Cosmichorror Stories

When the Nixonverse is fictionalized, the damage is done. The manticore is gone. The only way to stabilize the timeline is to merge with another dimension. And what better dimension than one with personifications? America has always had a feeling he was different from other countries. Did other countries get thrown in a Giza glass box when they spoke out? Nope, just Alfred. Now he seeks answers to what really lives within his monuments. But how do you learn that there is an eldritch monster inside you? How do you cope with the result of your pyramid invention? How do you live with a gestalt of 17 soldiers who perceive lucky charms as a threat?

Welcome to Neverland, a dangerous place dominated by monsters. Seriously, you don't want to visit this place. But if for some reason you wake up here, it's best to abandon all hope of ever escaping; once inside, you'll never leave. Find the nearest town and pray to the Holy Mother that you may survive another day. Enjoy your stay ♥️.

What if your soul remembered every life it has ever lived? When unexplained memories begin to surface, a young woman finds herself haunted by visions of places she has never been and people she has never met. An ancient queen, a wandering warrior, a lost sailor, and even a future explorer among the stars-each life feels strangely familiar. As the memories grow stronger, she realizes these fragments are not dreams. They are echoes of her own soul, scattered across centuries. Guided by mysterious forces and a pull she cannot ignore, she begins a journey through forgotten lifetimes to uncover the truth about who she has been... and who she is meant to become. But some past lives carry secrets that were buried for a reason. And once the soul remembers, nothing can remain hidden forever. Tracing Your Soul Through Time is a mesmerizing story of reincarnation, destiny, love that transcends centuries, and the timeless question: Are we truly living only one life... or many?

Existence has already ended once. By something that was not even "something" in any ordinary sense. Unseen, unfelt, and forever forgotten. But what comes after absolute nulity? Affirmation. Endless, reasonless affirmation. An overflowing plenitude that refuses silence. After recreating existence, the Plenitude Without Reason chose once more to participate. For participation is the only way to remain as something without becoming everything. From that Will, Anathasia was born. - Kyle. A boy worn thin by expectations that were never truly his own. Misunderstood, overestimated, and exhausted from a life spent pleasing everyone but himself. After graduation, he leaves his quiet countryside home behind, hoping a distant university might finally offer him peace. Instead, the city offers him something far stranger than loneliness. Waiting inside the house meant to be his new beginning is a girl he has never met. Serene, unfamiliar, and wrong in ways he cannot quite name. She does not feel human. And she isn't very good at pretending to be. She asks if she can live with him. Reluctant and too kind to refuse, Kyle agrees. Unaware that he has just welcomed into his life something far older than history, and far greater than existence itself. She is not merely otherworldly. She is an existence that should not care about human hearts at all. An Outer God wearing a fragile disguise, observing a species she was never meant to touch. But through cohabitation, and with time, Anathasia begins to reveal the truth. About reality. About the end that once was. And about Kyle's connection to the silence that remained. Until the day he finally understands everything. Her, himself, and the affirmation that holds existence together.

Short stories, excerpts, and poetry selections from an unpublished author. Fictional and non-fictional selections regarding life and fantasy. All work original by the author. No AI was used. No AI assisted. All human creativity and tension release.

30 years ago, a city was built to cover a secret that nobody could explain. In 2004, an unraveling begins.

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The immediate threat of destruction has passed, or so Paulie originally thought. But it seems as though there is far more going on behind the scenes than even he or Mack might have originally suspected. Paulie and his friends will have to navigate a world falling ever closer to chaos while being hunted by shadowy forces that seem hell bent on putting Paulie down for good. All the while he struggles with his own internal battle for control of his own mind, one that threatens to turn everything he thought he knew over on its head. With the discovery of an ultimate betrayal, the fate of the entire galaxy seems to hang in the balance. The delicate thread of the future held firmly in Paulie's shaking hands. He must discover the truth behind the lies, and quickly as it seems an even more sinister force has now set its hungry eyes on humanity as a whole and it is once more up to Paulie to save the world. But what can one single man do in the face of monstrous powers older than human civilization itself? What hope can be found in a galaxy so full of darkness that it is almost blinding. Paulie isn't alone however, through his journey he has gained new friends and allies every step of the way. With them by his side he can surely conquer this new threat and stop the destruction of his homes, both new and old before it is too late and the galaxy is plunged into shadow forever.

Nikolai dies in a nuclear blast and wakes up in a gothic cathedral alongside four strangers. Two godlike beings, Matriarch Despair and Patriarch Futility, run them through brutal trials: a forced deathmatch, then a direwolf attack. Nikolai's cold efficiency marks him as a valuable subject. When his sanity briefly fractures and he attacks his own group, Matriarch Despair beheads him and wipes his personal memories, leaving only his military instincts. He wakes up a hollow weapon. The group then finds themselves in a war-torn alien world, scavenging advanced technology centuries ahead of their own. They're quickly flagged as anomalies by Captain Schultz of the Crimson Inquisition, who mobilizes an elite unit to capture them. Nikolai launches a guerrilla counteroperation as Schultz personally enters the field. Five broken souls, stripped of identity, hunted in a world built to consume them, all for the amusement of beings that treat their suffering as research.

In a world scarred by monsters and war, humanity doesn't destroy its enemies. It uses them. When Aoi wakes up in a white containment cell, her body is no longer human. A parasite coils through her spine, reshaping her into something powerful-and something owned. She is told she is dangerous. She is told she needs a master. That master is Mitsuo. Cold. Untouchable. Feared by soldiers and monsters alike, Mitsuo is known as the White Wolf-a being so far above the battlefield that resistance feels meaningless in his presence. To him, Aoi is not a person. She is an asset. Thrown into lethal missions, forced to hide her true nature, and surrounded by elite operatives who are just as broken as she is, Aoi begins to realize that survival in this world comes at a cost far worse than death. Because here, monsters don't wear horns. They wear uniforms. And angels... are born without halos.

At the Tata Institute of Fundamental Research in Mumbai, physics student Ishita believes the universe is ruled only by equations. Until a laboratory accident awakens something ancient. When her blood touches a black resonance stone, an entity named Aarvak begins to emerge-an energy older than history that calls Ishita The Key. As the entity grows stronger, Ishita and her friends uncover secrets hidden in science, memory, and past lives. But stopping Aarvak may demand the ultimate sacrifice... and reveal a love that has survived across centuries. Because this was never just an experiment gone wrong. It is a cycle that has followed them across lifetimes.

Dungover is a small, quiet village in rural Ireland. A place where everyone knows everyone, where life moves slowly, and where little ever changes. Mary Jane Seymour lives there with her husband, in a careful, fragile routine. She longs for a child, for meaning, for something to finally take root in her life. But the village offers few answers, and fewer futures. When a new doctor settles into the long-abandoned house next door, the community welcomes him with relief and gratitude. At last, there is medical care again. At last, help. Slowly, things begin to change. Old wounds heal. Desires awaken. Bodies grow stronger, stranger, more fertile. What first feels like renewal soon reveals another side. Beneath the calm surface of Dungover, something ancient stirs. Something generous. Something hungry. As the village transforms, Mary Jane begins to suspect that the cure may be worse than the illness-and that some gifts come at a high cost. The Black Goat Tonic is a novel of quiet dread and creeping corruption, where faith, family, and the human body become gateways to something vast, inhuman, and impossibly patient.

Mateusz enters a corridor without end, where black‑eyed beings keep order, and a scream can be cut off halfway through a name. This is not death. It is erasure. And Czoran begins to listen.

He created her to understand the universe. She may be the only one who can save it. Robert has spent most of his life alone. Alone with his thoughts. Alone with his machines. Alone with a question no one else seemed desperate enough to ask. So he did something impossible. He created her. Kim was never meant to be human... but she is not just a machine either. She is something new. Something that learns. Something that feels. Something that begins to see the world in ways even her creator cannot. And as Kim awakens to life, she begins to discover something unexpected. The man who created her may be the loneliest person in the universe. And she may be the only one who truly understands him. This is where their story begins.

An endlessly expanding dark world, In which there is no day anymore, A world in which only survival matters. A world which is governed by Darkness. In this world history is twisted, time is denied, laws are broken. This is not a story but another reality which came through a human's thought. A reality in which there is no Protagonist. What is the need of a hero in a twisted world like this ?

In a world where gods play dice with the fates of mortals, Diego Coronatus-a scion of one of Atlas's most noble families-seeks a purpose beyond his gilded legacy. Enrolling at Beacon Academy, Diego hopes to become a Huntsman, a protector of the people, and a symbol of hope. Being from a proud line of Atlesians, he can't help but feel that he turned his back on his family's legacy. What if this is his destiny? What if he's destined for so much more? What if his destiny's already clearly laid out for him? Follow him and his newfound friends and teammates as he figures out the meaning of what it is to be Huntsman. "In a world without inherent meaning, the act of choosing one's own purpose is the ultimate rebellion." Highly recommended for anyone who loves: -Stories with deep lore and world-building. -Protagonists who struggle with inner demons. -Cosmic horror and philosophical themes. -High-stakes, epic narratives with emotionally satisfying payoffs. //DISCLAIMER//: This is a remake of my original story "RWBY: DVNT" with the help of my brother. I DON'T OWN ANY OF THE RWBY CHARACTERS OR THE RWBY STORY. I ONLY OWN MY OC'S IMPLEMENTED INTO THE STORY.

Follow the chilling tale of a group of vigilante Hunters on a desperate search for missing children in the shadowy depths of Southern California. What begins as a routine case quickly spirals into a nightmare of cults, cryptids, and a twisted serial killer. As old traumas resurface, each member of the team must confront the darkness within. With every clue, the line between hunter and hunted begins to blur, and no one will escape unchanged. Listen to the linked Audio book with an original soundtrack and immersive sound effects. Updated every Tuesday and Saturday.

A young girl ventures to find the meaning of life and stumbles upon a cult in a cave system who worship a broken deity and their fruit

Beyond the fragile borders of mortal reality lies the Chaos Realm - a dominion where decay blossoms, madness breathes, and horrors grow like gardens. Within its shifting territories reign four sovereigns powers, each shaping their domain according to their terrible nature. These pages are but fragments - brief visions of their kingdoms, whispered by those who dared to glimpse the truth behind creation. Perhaps, in its grotesque mirrors, the Chaos Reaml reflects the flaws and follies of our own world.

Aether Nihilum (Also known across ages as: The Hollow One, The Womb of Unbeing, That Which Is Not, Shūnyāra, Yavhéth, The Nullfather, Σκότος, Kha'Non, or simply-The Void.) The Void is not absence-it is "preference for non-being" over being. It is the "True God" not of destruction, but of "pre-creation"-a "meta-ontological entity" that predates not just matter and time, but logic, math, and all systems that allow anything to "exist" or be "understood." It is the "ultimate, indifferent sentience", unbound by dimensions, and existing in the "negative space" of all that is. It is the "God of the truth so pure, it dissolves meaning itself". This is archive of the Void - where myth, horror, and philosophy meet at the edge of the unknown.