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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 Hollow Watcher
Lena had always considered herself a skeptic. She didn’t believe in ghosts or spirits, and certainly not in the strange legends her grandmother often told her about the old mansion at the end of the street. But when she inherited the mansion after her grandmother’s passing, she felt obligated to move in. The old woman had left no instructions, no will, just a set of keys, and a cryptic letter that simply read, “Be careful with the eyes.”
By Parth Bharatvanshi2 years ago in Horror
Whispers from the Hollow
There was a place, forgotten by time, hidden deep in the woods. A village so isolated that even the bravest travelers dared not venture there. It wasn’t on any map. Its existence was more myth than reality, whispered about in the distant towns where no one dared to speak of it for too long. The villagers called it The Hollow.
By Parth Bharatvanshi2 years ago in Horror
The Shadow in the Mirror
It was the summer Elise inherited her grandmother’s old, creaky house in the countryside. The home was beautiful in a haunting way, with weathered wood, overgrown gardens, and an eerie silence that clung to every room. There was only one rule her grandmother had left in her will: “Stay away from the attic. Never look in the mirror.”
By Parth Bharatvanshi2 years ago in Horror
The Lantern Keeper
A heavy fog rolled through the small fishing town of Alder Bay, settling over the crumbling docks and rusted boats like a shroud. Anna had always been drawn to the coast, the sound of waves calming her nerves, but this fog made her uneasy. It was thick, suffocating, almost as if it had a mind of its own. And then there was the lighthouse.
By Parth Bharatvanshi2 years ago in Horror
The Shadows Beneath
The old Morton family estate had been vacant for years, standing as a dark silhouette against the horizon, just outside town. Everyone knew the house was haunted, or so the story went. Whispers of curses, strange accidents, and vanishing children kept people away, and the once-grand mansion fell into eerie decay, overgrown with twisted vines and rotting wood.
By Parth Bharatvanshi2 years ago in Horror
The House That Whispers
The old Rowan House had sat abandoned at the end of the street for over fifty years. It was the kind of place kids dared each other to touch but never lingered around long enough to get a good look. They said the house had a voice—a soft whisper you could hear on a quiet night, murmuring secrets only the walls knew.
By Parth Bharatvanshi2 years ago in Horror
The Black Violin
They say it could only be heard in silence. In the small, forgotten village of Ravensmoor, the air was filled with tales of an eerie melody that swept through the trees on moonless nights. No one knew where it came from, but everyone recognized its haunting sound—the melody of The Black Violin. Generations had passed down the warning: Never follow the music.
By Parth Bharatvanshi2 years ago in Horror
The Mirror’s Echo
In the old Ashwood Manor, there was a mirror. It had hung on the wall in the upstairs hallway for as long as anyone could remember, its surface murky and clouded with age. The townsfolk said it was haunted, a relic of dark rituals practiced by the original owner, Lady Elara Ashwood, a reclusive figure who vanished mysteriously one cold winter night in 1894. The legend was simple yet chilling: look into the mirror, and it would reveal the darkest parts of your soul.
By Parth Bharatvanshi2 years ago in Horror
Whispers in the Walls
The small town of Ash Hollow had always been quiet, too quiet, and Ellie Taylor couldn’t help but feel that the darkness of the place crept deeper into her bones with every passing day. After a year of living there, she had grown accustomed to the overgrown streets, the eerie silence that hung heavy in the air, and the way the townsfolk would always smile too widely—too kindly—when they saw her. There was something unsettling about Ash Hollow, something she couldn’t quite put her finger on. And then there was the house.
By Zahra Syed2 years ago in Horror
The Hollow Portraits
It was supposed to be a weekend getaway—a short break to escape the busy city and take in the charm of the countryside. Eleanor had been longing for some peace, a respite from her hectic life. When her old college friend, Margaret, invited her to her family’s mansion, Eleanor couldn’t resist. The mansion had been in Margaret’s family for generations, and she often spoke of its strange beauty and the stories that surrounded it.
By Parth Bharatvanshi2 years ago in Horror
Riddles to Solve
Inspector Carter discovered video footage from an extravagant dinner where a renowned actress was nearly poisoned. After thoroughly analyzing the clip, he quickly identified the likely perpetrator. Take a moment to examine the image; can you deduce who attempted to poison the celebrity? The picture reveals that the second woman was indeed the culprit. She wore gloves to avoid getting poison on her hands and inadvertently harming herself. Moreover, any would-be poisoner would need to ensure the food looked appealing, and as you can see, the first woman's soup appears unappetizing.
By FRANCIS IKEGBUNAM2 years ago in Horror
