urban legend
Urban legends have captivated us from ancient eras to the modern day; a deep dive into scary lore and 'could be true' tales about Bigfoot, Slender Man, the Suicide Forest and beyond.
Appalachian Grandpa Tales- Cat Tales
Appalachian Grandpa- Cat tales The fire crackled merrily as Glimmer lay stretched out before it. The dancing flames made her skin twinkle, which was how she had gotten her name from Grandpa, and the dazzle sent diamonds onto the ceiling. I had stopped in the doorway to the living room to watch her as she sparkled, and she grinned impishly when she noticed me.
By Joshua Campbell3 years ago in Horror
The Otherworldly Attack
It was a dark and stormy night, and Samantha was driving home from a long day at work. The rain was coming down in sheets, and the wind was howling like a pack of wolves. She had just passed a sign for a town she had never heard of before when her car suddenly sputtered and died.
By The Truth Speaks3 years ago in Horror
The Cursed Watch: A Time Travel Horror Story
Miles had always been drawn to his grandfather's old pocket watch, but there was something sinister about it. Whenever he held it in his hand, a chill ran down his spine, and he felt like he was being watched by something unseen.
By Harsh Ashar3 years ago in Horror
A World of Darkness and Desire
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn’t my own. I stared at the image in front of me, feeling a shiver run down my spine. The person in the mirror had the same hair, the same eyes, and the same face as me, but there was something different about them. It was like looking at a version of myself that had been twisted and distorted by some unseen force. The longer I stared, the more I began to feel like I was looking at a stranger.
By Steffany Pope3 years ago in Horror
Dancing in the Dark
The mirror showed a reflection that was not my own. The entrapped image swerved past my vision in a blur of crimson and black; two figures locked tightly together in a furious twirling dance, so prominent in the mirror as to be almost upon me. They whirled in violent agitation, every limb seemingly in motion, tearing at each other in a frenzy that somehow never afforded a change in their condition or dress, a rocking, chaotic cacophony of sight that threatened to overwhelm me with only their forms. And that couple was just one of many, a fragment of the vast panoply of dancers in the reflected ballroom, all of them moving with fantastical intensity, their figures shrouded in red and black drapery, their faces masqued in Venetian styles, full-faced and adorned with feathers and glass and metal, but all somehow subdued, as if they were coloured in a minor key. Despite the heavy coverings, there were, among the heaving, feverish movements, occasional flashes of ivory as the couples whipped past; as a cowl slipped back from the forehead, or a cuff rode up briefly on the dancer’s arm, and the contrasting speck of white rang out through the demented red and black and dark gem-metal faces.
By Michael Darvall3 years ago in Horror
The Widow's Call. Top Story - January 2024.
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn’t my own. Percy obscured the foreground, followed by Donaghue, and finally myself in the rear. We rocked in the belly of a merchant vessel bound for the Royal coast; the mirror was the first piece of cargo stumbled upon in our pursuit of transport treasure.
By Zack Graham3 years ago in Horror
The Phantasmagoric Castle
When I was a child, I had a recurring dream that always left me feeling unsettled. In the dream, I found myself wandering through a misty forest with no clear destination in mind. The trees were tall and imposing, their branches reaching up towards the sky like skeletal fingers.
By M Bilal Anayat3 years ago in Horror
