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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 Shadows Beyond the Door
It was a stormy night when Zara moved into her late aunt’s old mansion at the edge of the woods. The place had been abandoned for years, standing isolated and silent, like a specter from another time. Zara wasn't superstitious, but the locals had warned her about the "shadows beyond the door." Brushing off their fears as small-town superstition, she was ready for a fresh start, unaware of the horrors lurking within those old walls.As she unpacked, strange noises echoed from the mansion's upper floor.
By Iram zahid 2 years ago in Horror
The Demon and the Priest: A Tale from an Egyptian Village
The Demon and the Priest: A Tale from an Egyptian Village In a quiet Egyptian village during the early 1960s, a tragic story unfolded, leaving a lasting mark on the memories of its people. It is a tale of jealousy and vengeance, where suspicion drove a peaceful community to the brink of chaos. This story blends reality with local folklore, bringing to life the dark consequences of unchecked emotions and the supernatural forces that seemed to accompany them.
By Ali Sadeek Ahmed2 years ago in Horror
The Corner Room
It was hot. It was sweltering hot. The sun was at its peak and here I was out with my roommate, Chinsi, searching for a new room to move to. The room we currently resided in was haunted enough that I didn't need another encounter with a ghost to convince me to switch rooms.
By Simran Daniel2 years ago in Horror
The Haunting of Hollow Creek
Nestled in the thick woods, Hollow Creek was once a peaceful village, now abandoned and forgotten by time. No one dared to enter its decaying streets, for there were whispers of a presence that lingered there—a dark force bound to the land. When a group of friends decided to explore the area for a thrill, they thought the stories were just legends. But as they ventured deeper into the town, strange occurrences began to plague them. They heard footsteps behind them, saw shadows move where no one stood, and felt the air grow colder with each passing hour.
By Iram zahid 2 years ago in Horror
The Ghost in Room 13
I never believed the rumors about our high school. Every old building has its ghost stories, right? But those stories are just to scare freshmen, I thought—until I found myself in Room 13, staring into the eyes of something that wasn’t supposed to exist.
By Ayushi Mehra2 years ago in Horror
The Vanishing of Hollow Ridge
It was supposed to be a fun weekend, a break from the monotony of exams and homework. Hollow Ridge, an isolated campground in the mountains, had been the destination for Woodcrest High’s senior trip for decades. It was tradition, and everyone was excited. For some, it was a chance to bond with friends, and for others, a final adventure before graduation. The teachers, worn down by the constant questions and gossip of restless teenagers, welcomed the change of scenery.
By Ayushi Mehra2 years ago in Horror
The White Room
It was a small room. White walls, a white table and a single chair. The steaming yellow-green tea was the only color in the room. The white teacup blended in with the table and the light from above created a glare that made it hard to look at directly. There was still a little time, he could say he needed to wait for the tea to cool before drinking it. He looked around. Tiled walls. No doorway. The floor was polished tile, reflecting the white light. The ceiling looked the same as the floor giving a sense of vertigo. The light in the middle of the ceiling was blinding to look at, that had to be the way out. The steam stopped rising from the teacup, he looked toward the light and saw a shift, but the light was bright and blocked any details. They would be coming soon to ensure he drank the whole cup of tea. That was all he remembered, something would happen afterwards, but his memories ended after drinking the tea. All he remembered was the directive. But, something tugged at the back of his mind urging him to avoid the tea and look for an escape. Something created a shadow blocking the light for a moment, it fluttered downward creating a dancing shadow in the room. Landing on the table, it was a note, a small piece of paper with a single word: “Drink”. He drank.
By Joshua Bull2 years ago in Horror
