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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.
Frankenstein
Frankenstein by Mary Shelley is one of the most famous horror and science fiction stories ever written. But it's more than just a tale of a scary monster. It's a powerful story about science, ambition, loneliness, and what happens when we try to play the role of God.
By Muhammad Hayatabout a year ago in Horror
The Mirror | Horror Story | Creepy Story. AI-Generated.
The story begins. Neha was a simple girl of 23 years. She had recently rented a flat in an old part of the city. The flat was not big, but it was cheap and in a peaceful place.One day she was looking at old items in the furniture market when her eyes fell on a big and beautiful mirror in a shop. A mirror with a wooden frame, a little rusted but with a very royal look.The shopkeeper said,"It is a very old mirror, madam; it is said to be of the royal family... but I will give it to you for cheap."Neha liked the mirror very much. She bought it and hung it on the wall of her room.Little did she know, this mirror would not only show her face... but would steal her soul.
By Horror best kahaniabout a year ago in Horror
Old Trash | horror story | creepy story . AI-Generated.
Story begins🌙📷 Reena was a 22-year-old girl who had come to her grandmother's village for some time after finishing her studies in the city. The village life was peaceful to her—no traffic, no crowds, and no internet rush. But she did not know that behind the peace of the village lay a secret that would change her life. The grandmother was very old and had been ill for the past few months. One day she said to Reena, "Daughter, the back room has been closed for years. Clean it a little… you never know when you will be called upstairs." Reena hesitated a little, but agreed. After all, she wanted to help her grandmother. The closed room and old junk📷📷 That room was right behind the house, near the sea. As soon as she opened the door, a thick layer of dust and the smell of dampness welcomed her. In the corner were broken things, rusted utensils, and a big wooden box with a thick, old lock. As soon as she entered the room, Reena felt a strange uneasiness. As if someone was watching her. But she thought that maybe it was just her illusion. The fault of the box📹📹 Reena swept, wiped the walls and finally her eyes fell on the box. She had just touched it when the lock opened by itself. As if someone had opened the lock from inside. Inside the box was an old torn doll, some rotten papers, a photo album and some letters. On one letter was written: “Mother locked me here… but I will return. I am watching everyone.” Reena thought it was a joke. She picked up the album, saw some photos – there was a picture of a girl who looked exactly like Reena but anger, hatred and sadness were clearly visible in her eyes. The scary events begin😊😊 That night, Reena heard the sound of someone walking. As if someone was walking barefoot outside her room. When she looked outside the window, there was nothing. When she woke up in the morning, the same trunk was open again. Even though she had closed it herself. When Nani heard this, her hands started trembling. She said, “You touched that thing… my younger sister’s soul resides in that trunk… Shanta… she was mad… dangerous… and now she has returned.” Who was Shanta? Nani said in a trembling voice, “Shanta was small, but there was something strange in her since childhood. She would get angry at every little thing. One night she tried to kill the whole family. We were forced to lock her in that trunk… but she kept saying – ‘I will return… someone will be made in my place.’” Effect of the spirit👍👍 Reena kept that photo album in her room. Then for a few days strange things started happening – Cold wind would blow in the room even though it was hot outside The mirror would move on its own Reena’s mobile disappeared on its own At night a glimpse of a girl would appear in the mirror – the same one who was in the photo One night Reena saw in her dream that the trunk was open and someone was coming out of it. That girl said to her: “Now it is my turn… and your place has been made.” Nani's warning🤩🤩 Nani clearly told Reena, "There is still time... put that album back... otherwise you will be in her place." Reena got scared, but it was too late by then. She tried to put the things back in the trunk, but the trunk was not opening now. Body started changing🤔🤔 Now Reena's habits started changing. She suddenly started breaking things in anger, there was a strange glow in her eyes. Some nights she did not even remember what she did. One day Nani saw that Reena was standing in front of the mirror and someone else was visible in the mirror. She understood - now Reena has completely become "Shanta". Towards the end👀 One morning when the family woke up, they saw that Reena was not in the house. When they reached the old room searching for her, the trunk was closed again... and this time a soft knocking sound was coming from it. Nani understood—now Reena is inside… and the one who is visible outside is Shanta. Last words👀 The villagers say that that room is still closed. But every night, the sound of someone singing, laughing and screaming comes from there. Whoever opens that box… he himself goes into its captivity. Because old junk is not just garbage… sometimes it also has souls… and if they are awakened… then they never sleep again. 🤫😈👿💀☠️☠️☠️☠️💀💀💀👹🙀😽😼😻
By Horror best kahaniabout a year ago in Horror
The Widow's Secret
The Widow’s Secret by DJ In a village shrouded in eternal mist stood an old house inherited by the Albrecht family. The house had been silent since the tragic death of Mr. Albrecht two years ago. His wife, Mrs. Liora Albrecht, a young widow known for her grace and mystery, chose to remain in the house—alone.
By Dino Jauhariabout a year ago in Horror
Beloved
Beloved by Toni Morrison is one of the most emotional and unforgettable stories ever written. It is a novel that speaks about slavery, motherhood, memory, and the pain that people carry with them long after their suffering is over. Even though the story is deep and sometimes heartbreaking, it is told with such beauty and truth that it stays with you forever.
By Muhammad Hayatabout a year ago in Horror
Whispers in the Walls
Rain lashed against the crooked windows of Black Hollow Manor, each drop sounding like a faint tap on a coffin lid. The manor had stood for over two centuries, long abandoned and buried in the woods of Raven’s Hollow, where even animals refused to tread. Locals called it cursed. Stories of missing hikers, disembodied screams, and the faint glow of lanterns in the dead of night haunted the nearby village. No one dared approach after sunset.
By Sakibul Islam Sakibabout a year ago in Horror
Some Doors Should Never Be Opened-Even A Little
Emma noticed the keyhole the first night she was in the old house. It was on the door at the end of the hallway — solid oak, locked tight, no knob, just a small brass keyhole no bigger than her pinky nail. The realtor had mentioned the room was “sealed off” due to renovations, but Emma had bought the house cheap and as-is. She didn't think much of it.
By Mazharul Dihanabout a year ago in Horror
Moby-Dick
Moby-Dick, written by Herman Melville and published in 1851, is one of the greatest adventure novels in American literature. It's a story about a dangerous journey across the ocean, a mysterious white whale, and one man's obsessive quest for revenge. But it’s also a deep book filled with meaning about life, death, nature, fate, and the struggle between man and the unknown.
By Muhammad Hayatabout a year ago in Horror
The Abnormal Visitor At the exceptionally edge of the town stood a long-abandoned library.
A long time ago, it was the heart of information and learning. Understudies from adjacent zones would assemble there to think about, perused, and unobtrusively rest between racks. But one night, a fire broke out. In spite of the fact that the flares were quenched, the boy who had fallen asleep was never found. Since at that point, the library entryways had remained closed—sealed by quiet and puzzle.
By Israquzzaman Ronyabout a year ago in Horror
