Cryptid Stories

15 year old Cage's life was flipped upside down when he discovered that buried within his soul is Kisei Suru Takusan, an ancient, godlike entity whose power shook the world for thousands of years. When Cage begins awakening strange spiritual abilities, he's pulled into an unseen war fought by Practitioners and Cryptids alike. But neither side sees Cage as an ally. To them, he's a threat. Cage has to resist Takusan's pull as he grows stronger and comes to understand more of the violent world he's been forced into. Every battle brings him closer to mastering incredible power, but also a step closer to losing himself entirely. As unlikely allies, ruthless enemies, differing ideologies clash around him, Cage must decide what kind of person he'll become, and how he'll survive an ever-changing world that's at odds with him, just as much as he is with himself.

Alex just wants to live the dream: wearing loud Hawaiian shirts, journaling, and running the finest stationery shop in the Pinecrest Square Mall. Until a "mermaid" interrupts this quiet life of gel pens and washi tape.

CrepNaut tech agent 3rd degree Pythagorean Savant's report of the first encounter with the TF 808 and its eventual retrieval.

In a quiet, watching house, something in the walls is listening. A silent child follows a gentle voice that seeps through the halls-never loud, never urgent, only patient and polite. It does not chase. It does not lie. Instead, it guides, leading the child deeper into hidden corridors and impossible spaces the house slowly reveals. The voice offers comfort, curiosity, and careful truths, but never the whole of them. And as the house begins to feel less like a place and more like something alive, the child must decide how far to follow... and what might be waiting when there is nowhere left to go.

Hikers and campers are mysteriously disappearing along the Swamp Fox Trail in the National Park. Can Jase Young, with the help of a conservationist, reporter, and county sheriff find and stop the Horror of Hell Hole Swamp and recover a missing child?

In Gotham, there was a rumor. A rumor, saying that the Bat was the coalescence of their sins, come to punish them (they said that, due to the Batman being formed of their sins, it could not kill them, lest it be weakened). The Bat was formed of the night, and the lines between it and the night blurred, to the point that it became all but invisible in the shadows, only able to be seen by the glow of its eyes, or a shadow blotting out the little light of the moon as it flew in the skies, surveying its territory. The Bat was eldritch, a myth, a tale told to children to frighten them into behaving. 'Be good, and the Batman won't snatch you away to join its brood'. By day, a ditzy socialite, CEO of Wayne Industries, by night, a vengeful shadow in the dark, punishing criminals and doling out justice, the Bat was real.

I'm moving in with my Grams after a strained relationship with My parents became too much. My job was closer and there was more peace there. My name's Kendra, moving in with Grams was beautiful and progressing along well until strange occurrences start happening. Odd noises, things closing on their own. Grams just writes it off as Granddad. I'm not so sure. Grams has been one of the most trustworthy ppl in My entire life, but Ik she's not telling me something. I'm determined to get to the bottom of it, but nothing prepared me for this.

Cryptid podcaster Rowan Vale has spent their whole life chasing monsters no one can prove exist. When they find a strange dog in the woods during an investigation, they believe they've solved another case and closed out another podcast... until an email and a full moon reveals the truth. This is no ordinary stray dog. It's a hellhound. And now Rowan is in a dilemma of a lifetime. Should they reveal the truth of this dog and be proven right, or should they protect this dog and keep it as their beloved pet?

A man settles down in Alaska and prepares for the longest polar night yet. The calm of the night is broken when a sharply dressed boy emerges from the forest being chased by an axe wielding psychopath. Can he defend his new home and the child?

Everything is going as expected at the 34th annual boy's camp, boring albeit. Until the sky vanishes trom existence. Something is lurking in the darkness, hunting them down. Eating them. The question is. What?

Fictional Horror Story of Wendigo

All Great Ones needs a child. It is a primal, inevitable truth that Ellen Nightwood, the newly ascended Great One, was starting to truely realize. She shouldn't be surprised, Flora, the Moon Presence and her now self proclamed new mother had warned her about. So, like all her bretheren before her, she move her gaze back towards the Waking World where she hope to find a suitable "partner" to create and birth her child. With a bit of luck, her offspring will grow strong enough to pave the way for her towards a new purpose. Something she lost when she ended the nightmare and the hunt. Ps : There is NO human form here ! I have read dozens of monster Izuku story and every single f***ing time he is mostly in a human form so what is the f***ing point ?!

Katya and Adella are spending a nice day in the woods when they stumble on a nest of baby birds tat have fallen out of the tree. The problem is that its winter. Compleatly abnormla for babys to be born in. They raise the birds up from chicks and odd things start to happen around them.

Portrait of a woman in transit. Name: Tay Warren. Current Location: Somewhere between a Burlington basement and the end of the world. Tay Warren's biggest problem used to be the rising price of beef and the hum of a dying refrigerator. But that was before the world stuttered. Now, Tay finds herself in an abandoned factory bathed in a light that doesn't exist. She is part of a collection of one hundred New Englanders "loading in" like assets on a server. Most are screaming. Some are praying. But five of them are simply trying to survive the math. There is Gabe, who sees the glitches in the skybox. Murph, whose anger is the only thing more real than the concrete. Xiomara, a mother with everything to lose. And Mark, a man whose "luck" is about to run out of credit. Together, they must navigate a landscape that looks like home but feels like a fever dream. A world where sugar houses are skeletal traps, stone walls are the boundaries of a cage, and the fog hides things that wear human faces but forget the human names. The "Devs" are watching. They have front-row seats. And as the forest begins to unmake itself, Tay realizes the most terrifying glitch isn't the world around her... it's the name the world keeps whispering in her ear. Enter the lobby. WELCOME TO THE RENDER.

A couple of autumn themed horror stories. Think "Over the Garden Wall," :). These are just rough stories i've written that bring me joy.

17 years ago over three hundred men, women and children went missing in Limetown. 15 years ago about ten children drowned and about twenty adults burned at a place called the Bridge. 6 years ago a reporter went missing trying to find out Limetown's truth. 6 years ago the reporter's uncle attempted and failed to save her. Now, an urban explorer by the alias of Moonwish finds a bag full of missing tapes and decides that the world has to hear what they say. Never did she think it was so deadly though, she will not stop. Cover art is by me and background photos are from Pinterest.

idk but it's like the OG MHS but other schools with its own students and teachers and there's buses that the students can use to travel to other locations in Horror World. also they are more queer rep

Skinwalker Story

"If I could be with you tonight I would sing you to sleep Never let them take the light behind your eyes" ▫️▫️▫️▫️▫️▫️ THIS IS A JOKE FANFICTION THAT ME AND MY FRIENDS WROTE PLZ DON'T TAKE THIS TOO SERIOUSLY AHSJAJAJAKA im so sorry

A unique worker drone has woken up from her capsule after many years, after every life on Copper 9 went extinct. However, she doesn't remember who she was and will have to find a way to recollect her memory. As she goes on a journey, she encounters deadly drones that are out to kill not only her but all the drones. Will she be able to save her many drones by finding who she truly is and what she was made for? ------------------------- Note: I only own my characters and the original plot in the story. Murder Drone's story and characters belong to their respective owners.