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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.

Temptation
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. But doors want to be opened. Some beg, some scream. The stuck ones, warped by heat and time, are just playing hard to get. The basement door, buried beneath the farmhouse my father built stick and nail, didn’t scream or beg. With no lock under its thick black ring, it tempted.
By Sean A.2 years ago in Horror
The Only Rule - What Would You Do?. Content Warning.
"There was only one rule: Don't open the door." As you walk through a dense forest with your best friend, the leaves and overgrown grass rustle softly in the breeze. A warm, welcoming glow pours from the windows of a small thatched cottage up ahead. The inviting smell of freshly baked bread fills your lungs, but something feels off. You exchange uneasy glances as the woman’s warning at the forest entrance echoes in your mind.
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Horror
The Last Night with the Night Stalker
There was only one rule: do not open the door. The words echoed in Dianne’s head, yet the urge to do so was twice as strong.
By Calvin London2 years ago in Horror
The Cursed in the Wood
Somewhere South of the Northern Mountains The pine wood stood stoically quiet in the fog and mist that dampened the forest floor. It was an eerie sight, even to someone as well traveled as Pan.
By Amanda Starks2 years ago in Horror
Native Soil
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. The locals said I could dig up whatever I wanted, but the door itself stays sealed. They made that promise in the long ago, and they would hew to it, and make outsiders do the same.
By Meredith Harmon2 years ago in Horror
In the Scream House. Content Warning.
There was only one rule: don't open the door. No matter how loud the whimpers and screams got. Sometimes, they were only whispers, easily mistaken for wind sneaking in through the drafty house. But most of the time, the screams started off bloodcurdling, suddenly splitting the silence like bullets tearing through paper targets. Then they would fade until it was quiet all over again.
By Alexandria Stanwyck2 years ago in Horror
The Forgotten Cellar Part 10
Part 10: The Final Confrontation Sarah struggled to her feet, her legs trembling beneath her. The cavern was silent now, but the oppressive atmosphere remained, like a thick fog that refused to lift. Her heart pounded in her chest as she looked around, her eyes scanning the dark, empty space for any sign of movement. The chest was destroyed, its dark power shattered, but the house… the house still felt alive, still felt hungry.
By omar mohamed2 years ago in Horror
The Forgotten Cellar Part 9
Part 9: Into the Abyss Sarah’s footsteps echoed loudly as she ran through the endless, twisting tunnels beneath the house. The walls of the underground chamber seemed to close in around her, the oppressive weight of the darkness pressing down on her chest, making it difficult to breathe. The whispers in her mind had grown louder, more insistent, filling her with a sense of impending doom.
By omar mohamed2 years ago in Horror
The Forgotten Cellar Part 7
Part 7: Beneath the Mask Subtitle: "Some truths are better left unseen… but now it’s too late to turn back." The air in the chamber felt thick, almost suffocating, as Sarah stood frozen in place. The ancient mask, lying on the table in front of her, seemed to pulse with a dark energy, its strange, intricate symbols shimmering faintly in the dim light. Her heart pounded in her chest as her fingers hovered over the mask, hesitating for just a moment before she touched it. But the pull was too strong, as if the mask was calling her, compelling her to take it.
By omar mohamed2 years ago in Horror
The Forgotten Cellar Part 8
Part 8: The Truth Revealed Sarah’s body hit the ground with a bone-jarring thud. Pain shot through her limbs, and for a moment, she struggled to catch her breath. The darkness around her was thick, almost tangible, like a heavy blanket wrapped around her. She forced herself to sit up, her heart pounding in her chest as her eyes adjusted to the dim light.
By omar mohamed2 years ago in Horror
The Forgotten Cellar Part 6
Part 6: Shadows of the Unknown Sarah lay on the cold, hard ground, gasping for breath. The chest’s light had dimmed, and the whispers that had once filled the air were now just faint echoes. But she knew better than to believe it was over. The house… it was still alive, and it wasn’t going to let her go that easily.
By omar mohamed2 years ago in Horror
Respect
There was only one rule: don’t open the door! Okay. He decided to obey. The master shut the main gate of the castle and left his servant beside the massive oak door leading to the basement. With the final bolt in place, he knew that the structure was secure with his duties.
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Horror