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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 Beast of Gevaudan
In the heart of France in the 18th century, tucked in the lovely area of Gévaudan, a dark legend began to develop that would go on to grab the imaginations of future generations. This is the story of "La Bête du Gévaudan," also known as "The Beast of Gévaudan," which tells about a creature that many people believe to be a werewolf.
By Shamsul Hoque Rashed3 years ago in Horror
Willy the doll. Content Warning.
Once upon a time, in a quaint little town nestled between rolling hills and whispering forests, there lived a doll named Willy. This wasn't just any doll, though. Willy was known far and wide as "The Creepy Doll," a name he had earned, but not entirely deserved.
By Temitope Adesuyi3 years ago in Horror
Story of The Devil
In the small, picturesque town of Eldertown, nestled deep within the misty woods, there was a legend that had been whispered through generations. It was a story of the devil, a tale so terrifying that it sent shivers down the spines of those who dared to speak its name.
By James Smith3 years ago in Horror
The Haunting of Blackwood Manor
Blackwood Manor, a dilapidated estate that had long since been abandoned by its previous owners, stood in the middle of the dark, impenetrable forest. According to legend, the location was cursed, and anyone who dared enter would experience unspeakable horrors.
By DEVASENAN SUBRAMANI3 years ago in Horror
The Monster In The Mirror
The Monster in the Mirror In the quiet town of Willowbrook, nestled between rolling hills and lush forests, there lived a young woman named Emily. She had auburn hair that flowed like a river of fire, and her eyes sparkled with a curious spirit. Emily was known throughout the town for her boundless creativity and her insatiable appetite for stories, especially those of monsters.
By Prince Gupta3 years ago in Horror
A lunatic moon
Chapter 12 - A new moon Sunday, August 19th, 1984 He woke up early, excited to go fishing. He dug a few worms out of the garden and grabbed his fishing rod and tackle box. He left a note for his brothers in case they wanted to join him and he started walking down to Prosser's pond. The sky was clear and the birds were busy singing and chirping. A couple of robins at opposite ends of town were singing their morning song, apparently in friendly competition with one another. It was one of those late summer days that were absolutely perfect. The sky itself held a day long promise of nothing but blue. Maybe, just maybe a few puffy shaped clouds in the afternoon for interest, in case you wanted to pretend they were in the shape of something funny, like a rabbit with long ears, or a mouse on a skateboard. Something goofy like that.
By Jim E. Beer - Story writer of fact and fiction. 3 years ago in Horror
Fibers
It is the last Thursday before Christmas, and tonight, we shall see who will still be here come then. Frau Perchta will come, a witch of cleanliness that chooses our fates each winter. The things which we can do to please her are to have all of our fiber spinning finished before year’s end, and a spotless home and porridge when she arrives.
By S. C. Almanzar3 years ago in Horror
The Shadow of Oblivion
Chapter 1: The Call of the Past It was a stormy night in the small town of Ravenswood, with rain pouring relentlessly. In the heart of the town, surrounded by a dense and dark forest, stood the ancient Blackwood Mansion. The mansion had been abandoned for decades, leaving only tales of terror and mystery among the locals. No one dared to approach it, except for a group of four friends: Sarah, Mike, Lisa, and Jake.
By Enzo Nicolas3 years ago in Horror
The Vanishing Act. Content Warning.
Detective Sarah Williams peered at the old Victorian house from her unmarked police car. It stood at the end of a quiet, tree-lined street, shrouded in an eerie mist. The place had a reputation for being haunted, but that wasn't what had brought her here.
By siva kumar3 years ago in Horror
Grandma Always Said that Grandpa Wasn't Right
I’ve been taking care of my grandma lately. She’s been doing pretty bad and she needs someone there to help her almost twenty-four-seven. She’s got some kind of bone disease, it's basically turning her bones into Swiss cheese, and I’ve had to carry her to the bathroom and room to room for the past two weeks. This might seem kind of tiresome to some people, but I’m glad to do it. My Grandma and I have always been close, she basically raised me since my mother was never at home. If I can give back to her now, I consider it fair.
By Joshua Campbell3 years ago in Horror
