Zombie apocalypse. Zero chill. One very pissed-off survivor.

As whispers spread and shadows begin stalking the living, the two friends are dragged into a curse older than memory itself. Every answer leads to another corpse. Every step deeper into the village awakens something watching from the ashes. But the greatest horror hiding inside the ruins is not the monster buried beneath them. It's the person standing beside them. The Ashes of Ifrit is a dark horror-fantasy filled with cursed legends, betrayal, ancient evil, and a village that remembers every sin.

Four souls. One secret. And a place that was never meant to be found. Grimvale isn't on any map. But once you enter... it never lets you leave the same.

In a city drenched in silence. Four murders. Four massages. And one sick purpose. In each body something is missing. A detective chasing a killer but the deeper she digs the more she realises- it's not murders it's.. something that is about creation...

In a city of happy souls, every slice tells a story. Ryder Tanner likes his life simple: the smell of fresh yeast, the heat of the oven, and the quiet rhythm of kneading dough. But in this town, perfection has a price. When legendary ovenist Dr. Michael Keh wins his tenth Pizzapalooza, people start to disappear, leaving behind nothing but empty shops and hollow gazes. As Ryder and his friend Nasir dig into the city's "secret ingredient," the truth begins to sour. His friends are acting strange, the shadows are growing longer, and Dr. Keh is looking at Ryder like he's the missing piece to a masterpiece.

Laura thought that her free life was coming to an end when her parents tried to marry her off to a wealthy family. Her rash decision to run-away while being lost in the maze of a mansion let her to an encounter with a strange old man who handed her the key to the door that would change her life. You might've heard the story before, but Alice in Wonderland didn't involve fallen angels and an untold dimension which wasn't covered in the bible did it?

Something is wrong. Not in a way you can see. Not in a way you can prove. But once you notice it- you can't unsee it. --- On his first day at a new school, everything feels... almost normal. The corridors are filled with noise. The routine is familiar. Nothing stands out. Except for one thing. Her. --- She doesn't belong to the background like everyone else. She feels... fixed. Unchanging. Like she exists outside whatever is quietly shifting beneath reality. --- At first, it's easy to ignore. A moment that lasts too long. A silence that shouldn't be there. A feeling that something is watching-not him, but everything. --- Then people start to stop. Mid-step. Mid-sentence. Mid-breath. Time fractures. Patterns repeat. And something unseen begins to take control. --- It doesn't ask. It doesn't warn. It only observes. And adapts. --- Some try to understand it. Some try to use it. Some don't realize it's already inside them. --- But the truth is worse than any of them imagined- because this isn't something that can be escaped. --- It's learning. --- And when it finally decides what to keep- and what to erase- there won't be a second chance. --- Because the only way to stop it... is to disappear with it.

a 16 yr boy in a messy but caring family, gets himself tangled in a unsolved murder case about his best friend. thorny vines of cracked glass and haunting eyes, that stellan is determined to break through, or die trying.

Some memories refuse to stay buried. Claira doesn't remember her childhood... not really. But she feels it. The emptiness. The fear. The voices that aren't hers. Then the drawings start. A dark room. A locked door. A girl crouched in the corner. Suddenly, nothing is normal anymore. Every shadow, every sound, every heartbeat could be a reminder of the past she's tried to forget-or the secrets that are still alive beneath the locked doors. Claira has to face the truth... before it swallows her completely.