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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 psychic powers
Plot A person discovers they've psychic powers, but they soon realize that they're being hunted by an evil force that wants to use their powers for its own purposes.
By AshDream_Story3 years ago in Horror
The Abandoned House
The abandoned house stood at the edge of town, shrouded in mystery and darkness. It was a place that children dared each other to visit on Halloween night, but most adults avoided it altogether. The weeds had grown tall around it, and the windows were boarded up, giving it the appearance of a forgotten relic from a long-gone era.
By Ashar 3 years ago in Horror
Love Beyond the Grave: A Haunting Love Story
The old graveyard was the main spot that carried any comfort to Olivia since the passing of her better half, James. They had been hitched for a long time and he had passed on in a fender bender, passing on her to lament and consider what life would resemble without him.
By Dasamukha3 years ago in Horror
A Haunted House.
Once upon a time, in a small town in the middle of nowhere, there stood an old abandoned house. This house had been empty for decades, and many people in the town believed that it was haunted. They said that strange things would happen inside the house, and that there was an evil presence lurking within its walls.
By Musa Chohan3 years ago in Horror
Scientific experiments gone wrong
Dr. Rebecca Harris was a splendid researcher, quite possibly of the most brilliant brain in her field. She had forever been intrigued by utilizing science to work on the world, to improve life for everybody. Thus, when she was moved toward by a gathering of financial backers who needed to subsidize her most recent undertaking, she seized the opportunity.
By Dasamukha3 years ago in Horror
The occult
It was a dim and blustery evening, the sort that would make a great many people need to twist up under a sweeping and disregard the rest of the world. However, as far as I might be concerned, it was the ideal night to branch out into the forest and see what sort of ghastliness I could evoke. I had forever been entranced by the grim and the obscure, and this was the ideal chance to investigate the profundities of my creative mind.
By Dasamukha3 years ago in Horror
Those eyes will see you
There was a small, isolated town nestled deep in the woods, far from the prying eyes of the outside world. It was a town that seemed to be forgotten by time, a place where the trees were so thick that the sun rarely penetrated the canopy, and the shadows seemed to stretch on forever. The people of this town were strange and reclusive, rarely venturing outside of their homes after dark. They had a sense of unease about them, as if they were hiding something from the rest of the world. But there was one man who had the courage to investigate the secrets of the town. His name was Jack, and he was a young journalist who had been sent to the town to investigate the strange happenings that had been occurring there. As he walked through the deserted streets, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was being watched. The silence was deafening, broken only by the sound of his footsteps as he walked down the empty street. Suddenly, he heard a faint whisper behind him, and he turned around to see nothing but the darkness. His heart racing, he quickened his pace, trying to put some distance between himself and whatever was following him. As he rounded a corner, he stumbled upon a dilapidated old mansion. It was an eerie sight, with broken windows and vines crawling up the walls. Jack couldn't resist the urge to investigate further, and he pushed open the door. Inside, the mansion was dark and foreboding. Cobwebs clung to the walls, and the air was thick with the musty smell of decay. Jack's flashlight flickered as he made his way deeper into the mansion, his heart pounding in his chest. Suddenly, he heard a sound coming from upstairs. It was a faint scratching noise, like something was trying to claw its way out of the walls. Jack's curiosity overtook his fear, and he made his way up the stairs. At the top of the stairs, he saw a door that was slightly ajar. He pushed it open, and what he saw made him scream in terror. There, lying on a bed, was a woman. Her skin was pale, and her eyes were black as coal. She was surrounded by candles, and strange symbols were drawn on the walls in blood. As Jack looked at her, he realized that she was not alone. All around her, dark figures were lurking in the shadows, their eyes glowing with an otherworldly light. Jack knew that he had stumbled upon something that was beyond his understanding, and he turned to flee. But as he ran down the stairs, he heard the door creak open behind him. He turned to look, and saw the woman standing in the doorway, her eyes fixed on him. In that moment, Jack knew that he was not going to make it out of the mansion alive. He could feel the dark energy pulsing through the air, and he knew that he had stumbled upon something that was beyond his comprehension. As he stumbled out of the mansion, he could hear the sound of footsteps behind him, and he knew that the dark figures were pursuing him. He ran as fast as he could, but he knew that it was too late. And then, just as he thought that all was lost, he heard the sound of a car engine. He turned to see a police car pulling up beside him, and he knew that he was saved. The police took him back to the station, where he told them everything that he had seen. But when they went to investigate the mansion, they found nothing but a pile of rubble. The people of the town denied any knowledge of the mansion or the strange happenings that had occurred there, and Jack was left to wonder if what he had experienced was real, or if it had all been
By Zain 3 years ago in Horror
The Phantasmagoric Castle
When I was a child, I had a recurring dream that always left me feeling unsettled. In the dream, I found myself wandering through a misty forest with no clear destination in mind. The trees were tall and imposing, their branches reaching up towards the sky like skeletal fingers.
By M Bilal Anayat3 years ago in Horror
Inside and Out
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own. That's what I had to tell myself, sometimes aloud, every time I stopped to wash my hands and face or try to clean my teeth. Truth be told, it had been so long since I'd seen my own face looking back at me, I was starting to forget it. Time passed, likely weeks, and the gaunt visage in every reflective surface strained to convince me otherwise. It said, "Come on, what other face could you possibly have? It's you and me, like it always has been." I had to believe I had good reason to deny it the first time and continue to deny it. It was the only thing I "knew", and to lose it would mean losing myself to that... house.
By Rebekah Conard3 years ago in Horror
TAXING. Top Story - March 2023.
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own. The pure white, cloudy, gossamer outline appeared to be a human. Was it a ghost? Was it a spirit?
By Babs Iverson3 years ago in Horror
The Mirror's Curse
I stood there frozen, staring at the reflection of a woman who looked just like me, but with a sinister smile on her face. I tried to step away from the mirror, but my feet wouldn't move. Suddenly, the reflection started to change. It wasn't just a different version of me, it was a different world entirely.
By Muhammad Ali3 years ago in Horror
Broken Mirror Reflection
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own. So… I broke it. Yep, sure did. Seven years of bad luck now loomed before me. But did it? What is worse, a phantom staring at me from the looking glass, or seven years of possible bad luck, (if you were superstitious)?
By Andrea Corwin 3 years ago in Horror