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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.

Shadows of the Veil - I
Jessica lay in bed, sweat recoloring her pad and sheets. The room was a chaotic mess, grimy dress undefined from the clean ones strewn almost the floor. The ceiling fan squeaked in a consistent cadence and she was grateful for the white clamor. It suffocated out the quiet, which might be stunning at night. The hush was nearly as terrible as the obscurity. In spite of the fact that she was well into her twenties, Jessica’s little room was lit by a delicate night-light in the shape of a bow moon. The obscurity had a way of inching up on her, and if she wasn’t cautious, it would swallow her entirety.
By Shams Says2 years ago in Horror
Retirement Never Looked So Grim - II
He was anticipating us to dispatch ourselves at him. Zombies are ten times more grounded than livings and we don’t respond to harm. As it were thing that can murder us (so I am told by those who show up to know more than me) is a bullet straight to the brain or our heads being cut off.
By Shams Says2 years ago in Horror
Backtracking into Darkness
Two a long time prior, I gazed into the eyes of a small dead young lady. She was sprawled on a few thruway, profound in what utilized to be the Midwest, her dead, aging eyes gazing past me, and up, up, up, into the sun-bleached sky.
By Shams Says2 years ago in Horror
Whispers from Venus' Grave
The young lady in the memorial park is your best companion, so you take her domestic. The night is a bruise between you, a smudge of rebel in the traveler window; the colour of natural product cleared out out to putrefy. The body pries at her seatbelt, a finger, at that point two. The radio echoes inactive, the body rearranges in her situate. You consider the confront; the comparative cut of jaw, the nose bumped from where a baseball had hit her at twelve, fair somewhat off middle. The skin like a rain-licked plastic sack. The stink of musk and sulfur. You need to see absent but you cannot. She's so lovely, indeed like this. Your headlights rake chattered openings through the soil street, a yellow like jaundice. Your hands are firm from the cold, your lips split. The young lady close to you is dead and you are bringing her home.
By Shams Says2 years ago in Horror
An Offer You Can't Refuse!
The door behind him slammed shut. Sweat poured down from his brow. I almost accidentally did pee my pants. What on earth, Lisa? I mean, I did hate her but not enough to kill her. Apparently, someone else did? How the heck did she end up here? Questions swirled like tornadoes in my head.
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Horror
Evil Elf On Shelf
It started innocently enough. The tiny elf doll arrived in a box adorned with cheerful holiday decorations and a handwritten note. The note simply read: “To bring joy and mischief to your home, the Elf on the Shelf has come. Keep him on display and let the holiday magic unfold.”
By Modhilraj2 years ago in Horror
The Curse of the Christmas Ornament
Snow blanketed the small town of Wicker's Hollow, transforming its cobblestone streets and rustic homes into a picturesque holiday postcard. The Johnson family had just moved into an old Victorian house, inherited from a distant relative they had barely known. Excited to start fresh, they decided to celebrate their first Christmas in the new home with flair.
By Modhilraj2 years ago in Horror
Un(con)Trolled Podcast
Podcast networks spend millions of dollars on top-notch audio fiction that typically attracts hordes of listeners and opportunistic advertisers. For example, Spotify scored big with Batman Unburied in 2022 and has recently released Batman Unburied: Fallen City.
By Frank Racioppi2 years ago in Horror
The Invitation
"We’re excited to invite you to join our exclusive team!" The email came from a company Ava had never applied to, but the phrasing intrigued her. The message was vague—no job title, no salary, no details about the role. Instead, it simply read:
By Anthony Scott2 years ago in Horror
The Real Haunted Story of Edinburgh’s South Bridge Vaults
Bridge vaults are located under the historic walled city of Edinburgh, Scotland. These subterranean tunnels and chambers were the home places of the destitute, and the criminals throughout the time period in which they were constructed. When circumstances deteriorated, the chambers and tunnels of the gloomy stone vaults became homes and places of employment for merchants and traders. However, as conditions worsened, the chambers and tunnels became the homes of the poorest residents of Edinburgh. And they were there that they often passed away. The vaults were filled with prostitution, poverty, bloodshed and disease. And notorious serial murderers have been known. To conceal their filthy work inside the stone depths itself. In Scotland, the industrial period brought about employment and income, but housing planning and public health did not advance at the same rate as other aspects of society. Living conditions in urban areas were quite deplorable.
By TheNaeth2 years ago in Horror
Cold
Damn, it’s cold in here! I’ve never felt this cold in all my life. I did come close once when walking across a lake and the ice gave way. The freezing water soaking through every stich of clothing causing me to gasp as all the air rushed from my lungs. Ironically, it was those same saturated clothes coupled with the frigid air that saved my life. I placed my jacket arms and mittens with my hands in them on the ice and they quickly froze to the lake surface. Now I had the leverage needed to pull myself out of the water. Ice crystals immediately formed over my entire body. Fortunately, another ice fisherman saw the whole event and helped me back to a warm campfire.
By Mark Gagnon2 years ago in Horror
The Real Haunted Story of Sandwood Bay
Visitors often cite its beach as one of the most breathtaking that Scotland has to offer, despite the fact that it is located in a remote location and requires a four mile hike to reach the closest parking lot. The beach, however, is claimed to be the dwelling place of a group of unfortunate, ghostly sailors who were stranded a long time before a lighthouse was constructed in the early 19th century. This is despite the site's natural beauty and peaceful surroundings.
By TheNaeth2 years ago in Horror