claws against glass, the whisper of my name curling through the air like smoke. My fingers ached from gripping the scissors too tightly, but I couldn’t let go. Not until the first light of dawn bled through my curtains. Only then did the tapping stop.
By Amaze Lane11 months ago in Horror
The Invisible Guest A Mysterious 3 AM Enigma. Content Warning.
A Lasting Phenomenon The noise started softly, a soft knock echoing within the stillness of the night. I originally ignored it as a natural creak of an old house, the playfulness of nighttime animals, or even the wind attempting to push its way past the strength of my entrance door. But week after week went by and the knocking continued with alarming regularity. Night after night, exactly at 3 AM, the knock would come. And night after night, when I'd go in to investigate, I'd find nothing outside the door—no trace, no fleeing figure, no possible explanation of the commotion.
By Ratnadeep Mandrekar11 months ago in Horror
Halloween BloodBath
Cyrus Sullivan peered in at Josie Baxter, Tyler Baxter’s mother as she washed the dishes. He felt the bulge in his pants grow larger as he watched her pendulous breasts rock back and forth as she scrubbed the marinara sauce from the plate. The yellow gloves glistened from the soapy water. Steam rose from the water as it gushed from the faucet. Cyrus hugged himself as the chill from the October night clung to his bones. Cyrus wondered what he would do if Tyler found out he was spying on his mother.
By DJ Robbins11 months ago in Horror
Living In Mirror
Ever since I moved into my new apartment, something about the mirror in the bathroom felt... wrong. It wasn’t just the dim lighting or the odd angle at which the mirror was mounted. There was an unnatural quality to it—a faint hum in the air whenever I stood in front of it, like the mirror was alive and waiting for something.
By Amaze Lane12 months ago in Horror
The Hollow Men
The Hollow Men In the quiet, fog-shrouded village of Greywick, nestled between jagged cliffs and a restless sea, there was a legend that no one spoke of after dark. It was the tale of the Hollow Men—faceless entities that roamed the moors, their forms shifting like smoke, their presence heralded by the sound of hollow footsteps echoing in the mist.
By Himansu Kumar Routray12 months ago in Horror
The Whispering Walls
The Whispering Walls In the small, forgotten town of Black Hollow, nestled deep within a dense, ancient forest, there stood a house that no one dared to enter. The locals called it "The Whispering House," a name that sent shivers down the spines of even the bravest souls. It was said that the house was alive, its walls imbued with a malevolent spirit that fed on the fears of those who ventured inside.
By Himansu Kumar Routray12 months ago in Horror
