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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.
Ripples of Retribution. Content Warning.
Ripples of Retribution In the heart of the Batswana kingdom, where traditions intertwined with the flowing currents of the river, a tale of betrayal and vengeance unfolded. Queen Nia, respected and revered, was burdened by the weight of a mother's worst nightmare – the disappearance of her beloved daughter, princess Kaya.
By Gaia Mokoena3 years ago in Horror
Shattered Innocence
Shattered Innocence: The Heart-Wrenching Saga of Jabari, the Tormented Tokoloshe Deep in the heart of a secluded South African village, where the swaying grasslands whispered secrets and towering acacias stood as silent sentinels, lived a young man named Jabari. His spirit was gentle, radiating warmth to all who crossed his path. Little did the villagers suspect that Jabari's life would soon be entwined with a malevolent force—the Tokoloshe—an enigmatic creature, its grotesque appearance hiding a tragic tale of torment and betrayal.
By Gaia Mokoena3 years ago in Horror
Frightfulness within the House
The Summoning of the Dull Shadow German Road 13 was nearly overlooked by the tenants of the little town. The house that stood as a overlooked landmark of the past hid its privileged insights within the shadows. But those shadows were no standard ones; they were permeated with a dull nearness holding up for its minute to develop from insensibility.
By Nikola Ilic3 years ago in Horror
"Eternal Echoes of Fear"
In a desolate town, "Eternal Echoes of Fear" unfolds as the first whispers of a long-forgotten curse resurface. The story begins with the protagonist, Emily, discovering an ancient journal in her deceased grandmother's attic. The yellowed pages recount eerie tales of unexplained phenomena that plagued the town for generations. 1. **Introduction
By J.Balakrishnan3 years ago in Horror
Halloween
It is believed, that on the night of Halloween, the dead resurface on earth. Perhaps not the zombies you'd see in classic horror films, but the spirits of the dead, reveal themselves more openly. It stems from the Celtic belief that on the 31st of October, the seasons collide, opening a rift between the underworld where dead spirits linger. The idea of dressing up in spooky costumes and so forth, was a way to scare off any unwanted ghosts. This could explain why Supernatural sightings are ironically quite rare during this time of year. However, some ghost hunters have dared to venture outside of society during this night. They have discovered all matter of terrifying encounters, where it is not just the ghosts of humans and animals that resurface on earth, but even demons have been known to crack
By Joseph Roy Wright3 years ago in Horror
If Zombies Existed
Here's a terrifying thought, what if the dead rose from their graves and feasted upon the living? Like something out of a cult horror film, the likelihood of this ever happening is most definitely impossible. However, modern media has depicted zombie outbreaks, in a much more believable fashion. The possibility of a world ending virus isn't something alien, we've already experienced several deadly diseases and plagues across the world. So to imagine a virus that not only killed thousands, but also deteriorated the minds and bodies of many, into becoming mindless cannibals, limping from one human meal to the next. Suddenly that idea doesn't seem too far fetched, there are also dozens of movies, TV shows and books that explore this horrifying possibility. Some have made the link between rabies, a disease that turns once calm and loyal pets, into rage filled beasts. What if a virus like that, eventually effected humans? It could spell the end of society as we know it. Other sources have linked the idea of Cordyceps, a fungi which possesses the bodies of ants in order to spread, to one day evolve into infecting humans, turning us into hideous monsters who only live to breed without intellect.
By Joseph Roy Wright3 years ago in Horror
Sitting at Bentinck Road
It was perfect. We had been scouring the area for weeks, but nothing came up, let alone something in our price range. When 42 Bentinck Road appeared on the market, we rushed to make an appointment and had almost made an offer on the drive over. We resisted almost as far as the extremely dated kitchen. The whole house was dated. It hadn’t been renovated in decades, and while it had been lived in until very recently, it had a musty brick-a-brac shop aroma that would put most would-be homeowners off. But we were so desperate for our own little corner of East Hoston; a renovation project was a small price to pay. Our offer was quickly accepted, and within a month, we were preparing to move into our new home.
By Simon Curtis3 years ago in Horror
Whispers of Redemption"
In the quaint town of Eldridge, nestled between rolling hills and ancient forests, lived a young girl named Amelia. Her life, once filled with laughter and innocence, had taken a dark turn after an ominous encounter with a malevolent force that seemed to have latched onto her soul.
By Jamruth Niza3 years ago in Horror
Forgotten Existence. Content Warning.
Chapter one. The town. She woke up, startled. The last thing she could remember was driving to her aunt’s house. But she had now awoken in an unusual place, it was an old ghost town, it had a wild west setting. There was little to no life, she had searched everywhere yet not even a chirp from a simple bird. The silence was loud, the wind passing as she walked through this odd town. She came to the conclusion she was completely alone, alone and quite afraid. She feared for who or what had possible could’ve brought her here, as she explored she stumbled upon a house that seemed to be quite modern to be in such a place as this. She opened the door, the door was loud and quite brittle. The woman was met with a horrid stench that could only be explained by rotting flesh. She shrugged it off as a simple smell of rancid food. She wondered around the house into different rooms, she looked inside the kitchen in search for food, she opened the fridge and immediately found the cause of the horrid stench. Inside the fridge was a dismembered rotting body, maggots crawling inside and out. She stared in horror and slammed the fridge closed. Where was she? Who could’ve possibly done this to someone? She was absolutely horrified, she opened the fridge again but confusion had struck, there was no body in the fridge. Had her mind made it up? In the fridge was now holding foods different foods, and she took out the steak that was now in the fridge, she sat down and started to eat. Something was strange about it, she felt something crawling in her mouth as she chewed. After the fifth or fourth bite she looked down at the food she was eating. She spat out the mouthful she had and screamed. She had looked down at a steak filled with maggots and flies. She looked down at her hand and the tingling feeling she felt was explained. Maggots where slowly chipping into her skin and almost completely inside her hand. She yelled in terror, she threw the food onto the floor and grabbed a knife in attempts to dig the creatures out of her skin. She was sobbing in pain and pure shock, her hand throbbing, she was almost unconscious from sheer pain. She stabbed the knife inside the hole the maggot dug and started shaving her skin off piece by piece, determined to get the horrid creatures out. She didn’t care for pain at this point, time had past, nearly 7 minutes and she had looked at her hand, pieces of cut up maggot merging with her skin. Her hand looked like it was mauled by a bear, tears rolling rapidly down her cheek. What had she done, what drove her to maul her hand with a simple butter knife. But she felt almost a sense of comfort in all this pain, was she crazy? How could she have ever felt this while her hand looked like it was put through a wood-chipper? About half an hour later she couldn’t feel the pain anymore, she simply didn’t feel the excruciating pain she felt a few minutes later. She looked back at her hand, holes and dried blood filled her palm. She picked the maggot out of her hand with her nails. It stung, as if a thousand wasps where stinging her hand. When she finished doing so, she then continued to wonder aimlessly around the house in search of a bedroom. She had gone down a long corridor, the floor boards creaking as she did so. She opened the door and entered the bedroom, she was met by a double bed and a mirror standing alone in the middle of the room, there where newspaper articles pinned on the wall, it was as if it was just cleaned out of all the valuables. She figured she would simply go to sleep, it was dark out. What seemed to be later on, she woke up once again. She had almost forgotten what had happened the night before, she got up and continued exploring the house, maybe she’d find food that doesn’t make her completely disgusted. As she wondered around she hear a simple ‘Hello?’. But how could that be, she had searched everywhere for a sign of life yet she hears someone, could it be in her head? She followed where the voice came from and there was nothing, nothing at all. Maybe she was mad, she felt a surge of paranoia hit her. What if she was being followed? She continued to explore the house, she found a lounge, including the same stench she smelt the day before. She looked onto the couch and stared in horror.A rotting body lay there lifelessly, she felt unbelievably nauseous. Was this hell?
By Joel Smith3 years ago in Horror
