supernatural
The hidden world of all things supernatural; a look inside witchcraft, spells, vexes, black magic and other spine-tingling supernatural phenomena.
The Whispering Window
It was a cold September evening when Anna arrived at the cottage. She had never liked old houses. But this one — tucked in a forgotten European village — belonged to her late grandmother. The family wanted her to stay for two days, collect important documents, and prepare the house for sale.
By Muhammad Abuzar Badshah 6 months ago in Horror
Limited Edition Labubu Doll – Cute, Collectible, and Coveted
In a quiet corner of a bustling city, nestled between antique bookshops and cozy tea cafes, was a tiny store called Whimsy & Wonder. Its wooden sign swung gently in the breeze, painted with pastel stars and a sleepy moon. The shop was a hidden gem, known only to a few, and it held the rarest, most enchanting collectibles you could imagine.
By kamran khan6 months ago in Horror
“It Waits in the Walls: A Haunting No One Escaped”
The house wasn’t just old. It was hungry. We didn’t know that when we moved in. It seemed like a steal—sixty acres of forest, a long-forgotten farmhouse, and no neighbors for miles. For a family escaping the noise of city life, it felt like a dream. My wife said it was “peaceful.”
By Awais ur rahman6 months ago in Horror
“It Waits in the Walls: A Haunting No One Escaped”
The house wasn’t just old. It was hungry. We didn’t know that when we moved in. It seemed like a steal—sixty acres of forest, a long-forgotten farmhouse, and no neighbors for miles. For a family escaping the noise of city life, it felt like a dream. My wife said it was “peaceful.”
By Awais ur rahman6 months ago in Horror
The Man Behind the Bathroom Mirror: A True Account of Terror
I moved into the apartment on Oak Street because it was cheap—too cheap for a place in the middle of town. It wasn’t fancy, but it was mine. A one-bedroom with an old-fashioned bathroom and a cracked medicine cabinet mirror that looked like it hadn’t been replaced in decades. I didn’t mind. At least, not at first.
By Manisha James6 months ago in Horror
The Girl At No. 9 Part 3
We left the neighborhood when the circles began appearing in our yard—slowly at first, then faster. They weren’t just in the grass anymore; they showed up on the walls, in the dirt by the driveway, even pressed into the kitchen floorboards like some invisible weight had pushed through. My wife stopped sleeping. She stopped talking. Her eyes looked distant, hollowed out by sleepless nights and whispered prayers.
By Muhammad Shoaib6 months ago in Horror
The House At No. 9 part 2
After the fire, after the ashes cooled, the lot remained barren. But strange things started again—not loudly, not with drama—just… wrong. At night, lights flickered in windows that no longer existed, casting brief, shaky shadows that seemed to dance, as if the house was still trying to breathe. Mail still arrived, worn and creased, addressed simply to “Eira.” I picked up one of the envelopes once, curiosity getting the better of me, but the ink on the stamps looked faded, almost drifting away, and the return address was a water-stained blur. I placed it back on the stoop. The next day, it was gone.
By Muhammad Shoaib6 months ago in Horror
Whispers in Room 313
The House With No Past It started with a Craigslist ad. Three-bedroom Victorian, dirt cheap, barely an hour outside Portland. No neighbors for a mile. The photos were grainy, but I saw the charm under the grime. I needed quiet. I needed space. I needed to disappear for a while.
By Isabella Wood6 months ago in Horror
I Died Last Night
In the quiet darkness of the night, Aisha felt like she'd died. Not in body, but in the emotional landscape of her heart. She lay in her room, surrounded by shadows, thinking of him - the one whose arms were now "bereft of bloom". The walls of her room seemed to close in on her, amplifying the silence that had grown between them like a living thing.
By Jibran Khan6 months ago in Horror
