Darktale Stories

"You." her heart starts beating in ribcage like she had run a marathon, tounge were tied ,throat feels like desert like dry , mouth lost saliva ,pupils were dilated, toes are curling inwards ,palms were sweating ,loosing it's warmth & turning cold.A drop of warm salty liquid travel from her forhead to cheek. " What are you doing here ?" "I came to take you to the home." He said very calmly. "I am not going anywhere. My home is here where I am today , and I won't go anywhere . That home ,that chapter is closed long ago ,I won't let you open it again, " she mustered courage to stand up against him .She won't let him destroy what she has weaved with patience, hard work, and resilience. "That chapter is open ended, it will close when I wish ,how I wish . You are coming back with me, Smita, and I'll make sure to remind each and every detail of that chapter. " his words have finality as if he had sealed her future once again.His six feet tall figure towered to intimidate her, but she won't give in to his demands. "I won't go with you ,do whatever you want, but I won't go with you, Akshay.Never again,"she folds her hand near her below her breast, ready to fight tooth and nail to protect her little heaven. Abandoned wife is a raw , atmospheric love story set between the chaos of stardom and the stillness of mountain air. A tale of power, redemption, trauma, and the aching question: What happens when a man is loved only when he conquers-and a woman only when she yields

The lesson will repeat itself until you learn from it. This quote alone symbolizes the tale of A dance with A necromancer. A foretelling memoir of one woman's secret double life finding her in each and every lifetime. Chapter 1-4 will be previewed on Wattpad Full short story novel will be released and published on Barnes and noble press in 20 copies paperback and ebook on February 14th , 2026 .

They called it Jamaican food. They lied. Every bite, every smell, every morsel screamed neglect and disrespect. This isn't food-it's arrogance plated as cuisine. I've had real Haitian food. I know what care, love, and flavor taste like. This? It tastes like death. Like the animal was killed hours ago in someone's backyard and dumped onto a plate with zero respect. The meat is tough. The vegetables limp. The grains bitter. Every bite feels like a crime scene in my mouth. I can smell the indifference. I can feel the negligence clinging to me like a second skin. This story is unapologetic. It's raw. It's chaotic. It's the truth about a plate of food that claimed to be something it's not. I push the plate away, but the disrespect lingers. The energy of this "meal" haunts the table, the restaurant, and me. And I will not hold back. I will not sugarcoat. Life deserves honesty. Flavor deserves reverence. I deserve respect. If you've ever tasted food that insulted your soul, you'll understand this rage. If you've ever been promised culture and received death on a plate, this story is for you. Every word is a punch, every line a reminder to never swallow lies disguised as something real. This isn't just a rant. This is a rebellion. This is truth served raw, unapologetic, and explosive. Warning: This is not for the faint of heart. It's chaos, it's fury, it's honesty. If you can handle the taste of reality, read on.

Welcome to HollowBrook a picturesque college town with smiling neighbors, scripted lives, and a stage beneath every streetlamp. When Kirius Vulpino enrolls at Orius Victus College Institution, he expects lectures, textbooks, maybe a bit of drama. What he finds instead is a town where nothing is real and everyone is watching. The sky never quite sets. The actors never quite blink. And the roles everyone plays? They're not just performances. They're bindings. Kirius begins to unravel the horrifying truth: HollowBrook isn't a place it's a show, and the audience is something far beyond human. Everyone has a part to play. Fail your role, and the Script rewrites you. But what if Kirius was never meant to follow the script Or is it just him following his role? A town of illusion. A cast of broken souls. A cosmic performance that cannot end. ⸻ CONTENT WARNINGS: Themes of existential dread, manipulation, mental breakdowns, unreality, trauma, and horror.

We all think we know the true story of the past of Undertale. ... we THINK. But what if we don't really know? What if a far darker tale is yet to be told? What if a secret darkness lurks in the shadows, waiting to strike? What if it's what really got Chara... ...and what if it comes back? (This AU is by my friend Star. I asked her if I could write a fic of it and she approved. It's still a work in progress, but I'll add in more details later)

a book with no name or description, then a girl around 5-6 found it in a field, but it wasn't an ordinary field it was completely empty, nothing in it, no flowers, no hills, nothing. I hope you all enjoy this book

After little Adam is left alone, a quiet nightmare begins... Beneath his duvet, strange creatures appear-he calls them his friends. But they aren't real... are they? A chilling short story blending horror, mystery, and the fragile innocence of a lonely child.

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Alice thought it would be another ordinary night at the morgue. But when she unzips the body bag on table number three, she finds more than a nameless corpse. The scars are hers. The mole is hers. Even the chipped tooth is hers. As the silence thickens, the lights flicker, and the computer begins typing on its own, Alice realizes she is no longer just performing an autopsy-she is unraveling her own. A psychological horror about identity, fear, and the thin line between the living and the dead.

A strange figure appears every night in a child's window... Always smiling. Always watching. Some doors should never be opened. Some smiles are never friendly.

These are stories that I collected from urban legends websites and from word of mouth. Some of these are ghost stories, others legends. Most of these are true stories. I have just one piece of advice before you read these, or for any scary story, NEVER read in the dark...

A short story about a Princess. But it's not a rainbow and unicorns kind of story.

🔔 The Ringing of the Bell 🖤🌙 In the quiet, fog-choked village of Monteluce, a bell tolls at midnight... but no one knows where it comes from. When villagers begin to vanish-one by one-Elena is forced to confront the impossible. A narrow hallway of mirrors, whispers of loved ones lost, and a darkness that reaches for her very soul. Some doors should never be opened. Some calls should never be answered. And some reflections... are better left unseen. Will Elena survive the night, or will she, too, be swallowed by the echoing tolls? 🕯️💀🌫️🩸✨

A man runs from many problems in life, none more than those he can't control. Desperation and instinct may not be enough to safe him. But where there is a tiny glimmer of hope he just may claw his way back.

In the shadow of the Singularity, the world transforms in terrifying ways. These stories explore the eerie aftermath of technological breakthroughs, where humanity is no longer in control. From digital consciousness to bio-enhanced societies, this anthology presents a grim vision of the post-Singularity world, where innovation leads to unforeseen and devastating consequences.

Quiet. Deadly. Unforgiving. Those are the words Snow White lives by. The words that keep her sane while held captive by Queen Annalise for all these years. The words that keep her from not crumbling to the ground and breaking under Annalise's wrath. If she's broken, she won't be able to fight back, to take back. Starved, tortured, caged, she still doesn't break, doesn't cower. Annalise is cold, cruel, and calculated. Her nine-year reign over the Northern kingdom has brought it to its knees. The rapidly decreasing population are savages, fighting for their life while the Queen sits on her blood throne and relishes the chaos and death. So when Snow has a chance to escape, she does, one thing on her mind - revenge. ------------------------------------------- This is a darker retelling of the fairy tale Snow White by the Grimm Brothers. This novel might contain content that is unsettling to some readers such as torture and descriptive scenes. (sorry if the summary isn't good. I'm new to this :)

written by Stephany Quinn

Kim Jonghyun was more than just a singer; he was a poet, a storyteller, and a soul who poured his emotions into every note he sang. As the main vocalist of SHINee, he captivated millions with his powerful voice and heartfelt lyrics. Beyond the stage, he was a deep thinker, a passionate artist, and a person who cared deeply about the world around him. His journey was filled with brilliance, struggles, and an undeniable impact on the music industry. This is the story of a man who lived through music, loved through lyrics, and left behind a legacy that will never fade. كيم جونغهيون لم يكن مجرد مغنٍ، بل كان شاعرًا، راويًا، وروحًا تصب مشاعرها في كل نغمة يغنيها. كالمغني الرئيسي لفرقة SHINee، أسر قلوب الملايين بصوته القوي وكلماته الصادقة. بعيدًا عن المسرح، كان مفكرًا عميقًا، فنانًا شغوفًا، وشخصًا يحمل همّ العالم من حوله. رحلته كانت مزيجًا من التألق، الصراعات، والتأثير الذي لا يمكن إنكاره في صناعة الموسيقى. هذه هي قصة رجل عاش من خلال الموسيقى، وأحب من خلال كلماته، وترك وراءه إرثًا لن يزول أبدًا.

Deep in the heart of an African town lies a market that only appears at nightfall. Its stalls glow with forbidden goods, its merchants speak in riddles, and its shadows bargain with secrets instead of coins. But every visitor must remember one rule: never answer when the market whispers your name.