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Monsters and horror go hand in hand; explore horrific creatures, beasts and hairy scaries like Freddy Krueger, Frankenstein and far beyond.

The Bite‑Mark Curse
The police radio crackled inside Caleb’s patrol car, urgent shouts cutting through static, pushing him to speed down the tree‑lined road. “Assault within a family, 144 Woodland Lane — two casualties.” The dispatcher’s voice broke up amid signal noise.
By Ellie4 days ago in Horror
The Walkie
"Lauren? Johnathan found this old walkie-talkie at the playground today and a red light just came on it. Its right there on the table by his backpack."
By Lamar Wiggins4 days ago in Horror
Fermi Paradox. Top Story - October 2026.
The rocket arched across the sky. Beyond the horizon’s curve, the railguns of the Athakanizi hummed the death march of the once system-spanning race. Singularity Unit 6X3 stood at its post, watching through electric eyes as the Athakanizi died beneath the second sun followed by a mushroom cloud.
By Matthew J. Fromm4 days ago in Horror
Dad (Home)
The first voicemail arrived on a Tuesday, at 3:12 in the morning, from a number I had paid to disconnect four years ago. I know it was that number because I had never been able to delete it from my phone. Dad (Home) . The little photo next to it was him squinting into the sun at the lake, holding a fish he was clearly lying about.
By zenGaze4 days ago in Horror
Thank You for Listening
The overnight shift at 89.3 was the loneliest job in town, which is why I took it. The station was a one-room cinderblock building behind the feed store, and after midnight it ran itself. A computer played the music library in a loop. A transmitter hummed in a rack by the door. My job was to sit in the studio, check the meters every hour, and write the numbers in a logbook that nobody had read since 2009.
By zenGaze4 days ago in Horror
My Family Has Avoided One Room in Our House for 40 Years. AI-Generated.
The One Rule Nobody Questioned When I was growing up, our house had four bedrooms, two bathrooms, and one room nobody was allowed to enter.
By Hardik Barot5 days ago in Horror
Killing Flies with Honey. Top Story - October 2026.
It was a beautiful summer evening. The sun—though it had been scorching all afternoon—now sank toward the horizon, letting the air cool slowly and steadily. Even so, it was definitely too hot to go for a run in anything more than a pair of anti-chafe leggings and a supportive sports bra. Delilah couldn’t resist her preferred basic black and hoped the temperature under the forest canopy would compensate for her fashion choice.
By Ophelia Keane Braeden6 days ago in Horror
The Mount Vernon Monster: Nine Months of Screams in Washington's Shadow
The Sound in the Darkness On a May morning in 1979, Fairfax County game warden Ralph Stickman was leaving the woods near Mount Vernon, Virginia. He had been waiting for something. For months, residents of the surrounding neighborhoods had complained about an unsettling sound that emerged after dark. It came from the trees, sometimes seeming close enough to the houses that people could hear it through their windows. The descriptions varied. Some called it screaming. Others described a long, mournful wail. Whatever produced it had remained remarkably difficult to locate.
By Veil of Shadows7 days ago in Horror
The Legend of Melusine
A thousand years ago, in Western Europe, where thick forests wrapped around clear streams flowing down toward great rivers, medieval people often told tales of a mysterious woman named Melusine. She was not the ocean‑going mermaid many know — she was a water‑being bound by a curse passed down from her mother.
By Ellie7 days ago in Horror
The Legend of the Rusalka
When summer evenings come to Slavic lands, and moonlight glides over the slow‑flowing river surface, soft singing drifts from the shore. It is not the song of a living person — but the call of the rusalka, a mysterious water spirit whose tale has spread across villages and forests for hundreds of years.
By Ellie8 days ago in Horror
We Know What You Did. Top Story - October 2026.
We know what you did. The text hit Simon's cellphone just as he was getting ready to go to sleep. It came from an unknown number that didn’t match any of his contacts.
By Lightning Bolt ⚡10 days ago in Horror
Tales by Firelight: The Last Recording of Uncle Joe
Welcome to Tales by Firelight! There’s something timeless about a ghost story. Long before television, motion pictures, or the internet, people gathered around fires to share tales of the unexplained. Strange footsteps in empty houses, voices in darkened woods, visitors who appeared long after they were buried. Some stories were told as truth. Others were invented to entertain, frighten, and remind us how the world changes after sunset.
By Veil of Shadows10 days ago in Horror