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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.
Death has Left the Building
There was only one rule: don't open the door. That rule was bullshit. He'd been standing out here for centuries ( not an exaggeration ) and nothing had ever alerted him to danger emanating from the plain wooden door, not even when others had come out of the door ( seriously, random people just walked out of this thing ) draped in cloaks of white.
By Amanda Starks2 years ago in Horror
The Rusted Door. Top Story - October 2024.
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. It's the same door that rusted shut ages ago. The one my mother doodled on when she was just a toddler. Five generations and the door remained closed to this day. I always wondered why the door was forbidden for almost two centuries. Even during our renovation years ago, that location was strictly off-limits to workers. What was behind that metal door shall always stay a mystery, but I desperately wanted to reveal it. It was my house now, and no one was around to hammer into me the importance of that only rule.
By Timberly Price2 years ago in Horror
Crowing Dawn
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. Jeremy, Kayla, Royce, and I all looked at each other with concern. "Of course, Mrs. Swell. We won't open it." I said. Mrs. Swell was satisfied with my answer and finished her tour of the old church. I looked at Jeremy and Royce and urged them to continue filming.
By Desirae Anaya2 years ago in Horror
The Lantern’s Glow
One fateful evening, a curious young woman named Eliza set out to explore the forest, drawn by the thrill of the unknown. Ignoring warnings from the townsfolk, she packed a small bag and ventured into the underbrush, her flashlight flickering like a heartbeat in the encroaching darkness.
By Mohid Joiya2 years ago in Horror
The Death Mask. AI-Generated.
Leo had always loved acting. Ever since he was a little boy, he dreamed of standing on stage, lights shining down on him, with an audience captivated by his every word. He was good at it, too. At 25, he’d already performed in several small theater productions, but nothing compared to what he was about to experience.
By MD TOUHID HASAN AKASH2 years ago in Horror
The Last Guest
As she pushed open the heavy oak door, a chill ran down her spine. The lobby was dimly lit by flickering candles, casting eerie shadows on the peeling wallpaper. A bell rang softly as she entered, and the air was thick with a musty scent that hinted at years of abandonment.
By Mohid Joiya2 years ago in Horror
The Mirror in the Attic
When Claire inherited the house from her estranged grandmother, she felt an inexplicable draw to it. Despite the town’s ominous tales, she saw it as an opportunity for a fresh start. Armed with determination, she moved in, ready to breathe life back into the old structure.
By Mohid Joiya2 years ago in Horror
The Ghost in the Code. AI-Generated.
Alex loved programming. From the moment they learned how to write code, they were hooked. They spent countless hours in front of their computer, building apps, solving puzzles, and exploring old software from the early days of computers. But Alex had no idea that one of these old programs would lead them into something far more terrifying than any glitch or bug.
By MD TOUHID HASAN AKASH2 years ago in Horror
The Voice in the Mirror. AI-Generated.
Emma Johnson was like any other fourteen-year-old girl. She loved hanging out with her friends, binge-watching her favorite shows, and scrolling through social media. But lately, something strange had started happening in her house. It began one rainy afternoon while she was sitting in her bedroom, doing her homework.
By MD TOUHID HASAN AKASH2 years ago in Horror
The Ghost Train. AI-Generated.
In the bustling city of New Haven, there was a subway line known for its strange happenings. People often whispered about it, calling it the “Ghost Train.” Rumor had it that this train never stopped at any station, and those who boarded it found themselves on a journey they would never forget.
By MD TOUHID HASAN AKASH2 years ago in Horror
The Vanishing Guests. AI-Generated.
In a quiet part of the countryside, there was a small bed and breakfast called “The Maple Lodge.” It was nestled between rolling hills and tall, whispering trees. The lodge promised peace and relaxation, with a charming porch, cozy rooms, and delicious home-cooked meals. Many travelers came to enjoy the fresh air and beautiful scenery, but something strange was happening at The Maple Lodge.
By MD TOUHID HASAN AKASH2 years ago in Horror
