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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.

Shaitan
In the boundless realm of the unseen, where the forces of light and darkness converged, there existed a figure of insidious influence known as Shaitan. This entity, the eternal tempter, walked the delicate line between the mortal world and the metaphysical, weaving an intricate tapestry of deception and seduction.
By Manohar J3 years ago in Horror
The Ahriman
Ahriman: The Eternal Struggle Between Light and Shadow In the realm of ancient Persia, where the sun-drenched deserts met the towering mountains, there existed a divine balance between light and shadow. It was a delicate equilibrium, for on one side stood Ahura Mazda, the god of light and truth, and on the other, the enigmatic and sinister figure known as Ahriman, the Dark Adversary.
By Manohar J3 years ago in Horror
Iblis
In the celestial realm, where the cosmos danced to the harmonious melodies of the universe, there was an angel named Iblis. His name once resonated with the purest of intentions, but his fate took a different turn, and he became known as the Fallen Angel of Temptation.
By Manohar J3 years ago in Horror
Lucifer
In the shadowed recesses of the infernal realm, there existed a tale rarely whispered among the damned souls and demons that roamed the desolate landscape. It was the story of Lucifer, the Morning Star, the angel who fell from grace but sought redemption. The flames of hell had forged his dark legend, but within the heart of the fallen angel burned a spark of hope.
By Manohar J3 years ago in Horror
Beelzebub
Beelzebub: The Lord of the Flies In the depths of the infernal realm, where flames danced and tortured souls wailed, there was a figure unlike any other. He was known as Beelzebub, the Lord of the Flies. A dark and enigmatic presence, Beelzebub held a unique position in the hierarchy of hell, commanding a legion of demons who reveled in chaos and decay. But his story, like the tale of any fallen angel, had a beginning shrouded in divine light.
By Manohar J3 years ago in Horror
Mephistopheles
In the heart of a medieval town known for its cobblestone streets, crooked timbered houses, and the chime of church bells echoing through the narrow alleys, there lived a man named Johann Faust. He was a scholar, a philosopher, and a seeker of knowledge, driven by an insatiable curiosity that set him apart from his contemporaries.
By Manohar J3 years ago in Horror
Evil spirits
In the heart of a sleepy, forgotten town, there stood a mansion, decrepit and shrouded in darkness. For decades, the locals whispered tales of the mansion's haunting. It was said to be a place where malevolent spirits and restless souls roamed, where the echoes of the past whispered through its crumbling halls. Most townsfolk avoided the mansion like a plague, but a group of lifelong friends had a different idea.
By sal web3 years ago in Horror
NOT FOR SALE
In an effort to come to terms with the surreal events of the past two days and to confirm my own sanity, I am composing this piece. My hope is that by doing so, I can assure myself that I am still anchored in reality and have not completely succumbed to madness.
By Leana Collins3 years ago in Horror
Whispers in the Night
In the fog-choked heart of Victorian London, whispers of a night terror spread through the gas-lit streets of Harrington. Rumors of a creature, both aristocratic and monstrous, feasting upon the souls of the innocent, haunted every shadowed alley and home.
By Dana Cantu3 years ago in Horror
The Scraping
There it was again. The scraping noise I heard every night for the last six months. It was like clockwork. It woke me when the moon was high in the sky, her rays of moonlight kissing my cheek in comfort. I already knew what was waiting for me if I peeked under my bed; eyes. Nocturnal eyes, glowing in the darkness. Just enough moonlight to show gangly limbs, bones pushing against dark glistening skin. Long talons stretch from lengthy fingers, gently scraping against the dark wood wall. Its eyes, always locking with my own.
By Clever&WTF3 years ago in Horror
Shadow in the Room
The night was still, the air heavy with the impending arrival of Halloween. Sarah, a young woman with a deep fascination for the paranormal, had moved into a century-old house on Elm Street, a place that was whispered about in hushed tones by the locals. They said it was haunted, a place where shadows moved with a life of their own. Sarah dismissed the stories as mere superstition, but as the days grew shorter and Halloween drew nearer, she couldn't help but feel a growing sense of unease.
By Modhilraj3 years ago in Horror
The Midnight Carnival of Souls
Halloween had always been a magical time in the town of Ravensbrook. Children eagerly awaited their costumes, adults planned extravagant parties, and the whole town seemed to come alive with an otherworldly energy. But this year was different. A shadow had fallen over the festivities, a rumor that sent chills down the spines of even the bravest souls – the Midnight Carnival of Souls.
By Modhilraj3 years ago in Horror