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Horror fiction that delivers on its promise to scare, startle, frighten and unsettle. These stories are fake, but the shivers down your spine won't be.

The Reflection Room
The Reflection Room In Room 313, the mirror doesn’t show your reflection—it shows your last breath. No one spoke about Room 313 at the Halberd Hotel. It wasn’t listed online. The numberplate was tarnished and crooked. Housekeeping never entered it unless ordered. And when they did, they said it always felt a few degrees colder, like the walls exhaled something the HVAC couldn’t control. But for Thomas Vellman, a curious and recently heartbroken travel blogger, Room 313 was exactly what he wanted: isolation, mystery, and a good story. He arrived just after sunset, dragging his worn suitcase behind him. The clerk hesitated when Thomas asked for a “room nobody usually books.” After a moment’s pause, she slid him the brass key to 313, avoiding his eyes. “This one’s not on the app,” she said, as if that explained everything. Thomas only smiled. “Perfect.”
By Abdul Basitabout a year ago in Horror
Videodrome is the Weirdest and Most Disturbing Body Horror Masterpiece
Have you ever wanted to watch forbidden footage that caught your curiosity? Did you instantly regret watching the footage once you did? Did you feel uncomfortable, wondering what the hell just happened?
By Emy Quinnabout a year ago in Horror
“I Fed a Stray Dog — What Came to My Door the Next Night Will Haunt Me Forever”
It started on an ordinary Tuesday night — the kind of night that feels so uneventful it almost makes you restless. I’d just moved into a small rental house on the edge of town, the kind of place that seemed charming in daylight but turned sinister when the sun dipped below the trees.
By shahid aliabout a year ago in Horror
The House on 6th Street Only Exists at 3:13 AM
The House on 6th Street Only Exists at 3:13 AM by[Javid khan] There’s a story that floats around our town. You hear it from insomniacs, bartenders, graveyard shift workers, or teens daring each other behind gas stations. They say there’s a house on 6th Street that only appears at exactly 3:13 AM. Not before. Not after. It’s not on Google Maps, not in the county records, and if you go looking during the day, all you'll see is a cracked sidewalk where weeds grow tall.
By PROFESSOR PROFESSORabout a year ago in Horror
The Finale - The Bone-Light: How an Orphaned Village Became a Mouth for Something Older. Top Story - July 2025.
CHAPTER 11: The Salt-Rite of the Remaining Three April 11th, 1980 - Ruins of Borsk Orphanage (Sealed Site) The Invitation to Return
By Tales That Breathe at Nightabout a year ago in Horror
V. The Tale of an Ugly "Duckling". Content Warning.
Before the tales, before the songs, there was a nameless lake. Small. Silent. But leaves did not float upon it. They sank.
By The Lost Talesabout a year ago in Horror
IV. The Beauty and The Beast. Content Warning.
Before the curse, before the blood, there was a house. A lonely mansion atop the hill, proud and silent, where the marble still gleamed and chandeliers danced with fire.
By The Lost Talesabout a year ago in Horror
III. Snow White, The Faceless Hunger.. Content Warning.
Before kings. Before gods. There was Sn'Whiate— the Faceless Hunger. A cosmic horror from time's womb, whose seed fell upon the earth like a plague wrapped in starlight.
By The Lost Talesabout a year ago in Horror
The Sound Beneath the Floorboards
The Sound Beneath the Floorboards It started three nights after she moved in. The apartment was older than it looked in the photos. The real estate agent had called it “vintage,” but Marla knew that was code for creaky pipes and forgotten ghosts. Still, the rent was cheap, the windows were big, and the radiator worked — most of the time.
By SHAYANabout a year ago in Horror
Don't Leave
As the sun set on the Valdez home, Sergio stood on the back porch saying a prayer for his dear cat, Reina, whom he’d lost only three days earlier. She was a beautiful black cat who, in her heyday, had been given the nickname “the queen of rats,” for her prowess as a hunter. He still remembered the day she came up to him–a stray kitten–when he was just a small child playing behind his house. She had been his oldest friend; even his wife and child hadn’t known him half as long.
By Testabout a year ago in Horror
The Contract
I took a tentative step forward, as if the elevator would swallow me and crush me with its metal teeth. It was my imagination talking once again, and I could tell that my two associates were getting restless with me.
By Emy Quinnabout a year ago in Horror
The Town That Skipped Midnight
When Adam Carter’s car broke down just outside the forgotten town of Greymount, he figured it was just bad luck. The engine gave a stuttering cough before dying completely, and his phone had no signal. He wasn’t even supposed to be there—his GPS had rerouted him off the highway for reasons it never explained.
By junaid aliabout a year ago in Horror