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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 Haunted House
Sarah did not want to go inside of the house. She heard so many stories about what happened inside of that house. People were murdered in the most horrific ways inside, with no explanation. The bodies were discovered in pieces, and they never caught who did it. The worst part, is that the bodies were revealed to have been chewed up. Like some sort of animal had attacked them. And it terrified Sarah to death.
By Emy Quinn5 months ago in Horror
Hearing the Scales of the Storm
The pirate ship Coronado needed a miracle and soon. A storm was beginning to brew, but it wasn’t the biggest problem: The ship following the pirate ship was. The HMS Swansea would normally be faster, but its rigging had been damaged in the fight with the Coronado and was slowing it down; the fight had been recent enough that some among the crew of both ships had ringing ears from the cannon fire; he grinned as he remembered the fire from the cannons. My ears are still ringing from the sound! However, the ship chasing was hardly limping and would soon catch the ship running, especially as repairs were being done in transit.
By Jamais Jochim5 months ago in Horror
Exploring the Wendigo: Real Psychosis and Cautionary Tale
The wendigo (sometimes windigo) stalks through icy forests, hunting prey that will never fill the freezing hollow of its hunger... there's no doubt this cannibalistic creature of Algonquian folklore is a figure of horror.
By Bob5 months ago in Horror
SEASON 2 : Whispers from the Lantern: The Keeper's Lament
Chapter 3 The drive back to the mainland was a tense and silent one. The team, a group of hardened professionals, were now a group of terrified children. The whispers from the lantern room were still in their minds, a constant, low murmur of sorrow and grief.
By Tales That Breathe at Night5 months ago in Horror
Room 13B
Room 13B By Hasnain Shah When Julia arrived at the old brick townhouse just outside Boston, she was already regretting her decision to book an Airbnb instead of a hotel. The listing photos had shown a warm, antique charm — mahogany floors, a vintage armoire, and a cozy bay window looking out over the Charles River. But the actual place felt… off.
By Hasnain Shah5 months ago in Horror
Seven Footprints to Satan
Thelma Todd spent the last night of her life dying in her car, the cause of death presumably carbon monoxide poisoning. It was suspected that gangster Lucky Luciano had ordered the hit because Todd had refused his request to put illegal gambling machines in her roadside eatery. Luciano denied this accusation to his close associates. To this day, it is unknown exactly how Todd managed to kill herself, passed out in her car.
By Tom Baker5 months ago in Horror
The Story No One Dared to Read. AI-Generated.
Noor had been writing stories online for almost a year, but no one seemed to care. No comments. No hearts. No followers.
By Ghanni malik5 months ago in Horror
Whispers Beneath the Willow. AI-Generated.
There was a willow tree at the edge of the village — tall, ancient, and always trembling, even when the wind was still. No one went near it after dark. The elders said the roots were tangled around something not meant to be disturbed.
By shakir hamid5 months ago in Horror
What Would You Do For a Gallon of Sweetened Tea?
A tanna tree has been destroyed and, for the sake of my continued existence, I must plant another as soon as possible. For one of my age, tanna leaves make the only tea worth drinking. They filter the mana of the world into a product that can provide the sole sustenance that succors me. Made into a tea, sweetened just a little, it can make for a delightful afternoon drink, more than suitable for drinking by the pool in the bright noonday sun. After a few hours of recharging both body and soul, I can better refresh my mind in pursuit of my studies.
By Jamais Jochim5 months ago in Horror
My Big Fat Toga Party
It started with a knock. Kevin heard three raps on the door of the frat house and opened it. A corpse stood there waiting for him. Before he could respond, the corpse’s hand reached out for him. Tissue died where the hand touched Kevin, and the corruption spread quickly. In heartbeats, Kevin had lost his, replaced by cold, unfeeling flesh. He turned around and sought out doors within the house. The other corpse joined him. Within minutes the number of zombies had increased; as his frat brothers answered their doors, they were likewise taken and turned.
By Jamais Jochim5 months ago in Horror
The Mothman: The Winged Omen of Point Pleasant
It began with red eyes in the dark. Not glowing like flashlights, not reflecting like animal eyes... they burned, steady and unnatural, staring out from the abandoned TNT plant on a cold West Virginia night in 1966.
By Veil of Shadows5 months ago in Horror
Echoes of the Forgotten. AI-Generated.
The village of Ravencroft had a secret. Not the kind whispered at night or scrawled in diaries, but one that lived in the shadows of every abandoned house, every overgrown path, every cracked cobblestone.
By shakir hamid5 months ago in Horror