Haunted Stories

It started with a shadow near the gate. At first I thought it was my imagination. Then the knocking started. Three knocks on my bedroom door at 2 AM... when everyone in the house was asleep.

Shen Wei haunted by dreams seeks help and reaches a pathway that changes his life. An orphan turned divine aa he embarks on a journey he would never even dream in his life. With the help of a church Pastor, the man finds his destiny.

〄 ⇢ ⋮ 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐖 "you must be onto me ." © 𝐀𝐒𝐀𝐏𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄

Hi guys! I'm excited to share that I've started writing on Wattpad. My first story is full of spooky twists, and I'd love for you to check it out. Let me know what you think I'd love to hear from you. Hope you enjoy! ♡ "Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand." Isaiah 41:10

He asked me to marry him. I said no. Three months later, everything fell apart. Two years later, he's dead - and the last words I ever said to him still haunt me. "I hate you." Now grief follows me like a shadow, and guilt keeps me awake at night. I would give anything for one more chance. One more conversation. One more moment. But some wishes don't come without consequences. Because when the past refuses to stay buried... I start to understand something terrifying. He didn't just leave. He came back for me.

A Demon King rules this Kingdom. At night, monstrous creatures roam, hunting every soul. There's nowhere to hide. No one can escape. Only the Cursed walks the dark, enchanted roads - the last hope for survival.

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Ever since the silence began, the world has been wrong. People lose whole days-forgotten, erased- as if their emotions are being swallowed by something unseen. Joy. Fear. Pain. All of it... fading. But Jiwoo hears what no one else can: Emotions making noise. A trembling echo when fear rises, a sharp crack when anger shatters, a low hum when grief tries to breathe. And when the seventh tone awakens inside her skull, the lights flicker- time stutters- and a voice whispers from the empty air: "Hear the seventh tone." Something is breaking. Something is calling. And Jiwoo is the only one who can hear it.

Princess Arlette saw Kallias Knight murder her childhood friend and burn a village. She wanted him broken. He was innocent, she realized too late. He's the kingdom's most hated prisoner. And the fox has some tricks up her sleeves. A single prophecy, one bloody throne, and a slow-burn hate that's about to ignite everything.

"This is a slow-burning supernatural horror novel about five orphan brothers who grow up together beside a haunted lake in a small Indian town. As children, they are given names and a mysterious brass locket containing a photograph of five unknown children. Years later, they return to the abandoned house at the edge of the lake - and what unfolds over a single terrifying night forces each of them to confront their deepest fears, their loyalty to one another, and a very old evil that has been waiting for them their entire lives. It is not a gore-heavy horror story. The dread is psychological, the characters are deeply human, and the ending reveals that everything they experienced was part of a cycle that has been repeating for centuries."

Horror mystery short story

A Ranger's Apprentice modern-AU horror/thriller fanfic!

This is the sequel to "The Beginning (Zak Bagans Daughter)" Hadley has just graduated from university and is helping her dad out full time at the museum. Hadley meets a guy, but will Zak like him and be ok with his daughter dating this person? Well, you'll just have to read to find out! A/N: hey guys! I hope you enjoy this story! Please vote, comment and share.

Say present if your name is called. But what happened if the class seems to have an extra person?

This is not a pandemic story. Or maybe it is. It's about the year I disappeared into my own apartment and found a stranger living there-me. Between sourdough failures and conversations with appliances, I documented the quiet unraveling (and reassembling) of a life put on pause. Think Robinson Crusoe with Wi-Fi and existential dread. Welcome to my hermitage. I first published this book as Oghan N'thanda, but I am changing my pen name to Zero Vier.

What if the person you're destined for is a stranger you've always known? Luke Drayven has spent his life haunted by dreams of a mysterious girl and a legacy he can't remember. When a letter summons him to a remote German village for the reading of a will, he's thrust into a world of ancient secrets, psychic bonds, and a family history written in blood and moonlight. Kaia Raven has always felt out of place-until she meets Luke, the architect who sketches her face in every city he visits. Together, they inherit more than an estate: they inherit a curse, a connection that defies logic, and a destiny that could save-or doom-the world. As memories unravel and supernatural threats close in, Luke and Kaia must confront the truth about their pasts, their powers, and the love that binds them. But some threads are meant to be broken, and some legacies demand a sacrifice. In a world where memory is magic and forgetting is deadly, can two souls find each other before the darkness claims them both? Perfect for fans of slow-burn romance, psychic bonds, and werewolf lore. This is a rewrite of my Inheritance of Shadow, but completely different All images created for the chapters have been AI generated

At InfiniTech, the office is supposed to be dead after midnight. The problem is tonight, it isn't. Adam, Ben, Leo, and Max are the self-named "Night Audit Crew," the back-shift misfits who keep the systems running while the rest of the company sleeps. Their nights are usually full of cold pizza, broken code, and nonstop jokes about corporate life. For them, the haunted thing about IT has always been just the workload. Until they find the USB. Buried under dust and old HR files lies a mysterious drive labeled: "HR Audit: Hayes Estate." Mr. Hayes, their ex-boss, died under tragic and strange circumstances on his wedding night-along with whispers of an unfinished audit that was never closed. One stupid dare later, the team plugs it in. Screens glitch. A file named RollCall.exe opens on its own. Every monitor freezes on the same message: "Attendance... MANDATORY." The lights flicker, the office doors lock, and the building comes alive with something that smells like old roses, stale cologne, and revenge. Security logs show Hayes's access card still in use. Their phones ring with an unknown caller wearing a ruined wedding suit. And a new kind of audit begins one that tracks not deliverables and deadlines, but the living and the dead. Trapped on a floor where jokes don't land as easily and every shadow feels personal, the Night Audit Crew must uncover what really happened to Mr. Hayes, why their names are appearing in a ghostly "audit for the dead," and what it means when a company refuses to let go of the people it's already buried. Blending office humor, friendship, and slow-building dread, *The Night Audit in an IT* is a horror‑thriller set in the fluorescent glow of an after-hours IT floor-where the scariest thing isn't the workload, but who's still on the attendance list when morning comes.

Edmund comes to the remote village of Black Thickett to escape the life grief has carved out of him. He wants silence. Distance. A place where memories can't follow. But Black Thickett is wrong in quiet, unsettling ways. The broken road becomes perfectly smooth the moment he crosses the boundary. The cottages are too neat, too deliberate. And on a noticeboard full of dry flyers, only one poster is wet. A missing boy, smiling as if he doesn't know he's lost. The villagers won't talk about the disappearances. The forest at the edge of the village seems to breathe, and the deeper Edmund goes, the calmer he feels... dangerously calm. The forest can quiet his pain. It can ease his grief. It can make him forget. But not everything that heals you wants you to survive. Welcome to Black Thickett, where you'll find my entry into the ONC 2026.

The Sequel to 'The Fractured Door' Luna sees what others do not. The edges of reality tremble. Small things change. A presence lingers just out of reach. Some things are not meant to be understood. Some places are better left alone.

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