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The hidden world of all things supernatural; a look inside witchcraft, spells, vexes, black magic and other spine-tingling supernatural phenomena.
🪞 The Mirror That Kept My Shadow
Ahmed had been restless for weeks. Starting over was never easy. Three years of marriage had collapsed in a storm of shouting, betrayal, and one final, bitter decision. He’d left the old apartment and taken a small, dusty flat across town—cheap, a little decrepit, but far away from the memories he was trying to bury.
By Shehzad Anjum4 months ago in Horror
Regards, RIP. Content Warning.
Dearest Graham, By the time you read this, it will already be too late. For you. I have been wanting to write to you for a long time now. But so often, when I try to write what I wanted to say, I stumble over my words and then scrap the draft completely. You see, you were my everything for so long. I mean that very literally, as you damn well know. I had been isolated slowly and gradually from all of the people who loved and cared for me. That was your sly and calculated plan all along, wasn’t it?
By Paul Stewart4 months ago in Horror
The Mirror That Remembers
The Mirror That Remembers It was just an old mirror. That’s what I kept telling myself. I found it at a dusty antique shop downtown, tucked away in the corner behind stacks of broken lamps and chipped china. Its frame was black wood, carved with patterns so intricate they almost looked alive. The glass was cloudy, but something about it pulled me in.
By Talha Maroof4 months ago in Horror
The Silence of Oris – Part 2
Eric couldn’t breathe—not from the cold, but from the realization that Oris was not alone. The figures in the fog were not shadows or tricks of moonlight. They were like her, but different—taller, with sharper features, their silhouettes flickering with faint bioluminescence. Their eyes glowed faintly, unblinking.
By Shehzad Anjum4 months ago in Horror
Room Six. AI-Generated.
The motel looked like it had been chewed up and spit out by time. Neon sign half-hanging, windows fogged with grime, weeds clawing through the parking lot like they were trying to escape. Mara pulled up in a beat-up sedan that smelled like old fries and regret, parked crooked, and stared at the place like it owed her money.
By Cindy Gimnes4 months ago in Horror
Ditched and Re-Boxed
In the middle of the night, Brad suddenly woke up from what seemed like a push to his chest. He bolted in the bed and looked around. There was no one in the room, except Emily, peacefully sleeping on her side. He got out of the bed carefully, trying not to wake Emily up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. In the hallway, he heard some noise coming from the hunting room. He went there and saw the door’s padlock broken and the door ajar with dim light coming through from inside.
By Lana V Lynx4 months ago in Horror
The Last Candle
The Last Candle One Flicker Can Light the Darkest Secrets Rain slashed against the windows of the old Ashbourne mansion as Evelyn Moore hurried through the grand hallway. The house had been abandoned for decades, its once-grand walls now draped in shadow and dust. Rumors whispered through Elder Hollow that the mansion was cursed, haunted by secrets too dark for daylight. Evelyn didn’t care. Tonight, she had a mission.
By Muhammad Azeemullah4 months ago in Horror
