Britishhorror Stories

In the frost-bitten Weald of Kent, veterinarian Jess Harper brings home one more broken creature - a tiny polecat-ferret kit with eyes too bright and a bite that won't heal. As an unnatural sickness sweeps the countryside - foxes staggering in daylight, badgers with silver-disc eyes, deer smashing their skulls against iron - sixteen-year-old Mia tries to nurse the kit back to health in the dead of night. What crawls out of the cage is older than the hop fields themselves. It wears the skins of Kentish omens: the black dog, the Hooden Horse, the watchers that have always lived between the skeletal poles and the black woodland. It speaks with wooden jaws. It tastes human blood. And it is no longer alone. The First Bite - a raw, sensory horror origin story where the old things of the Weald finally come home.

He was drunk, broke, and had just lost his job when he wandered into a shop he'd never noticed before and asked a stranger for the only things he wanted: someone to love him, and somewhere to belong. She never asked for money. Just one breath. All of it. Don't hold anything back. Years later, Wyatt has everything he asked for - the job, the girl, a life that finally feels like his. Then the dreams start. Something wearing his own face is waiting for him every time he closes his eyes, and every wound he takes fighting it back shows up on his body when he wakes. He tells himself it's stress. A breakdown. Anything but what it actually is. Everyone thinks the price was blood. Blood grows back. IN JEST is a slow-burn psychological horror about the debts we don't know we've made, the people who pay for our bargains without knowing it, and what happens when something you gave away years ago finally comes to collect.

This is the story about a teenage girl who runs away from home due to a mental condition which only leads to her mortal doom.