Top Stories
Stories in Horror that you'll love, handpicked by our team.
Alaska. Top Story - May 2026.
"What do you guys want to do first? I say we go check out the Bald Eagle sanctuary at Plato’s Bend." "Josh, please put that tourist map away for now." Enzo said. "We can check out the sanctuary in a couple of days. Today, we're going off-road. You guys are gonna shit your pants when you see this place... Nathan, did you remember to bring it?"
By Lamar Wiggins5 months ago in Horror
The Predator's Screams . Runner-Up in Stay a While Challenge. Top Story - May 2026.
When Zach told Skyler that his dad had passed, Skyler didn’t know whether to congratulate him or offer condolences. He’d known Zach since they were kids, so he knew how strained that relationship had always been.
By Lightning Bolt ⚡5 months ago in Horror
Friendly Fire. Runner-Up in Stay a While Challenge. Top Story - May 2026. Content Warning.
“We’re just gonna wait in here until Viv arrives,” Courtney says, bumping the horn as she turns to face Lilah. Across the empty parking lot, Alice looks at them. Until now, she has been sitting, unmoving, with her hands gripping her steering wheel. Lilah reaches down to grab the small box that fell to the floor.
By Polite Adjacent5 months ago in Horror
The Sword Box. Runner-Up in Out of the Dream Challenge. Top Story - May 2026.
I stood on stage, and a thousand bloodshot eyes stared up at me. They were clapping, but their hands made no sound. The sword box was behind me. I turned a few times before finding it. Once my hand touched the velvet cushion, I felt drawn to plop myself inside. I touched the circular holes and used the largest one to hoist myself up and into the box.
By Kera Hollow5 months ago in Horror
Dispensable. Top Story - May 2026. Content Warning.
The program for the event read: When we exclaim, as a defense for the mindless ways in which we mimic one another, that we are social animals, what we should really admit to ourselves is that we have an innate bias toward ideological collectivism, and that this is not necessarily a good thing. Our strength as a species is self-modification. The self is a diagnostic program, after all. This person that I think I am is really a neurological adaptation which allows me to observe and change myself—but most allow their environment to hijack the program rather than using the program to jack into and benefit from their environment. The creation of an artificial environment for the sake of herding the human animal—this we sometimes refer to as a town or city or state or nation or province, etc. Its laws cannot set the limit of possible action but can only ever influence the program upon whose analysis we decide to act. This creates followers and criminals among the citizenry according to how susceptible individual actors are to the conditioning. In essence, we are a social animal which herds itself on behalf of its masters. But all that will change today!
By C. Rommial Butler5 months ago in Horror
No Man's Island. Honorable Mention in Stay a While Challenge. Top Story - May 2026.
It was supposed to be the best week of Cheryl's young life: seven days cruising around the Caribbean with her best friends, their partners, and the love of her life. Brad had been dropping hints like crazy in the months leading up to it, too. Still, she wasn't a hundred percent sure until she found that receipt from Tiffany's crumpled up in the floorboards of his Pinto. This week was meant to be perfect.
By Natalie Gray5 months ago in Horror
Here's the Kicker. Honorable Mention in Out of the Dream Challenge. Top Story - May 2026.
Kent gripped the bottom of his favorite green tank top, it featured an angry cartoon princess kicking off a football, and pulled it up and over his head. He tossed it on the ground and turned off his bedside lamp.
By Amos Glade5 months ago in Horror
Where Dead Girls Go At Night. Top Story - May 2026.
The first time Chloe Walker woke up to the strange wet, pulsing cough, the ceiling was sputtering. She watched it seize above her as though somehow, someway trying to catch its own breath—or maybe it was trying to catch hers? The longer she stared, the more she realized it wasn’t just moving, it was breathing with her. Slowly expanding in the dark, the veins in the mopped texture filling and releasing whatever oxygen was left in the air, a pair of plaster lungs hidden beneath the rough façade keeping pace with her own muted breaths.
By K.H. Obergfoll5 months ago in Horror
