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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.

Deterioration
She reaches for me. Her gnarled fingers graze the nooks in the bedsheet. Her arm is covered in thin skin pulled taut like cellophane wrap over bones that look fit to snap. She searches with jagged nails at the ends of spiderleg fingers.
By Em E. Lee2 years ago in Horror
The Walls Are Closing In
I wake in my room. At least, it looks like my room. The walls are too close, and there are posters for bands I've never heard of, all blood-red and sharp edges. All my familiar knick-knacks have been replaced, dark and unsettling things left in their stead. I swear I see a stuffed spider move from the corner of my eye, but it's still when I turn my head.
By Catsidhe2 years ago in Horror
Shadow Dreams. Content Warning.
My heart thumps loud like a war drum signaling for retreat. Not again, I can’t do this again, I think in a panic. Rough fabric scratches my skin as my body's heavy length sinks into familiar cushions. I’m in the living room, but I know I’m not really here. This is a dream. I’ve had it before.
By S.J. Frederick2 years ago in Horror
forces ancient and impossible
I don’t want to be here. I told Sophie I didn’t want to come, but she said it would be ‘good for me,’ and she isn’t easy to say no to. She’d say something like:
By Jules L2 years ago in Horror
The Apartment
March 31st, 2024 The lights flicker again, threatening to turn my apartment into a silent darkness. A shuddered breath releases from me as I try to not make a sound, clutching my phone, ready to call Diane at any moment. Walking from the short hallway to the kitchen, my wide eyes scan across the fridge, stove, counters, and table. My attention makes the items more like props in an art studio, than furniture in my home. I search for any anomalies. Any ghostly knocks, apparitions, or unembodied voices. Enough moments of time begin to string together with nothing but a calm, even quietness. You’re over-reacting. Stop fucking scaring yourself.
By Kendra Marya2 years ago in Horror
Swallowed by Gum. Top Story - June 2024.
This dream is long gone now and does not bother me any more. But when I was a teenager, I was tortured by it regularly and woke up from it often as if I was living in a horror movie.
By Lana V Lynx2 years ago in Horror
Stalked. Top Story - June 2024.
Sophie sat in silence listening to the scratching of pen upon paper. The tick of the clock dragged, subtly mocking her as it did every Friday morning.
By Sian N. Clutton2 years ago in Horror
Top 10 Highest-Grossing Horror Movies
Here is a rundown of the main 10 most noteworthy earning thrillers around the world, as indicated by The Numbers, alongside a concise depiction of each:
By Mugdho Biswas2 years ago in Horror
What is a hive's nightmare?
She awoke with a start to a bell. This was not just any garden variety bell. This was the wake-up bell. She got onto her padded paws and stretched out any kinks from her sleep, then sauntered over to the massive glass barrier that showed her the world outside. The source of the bell, the bell of a bike from a boy throwing the morning papers, was a good indication to her to get the day started. At least it was for her servant.
By Sean M Finney2 years ago in Horror
Silent Lucidity
My knuckles turn white as apprehensive fingers twist around the neck. I feel my palms tingle with the anticipation of the crack.
By JBaz2 years ago in Horror
Jack and the Rabid Dog
Jack’s cinema vérité point of view zooms down long concrete hallways with vaulted ceilings. He races down a corridor, approaching a closed vault door guarded on either side by an armed soldier. As Jack passses between them, the older of the two turns and looks directly at him, sending shivers of terror through whatever form this is, but he passes, without resistance, through the door without any sort of alarm being sounded.
By J. Otis Haas2 years ago in Horror
The Jungle Cafe
“I suddenly opened my eyes, sweat was dripping from my forehead and I was shivering with a cold wave passing through my spine, suddenly I guessed there was someone behind the white curtain.I could see his shadow, maybe an old-man.who was he?what did he want? I don’t know.”
By Seemab Gul 2 years ago in Horror