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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.
Savage Shadows: The Terrifying Tale of the Champawat Man-Eater
In the annals of history, there are tales that haunt the imagination, stories that are both chilling and captivating. One such saga is that of the Champawat Maneater—a tigress with a bloodthirsty reputation that sent shivers down the spines of villagers in the early 1900s. Referred to as the 'devil of Champawat' and the 'maneater of Champawat,' this infamous feline holds the grisly distinction of being responsible for at least 436 documented human deaths, a record unmatched by any other creature in the animal kingdom.
Sabuj MaityPublished 8 months ago in HorrorThe Dark Shadow Behind the Window
In the small village of Blackwood, nestled deep within a dense forest, a sense of unease hung in the air like a heavy fog. The villagers whispered of a house that had stood abandoned for decades, its windows shattered, and its walls covered in ivy. Among the tales that sent shivers down the spines of the bravest souls, one story stood out—the legend of "The Dark Shadow Behind the Window."
metta tirtanaPublished 8 months ago in HorrorBlackthorn House
Blackthorn House, an aging, dilapidated home, was located in the heart of the desolate woods. Anyone who even thought about taking a brief glance at it was instantly terrified by its unflattering form against the dusk sky. People from the neighborhood whispered frightening tales about the house as they quietly discussed it.
Ilham Maulana AzizPublished 8 months ago in HorrorSecrets Held By House's Walls
It wasn’t a big house or a small house. It was modest. It wasn’t an extravagant neighborhood or a poor neighborhood. It was pleasant. Except for the bend at the end of the street that was perpetually dark… that’s where the house was.
Stephen Kramer AvitabilePublished 8 months ago in HorrorShadows of Memory...
The pulse within the womb resonates loudly - akin to a church bell's resounding toll, awakening the entire town. It pounded swiftly, carrying warmth as blood coursed through me. The muffled, gentle sound imprinted itself within my mind. Before contractions began, my world was bathed in a pinkish-orange glow that filtered through the belly. The squeezing and pushing followed, accompanied by the inaugural sensation of pain - ecstatic, like a dance of flames in motion. The light overwhelmed my vision, cold seeping into my skin, enveloping me in shivers.
Somenath SenPublished 8 months ago in HorrorAre ghost real?
Dr. Hiles and Pastor Tim agree that “ghosts” – human beings who have died but have “souls” “with” us on Earth – are an alien concept from a biblical point of view. But Dr. Hiles also spoke of the Old Testament Witch of Endor, which involved the resurrection of Samuel's soul.
Echoes of Love: A Ghostly Romance Under the Moonlight
In the quiet town of Silverbrook, nestled between ancient forests and rolling hills, an unusual and captivating love story unfolded beneath the shimmering light of the moon. Nocturna and Darian, two souls caught in the realm between life and death, found solace and passion in their ghostly existence.
Saranya deviPublished 8 months ago in HorrorA pair of legs
Harry, an 11-year-old boy who lived with his mother in an old house in the countryside. That day, he was walking to the river to fish. He was used to doing that routine because he had been educated by his late father. Harry used a fishing rod to find fish. While waiting, he ate the lunch his mother made for him. He also ate a fruit he picked up on the way. He had never seen the fruit before, but it looked good to eat. He spent the rest of the afternoon with enough fish for him and his mother to eat in the evening.
Ilham Maulana AzizPublished 8 months ago in HorrorWhispers in the Abyss: The Haunting of Harrowmoor Manor
In the heart of the mist-shrouded countryside stood the imposing silhouette of Harrowmoor Manor, a place that exuded an air of unease even in the brightest daylight. Its ancient stones told tales of centuries gone by, whispered secrets and hidden horrors that had become an integral part of its very foundation. Locals spoke of strange lights flickering behind its windows at night and eerie moans carried by the wind.
- Top Story - August 2023
(In)Coherence: The Halls
There it sits on an ornate mahogany reading table, a small composition journal. It bears neither title nor author, but it calls to me. It feels like I have been looking for it. I pick it up, its spine is well-creased and pages yellowed. I open it and begin reading. The writing is all in neat but faded pencil graphite that my eyes struggle to see.
- Top Story - August 2023
For Whom the Whistle Blows
You awake alone on a train with trees drifting slowly by outside. You sit in the window seat, in the first row, facing forward. Looking behind yourself, you see that every seat stretching back to the door is empty, light that does not shine glittering in the eyes of people who are not there. It is dark in the car, the attendant hasn’t been seen for hours, and the only light comes from a perfectly full moon in a clear, cloudless sky.
Alexander McEvoyPublished 8 months ago in Horror To Kill
Red huddles against the corner, clenching his teeth together. Only now, after almost a year of his life, has Doctor Roget told him the reason he was created-- and only now does he feel terrible because of it.