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SHE STEALS THEIR SOUL AND FEEDS THEM WITH HUMAN FLESH
Chapter 1: The Village of Alaka Alaka, a remote village deep in the heart of Africa, was a place where time seemed to stand still. Its people were hardworking and close-knit, their lives intertwined with the rhythm of the land. The village was surrounded by dense forests teeming with wildlife, and the villagers depended on the forest for their livelihood. The women of Alaka were known for their industriousness, often seen in the bustling market, trading goods, and selling bush meat pepper soup—a delicacy that drew people from neighboring villages.
By LUNARTALES2 years ago in Horror
The Cursed Barber:
The Barber's Secret: A Tale of Betrayal and Redemption In the bustling village of old Benin, a place where the strength of young men was a source of pride for every family, there lived a young man named Esosa. The villagers, who valued hard work and responsibility, saw Esosa as a disappointment, a lazy and irresponsible youth who had shunned his duties from a young age. While other boys learned the trades of farming, hunting, or crafting under the scorching African sun, Esosa preferred to spend his days lounging under the shade of a towering baobab tree, engaging in idle chatter and games.
By LUNARTALES2 years ago in Horror
Whispers of Okija Forest - Part 2: (The Complete Story)
King Oba ruled the Inland town of Umu with wisdom and kindness. Though young, he was loved by his people, and he found great joy in his family, especially in his beautiful daughter, Omada. Her radiant smile could brighten even the darkest days, and her grace was admired by all in the kingdom. However, their lives were disrupted by a long and bitter war with a neighboring kingdom, which lasted seven years.
By LUNARTALES2 years ago in Horror
The Echoes of the Okija Forest
Introduction: Whispers of the Okija Forest In the heart of the mysterious land of Umeka, where ancient traditions and the whispers of the old world still linger, the tale of King Oba and his daughter Omada unfolds—a story woven with love, loss, and the enigmatic forces that reside deep within the Okija Forest. This is a land where the boundaries between the human world and the spirit realm are thin, where a king's desperate choices ripple through the lives of his people, and where the echoes of the past resonate with haunting clarity.
By LUNARTALES2 years ago in Horror
Just a Story I wrote Back in My Freshman Year
It's late at night as I'm driving through the woods listening to my GPS when it says to take a back road, I do as it says, turning to the backroad as I drive, I see deer race past me the leave crunching audibly I swerve trying not to hit them then in a barely noticeable flash of light I turn to see movement following
By Chris Irby2 years ago in Horror
Curse Of Tall Man
Sarah White can't remember when it first started exactly, only that her childhood back in the 1980s was full of terror and sorrow. She saw this tall, pale stranger, a man with eyes darker than space itself. He was grotesque, or so she thought it was a he, as this strange figure took on a humanoid shape but his proportions and limbs were unlike any man or woman she had ever seen, they were thin, like wires, far longer than any living creature. It was simply strange, a spider-like being that merely wore the disguise of a human being. She did not know where it came, whether it was from hell or an alien world, only that it meant her no good, it was her own personal demon. A creature she once believed to be her imaginary enemy, where most kids have made up friends, she had this lanky monster haunting her every waking hour and nightmares too. It would creep into her mind, showing her the most horrific visions imaginable, the type of horror now little girl should ever witness. It had an awful smile, one that literally stretched from ear to ear, revealing its yellow shark teeth beneath, the monster often wore a black trench coat and top hat when spotted outside. Her father, Cody White, thought his daughter was insane. Never believing that the stranger who only she saw was real, that it was merely a dark manifestation of her poor mind. At first he was an understanding and patient father, he really, truly was. A dad who cried for his daughter, hugged her daily and told her everything would be all right. He thought it would pass, but as the years went on, his patience grew thin. Soon he would yell; "The Tall Man isn't real!" In her face, even slap Sarah, shaking her madly. Not doing this out of hate, but absolute desperation! It is easy to see Cody as a monster in of himself, a huge man who wrestled his mentally ill daughter. For he soon became a second threat in Sarah's eyes too, she would hide with a great effort that "The Tall Man" as she called it, was nearby or taunting her. Cody sent her to many psychiatrists and therapists, hoping they had some miraculous cure to her lunacy. They gave her pills after pills and several doses of medication, but absolutely nothing stopped the Tall Man from haunting her every moment. Soon, Sarah would come to learn that she had died much earlier in life and had fortunately been resuscitated, with that knowledge she soon came to a truly disturbing revelation, that the monster who haunted her was in fact a demon. Yes, the supernatural kind, one from the deepest depths of hell. It was a creature that preyed on the souls of the living, one who wished to see dead the ones who escaped death. Ironically it was a psychiatrist named Peter King who gave her the best advice, he told her to scream "go away!" at the beast, show that she held no fear against this hideous, walking leech. She'd come to learn that all living beings, no matter how small like she was, were far stronger than even the most horrifying monsters from beyond the grave. So as she slowly grew into adulthood, standing firm and strong against this demon, telling it she was not afraid, the more it backed off. It began distancing itself from her, instead of standing tall over her bed, it would linger in the corridor outside her room. Then it would only stand in the back garden, its frightening smile slowly slumping into a frown of sadness, knowing it was losing its chance to feast. The last she saw of the monster, was when she was a teenager, the Tall Man simply turned away down the rainy streets of Runcorn, hiding in the thick fog ahead, as if returning to the limbo from which it came.
By Joseph Roy Wright2 years ago in Horror
10 and a half days
Jessica stared over the ship's railing as she recalled the accident that had changed her life. She remembered the amusing afternoons and the sudden thunderstorm. Her husband, the captain of the ship, had fought vigorously to ensure that the ship survived the storm but she didn’t. After braving the storm for 10 and a half days, at noon the ship crashed. Only one person, Jessica, survived. Her friends, her family, her daughter, her husband, everyone drowned and she couldn’t save them. She still trembled every time she boarded a ship. She was rudely interrupted in her daydreams when the captain came to give her a tour of the ship.
By Ishika Bose2 years ago in Horror
