horror

An ordinary Boy, yeos was frustrated about his life, as he grew older he faced a lot of discrimination from people for being poor and weird, but suddenly yeos life will lead to tragic turn. where his view in this world completely change.

When 11-year-old Jamie Weaver’s sister vanishes, no one in the sleepy town of Bramble Hollow remembers she ever existed—except him. One night, drawn by a voice only he can hear, Jamie enters an abandoned tunnel beneath the town and emerges into a twisted mirror version of Bramble Hollow, where grotesque creatures roam, time fractures, and guilt becomes deadly. Jamie must survive this nightmare realm and uncover its sickening truths if he hopes to rescue his sister—and himself.

We go through doors everyday, opening a portal from one space of existence to another. Usually these spaces are linked, tethered together, assuring us that every time we open a specific doorway, especially to a place we know, that we will step into the proper connected space. But sometimes, something goes wrong, and when you open that door, you find yourself in a space not quite right. Mary has lived in her childhood home all her life. She knows every door and every connected space behind every door. And never has a doorway failed to deliver her to the correct space. Until one day she opens the door to her bedroom, and unknowingly steps into the wrong space. And from there, her life is turned upside when she discovers a letter that has her venturing out into an ominous, dangerous other world. One wrong move, one ill-timed gasp, and she will be dead.

Aiden boards a plane expecting a normal trip across the globe. He wakes up in chains. Marked by a strange countdown app called 1000 Games, he’s forced to live through countless twisted worlds — each a new role, a new reality, and a new chance to die. A voiceless system throws him into brutal lives: a nameless slave, a haunted hunter, a cursed king, a prince surrounded by monsters in disguise. No instructions. No restart button. Only one rule: Survive — or be replaced. But as Aiden advances, one question keeps burning deeper: What happens when he reaches Game 1000?

An unknown city, with large and small buildings, five species are found there ¿Who dragged them to that city? Nobody knows, but in Horror City there is no time to worry about that, because when the conflict begins, only survival matters.

Albert thought the graduation would mark the start for the bright future. But the haunting vision of the girl hanging in his old high school shatter that thought. Each night the nightmare returns more vivid, more real until Albert start questioning if it is just a nightmare or a memory buried deep inside the walls of his old high school

A man wakes up in a field with no memory of who he is, as he navigates his way through a post apocalyptic world he slowly regains memories of who he was and the life he had. Set to discover who he is and what happened to the world he is. Outcasted everywhere he goes with no understanding as to why, he slowly uncovers a mystery hidden in his memories.

"You can't start the next chapter of your life if you keep re-reading the last one." - Suzy Kassem

The current year is 1993 After perishing in a devastating car crash, Max wakes up in a hospital bed and not in his own body, but in the body of an eight-year-old boy who has just recently lost his parents in car crush. Confused Max, now trapped in his new life, is sent to the Poppy Playtime Play care orphanage. A seemingly innocent orphanage with evil, and a time bomb nightmare waiting to be unleashed. Max must try to help not only himself from the dangers of the ‘otherworld and his current life’, but also help his fellow orphans from the hell that will occur in the future. --Note not good at writing a synposis :(

Stories that send shivers down your spine. One shot horror stories that can change how you see the world. Short Horror Stories created by someone with disturbed mind.

In a universe in which gods fall and the sky remembers, seventeen-year-old Ashen Halweir is forced into a grim mystery when he witnesses the funeral of a god no one else remembers. When an eldritch eye opens in the sky and a faceless man speaks in whispers of seven sigils and the Archive of Endings, Ashen learns the impossible: A forgotten god lies buried within him - and it is still alive. Now persecuted by secret societies, stitched priests, and monsters from the other side of the Veil, Ashen has to find out the truth about a world stitched together through ancient deception. All that remains is an exiled librarian who can talk to books, a masked girl with knives that feed on memories, and the god growing in his mind. Rudra is a dark fantasy web novel packed with eldritch horror, arcane abilities, and enormous world building. Uncover secret lore. Unravel cosmic mysteries. And don't ever trust a prayer that replies.

Valamar Daevalor was once seated among the most powerful beings in existence. A figure of authority, feared and revered as the Angel of Time, Keeper of Fate, and Creator of History. But betrayal shattered everything. Stripped of his wings in a ritual of silence and cruelty. A blindfolded to sever his connection with the flow of time itself, Valamar was cast down by those he once stood beside. Their faces and names are now sealed away by the very cloth that blinds him, haunting his dreams like a curse he can’t escape. Now exiled to a ruined, lawless world beneath a black sun and crimson skies, Valamar clings to survival. Armed with a blade of blackened feathers and the fragments of his former power. he wanders the desolate lands, watching, waiting, remembering. He has no allies, no sanctuary, and no room for mercy. Haunted by the memory of his fall and the pain carved into his very body, Valamar knows one truth He will rise again. To reclaim his throne. To uncover the names behind the silhouettes. And to make each of them pay. Until that day comes, he survives, not because he hopes, but because vengeance demands it.

The Gates are a Gaping wound in reality, that connect earth to the Spirit Realm and the nightmares it holds beyond. Sezel's life was a nightmare, a painfully ordinary life of a slum rat, but everything changes when he is abandoned by his companions, his love. Leaving him inside the Spirit Realm alone, a sacrifice for their own escape. Facing the hell, he stood victorious. Granted a terrifying power, one whispered in myths, A Golden Fable. But the power held his soul captive, his destiny locked to a cruel fate he couldn't throw away. The answer to everything remained sealed inside the Hellish Realm. Instead of accepting his fate, Sezel choose to fight, to break the chains that hold him, but reality is cruel and fate even crueler. #horror #weaktostrong #universal #r18 #darkfantasy #noharem #action #gates Discord - https://discord.gg/cxv2psxyMy X - @giyotokishiro

The old mansion loomed before us, its turrets reaching toward the moon like skeletal fingers. As we stepped out of the car, the wind died, and an unsettling silence fell over the deserted grounds. I felt a shiver run down my spine as my friend, Sarah, grasped my arm. 'Are you sure this is a good idea?' she whispered, her eyes fixed on the mansion's boarded-up windows. As I gazed up at the mansion, a chill crept over me. The once-grand entrance was now shrouded in darkness, the heavy wooden door hanging crookedly on its hinges. Sarah's grip on my arm tightened. 'What are we doing here, Emily?' she whispered, her voice barely audible over the creaking of the old wooden sign above us. I hesitated, my eyes scanning the overgrown lawn and the twisted trees that seemed to lean in, as if listening to our conversation. 'We're here to uncover the truth,' I replied, trying to sound braver than I felt. 'The stories about this place... they're just rumors, right?' Sarah's eyes locked onto mine, filled with a mix of fear and determination. 'Let's just get this over with,' she said, her voice firm. Together, we stepped forward, the crunch of gravel beneath our feet echoing through the stillness. The mansion's windows seemed to stare back at us, empty and unblinking. As we approached the entrance, a faint whisper seemed to caress my ear: 'You shouldn't be here.'

Betrayed. Dismembered. Burned to ash. Dracula was destroyed by the very Brides he created. Now, 150 years later, he rises. He is weak, hunted, and cut off from the power he once commanded. His body is fragile. His memory fractured. The world has changed beyond recognition. But the Thirst remains. With the help of his loyal Renfields, an Order of devoted women with the fervor of K-Pop fans, Dracula must rebuild his strength. He will awaken his bloodline and master forbidden arts to become the Vampire Primarch once more. Enemies lurk in every shadow. His path is blood, cultivation, and revenge. This is not the Dracula you remember. This is something darker. Vampire cultivation. Vampiric combat. Gothic horror with mochi. Witness the rebirth of the monster they tried to erase. *** Want more? Prove it! Show me what a Renfield you are! Visit Patreon.com/LucasThorn for exclusive chapters, additional stories, behind the scenes and more! Or pop into Discord and say hi: https://discord.gg/nt8QBvqRzD

Mercy? Compliance? What’s that even worth anymore? How many times can you offer forgiveness before it turns into cowardice? How many chances do monsters get before you stop pretending they’ll ever change? When the system grinds you down to numbers and nerve endings, when even your kindness is used against you — you either break, or you burn it all. No saviors. No redemption arcs. Just pain, rage, and the question that never shuts up: Who still deserves to live, when survival itself feels like betrayal?

Mes contacts sont en dessous  : Et si ton jeu préféré devenait ta seule réalité ? Han Ji Hoon, un étudiant solitaire de 27 ans, passionné de stratégie et de dark fantasy, se connecte à Ætherion, un jeu Full-Dive réputé pour son réalisme extrême. Mais ce jour-là, une anomalie inconnue l’arrache à sa vie réelle. À son réveil, il est nu, couvert d’une cape en peau de bête, au cœur d’un cercle tribal. Autour de lui, des guerriers titanesques hurlent sous les tambours de guerre. La chaleur. L’odeur du sang. Le poids de l’air. Tout est réel. Trop réel. Prisonnier d’un monde brutal qu’il pensait connaître, Ji Hoon découvre qu’il a été réincarné dans le corps de Khaevar Lokhzel, un barbare de 25 ans, né de la Brume, du sang et du Fer. Mais il n’est pas un simple joueur piégé. Il est un stratège aguerri, un connaisseur absolu des secrets du jeu : quêtes cachées, zones interdites, failles du système… Et désormais, il possède la force d’un monstre de guerre. Son objectif n’est plus de survivre. Son objectif est clair : dominer. Dans un monde dévasté par la fusion cataclysmique de douze royaumes, entre ruines, runes antiques, douze races dominantes, failles, donjons et grand labyrinthe, monstre et créatures, Khaevar Lokhzel va réécrire les lois du chaos. Un cerveau de joueur. Un corps de titan. Un monde à soumettre. Bienvenue dans Ætherion. Là où les faibles meurent. Et où les rois naissent dans le sang. snap : @shakal insta : @shak_al07 twitter x : @Shakal_07

This isn't your average Sunday sermon. When the sun sets in this America, the real monsters come out— Chainsaw-wielding hillbillies, wax museums that never existed, cursed cabins in the woods, clown cults, dream demons, haunted dolls, and unclassified anomalies prowl the shadows... And right in the middle of it? Gideon Black, who woke up one day as a priest—armed with a divine leveling system. Now, he blesses suburban homes, exorcises demonic squatters, and offers life coaching to emotionally exhausted ghosts. With skills like: [Soul Insight] – spot a demon’s weak point before it spots you. [Psychological Counseling] – because even monsters need therapy. [Holy Water Blessing] – one drop of holy water, entire haunted house purified. [Gospel Hymn] – a church event so powerful even Hellhounds stay home. But Gideon is cautious—too cautious. He doesn’t fight unless the odds are stacked in his favor. He double-checks the salt lines, proofreads his holy verses, and once quarantined a cursed toaster just in case. When the Apocalypse finally arrives? Satan: "This guy solo'd my dungeon and left a Yelp review." Fallen Angel: "Even I pray to him when I get scared." Cthulhu: "@！？xx(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻" God slams the table: “You guys are weak—go train harder.” Unlock exclusive access to advanced chapters: Join us at patreon.com/A_divin5!

"To devour is to survive. To survive is to become something else." Revyn Hollowbrand awakens in a world that should not exist — a decaying realm of blood, shadow, and ash. He remembers nothing of his past, only his name... and the hunger. A parasitic system pulses inside him, whispering one command: [Devour to Evolve.] Every enemy he slays feeds the living curse stitched into his soul, granting him monstrous traits — at the cost of his humanity. The deeper he descends into this corrupted world, the more he mutates, the more he loses pieces of himself. But death is not the end here — it's a beginning. The world he walks is not just twisted… it’s alive. Trapped beyond the Veil, a barrier separating this realm from the true world, Revyn discovers that his real body sleeps in a mysterious academy on the other side — watched over by two powerful girls he cannot remember, but who seem to remember him. With a rare system skill known as Veilwalker, he is able to return to his true body for 24 hours at a time, every two days — but the clock is always ticking. In the cursed world, Revyn forges alliances with broken warriors, forgotten echoes, and even fragments of dead gods. In the real world, he begins to uncover a past he doesn’t remember, and a family he thought lost — an older brother who still searches for him, and a little sister dying from a mana plague. As ancient factions awaken and monstrous “Brandbearers” rise to devour the world, Revyn must confront what he’s becoming, and choose: Will he be the final devourer of the cycle — or the one who rewrites the system from within?