supernatural
The hidden world of all things supernatural; a look inside witchcraft, spells, vexes, black magic and other spine-tingling supernatural phenomena.
The Eater of Men
The Eater of Men: In His Eyes, You're Meat There are some people who walk into a room and make the air colder. Not because of who they are, but because of what they are. When Malcolm Grieve walked into the diner off Route 41, his smile was wide and pleasant—but his eyes didn’t see people. They weighed them. Counted the ribs. Measured the muscle. In his eyes, you weren’t a person. You were meat.
By Top stories 9 months ago in Horror
The Haunting of the Mango Tree:The Three Sky Sisters
My name is Asha Akter. I live in the Bode Bazaar in Gazipur. This incident occurred about four years ago by my own aunt (my mother's sister). It's an experience that still spreads the fears of our family - not just once, but several times. I would like you to read this patiently, as there are some truths we may not see, but you can hurt us in silence.
By Joyprokash Roy9 months ago in Horror
Whispers in the Attic
When Daniel inherited his grandfather's old countryside house, he was more annoyed than grateful. The property, isolated on the edge of a forgotten village, was a creaking relic of the past. Still, he decided to visit for a weekend, thinking he might sell it after a few repairs.
By M Kamrul Islam 9 months ago in Horror
Forever
My name is Professor Edwin Price, and I am currently on the verge of a breakthrough in finding a cure for the AIDS virus. However, things have been complicated by the reappearance in my life of a young man called Barnaby Sedge, whose body now lies at my feet. It is the third separate occasion our paths have crossed over the past twenty or so years and to fully understand his effect on my life, I will start with our first meeting in 1979. Barnaby was a first-year medical student who had been sent to me for extra tuition in the evenings. He was struggling with haematology and even back then I was considered the foremost expert in the field. I never usually took on private tutoring as I found it interfered with my research time too much. In this case however it was for an old friend to whom I owed a favour, so I agreed. My colleague said he had seen great potential in this young man and wanted him to have every opportunity to fulfil this. Barnaby Sedge presented himself at precisely the allotted time outside my office door, and unlike most of his generation, he gave two firm wraps on the old oak door and then waited for a response.
By Phil Tennant9 months ago in Horror
Death Inc.
Technically, Jerry Carroll had been dead for seven days now. That was, dead in every conventional medical sense of the word anyway. It had all come as a bit of a shock to him, as you would imagine. Firstly, he had been somewhat down on his luck anyway, but being killed had really been a downer. Secondly, his death had been a huge mistake and it should have been someone else who’d copped it. He attempted a heavy sigh as he pondered this, but it sounded more like he was blowing a raspberry, as the flap of skin where his throat had been cut vibrated noisily in the escaping rush of air. Typically, he had been in the wrong place at the wrong time and had gotten involved with the wrong people. There was no denying he had been involved with some slightly dodgy dealings but had never intentionally hurt anyone and certainly didn’t deserve this. It should have been one of the other couriers, Al the Snake, who went on this particular delivery. Admittedly his memory was patchy at best; but now it was cracking up like an iceberg drifting further and further into warm waters.
By Phil Tennant9 months ago in Horror
Diary of a Forgotten Vampire
Diary of a Forgotten Vampire When You Read It, He Wakes. It was supposed to be a simple thesis. Emily Karr, a folklore graduate student, had been researching 17th-century vampire myths in Eastern Europe. Most of it was academic filler—plague hysteria, buried bodies, ancient rituals. But when she came across the legend of Valen the Pale, something clicked.
By Top stories 9 months ago in Horror
The Thirteenth Door. AI-Generated.
Rain slapped the windows of the Greystone Orphanage with the fury of a fist. Inside, the halls were dim and the lights flickered with every crack of thunder. Annie, barely twelve and newly arrived, sat on her cot clutching a flashlight and a dog-eared book, though her eyes weren’t on the pages.
By Hamdan Khan9 months ago in Horror
She Answered the Door Ten Years After She Died
Chapter 1: The Knock at 3:17 It began with a knock. Three slow, deliberate knocks at exactly 3:17 AM. Daniel Keller sat bolt upright in bed. His heart pounded as he reached for the lamp, casting pale yellow light across the bedroom. His wife, Aria, didn’t stir. Outside, the wind whispered through the trees, the house still and silent.
By Ikram Ullah9 months ago in Horror
Top 20 Mysterious and Haunted Places on Earth
1. Poveglia Island – Italy Off the coast of Venice lies Poveglia, an abandoned island with a terrifying past. It was once used as a quarantine site for plague victims, then later as a mental asylum. There are rumors that thousands of people died there, and many people believe that their souls never left. Locals avoid the island, calling it cursed.
By Shahidul islam9 months ago in Horror
