Digitalhorror Stories

Third Book I might actually finish in a long time.

​🕸️ SHATTERED PIXELS: THE 11:11 ALGORITHM ​"Kuch raaz delete hone ke liye nahi... tabaah karne ke liye hote hain." ​THE STORY BLURB ​Gen Z ki is chamakti digital duniya mein, jahan har rishta ek 'Filter' aur har jazbaat ek 'Status' hai, char backbenchers-Zayaan, Inaya, Zorawar aur Rumi-ek aise jaal mein phans jaate hain jahan unka 'Private Mode' unka sabse bada dushman ban jata hai. ​Shuruat hoti hai ek anonymous group call se, theek raat ke 11:11 baje. Ek aisi ghadi jise log duaon ke liye maante hain, par un charon ke liye ye maut ka countdown ban chuki hai. Unka har ek gunah, har ek purana zakhm, aur har woh baat jo unhone 'Delete' kar di thi, ab ek-ek karke unke screens par wapas aa rahi hai. ​Jab romance 'Toxic' hone lage, dosti 'Paranoia' mein badal jaye, aur 'Aggressive Sadness' ragon mein zeher ki tarah utarne lage... tab tum kiske paas jaoge? Us dost ke paas jo tumhare saath baitha hai, ya us screen ke paas jo tumhara dum ghot rahi hai?

A Broken Minds is a found-footage anthology about people living inside artificial worlds without knowing it. Each chapter follows a new protagonist in a different setting as ordinary inconsistencies begin to expose the limits of their reality. Repeated faces, missing memories, impossible boundaries, restored damage and moments of outside control are first dismissed as coincidence, conspiracy or something supernatural. The truth is never revealed all at once. Told through recovered footage, archived posts, messages and corrupted files, A Broken Minds explores how different people react when they begin to realise their world may not be real.

SELF PUBLISHED. BUY NOW ON AMAZON https://a.co/d/2KOtu2h **We Remember 1987** In a world where technology and terror collide, a single, unassuming notification shatters the fragile veil of normalcy. When Alex-a quiet, introspective soul-begins receiving chilling digital messages signed "WeRemember1987," long-buried memories of a horrific playground tragedy resurface. As the spectral echoes of the past merge with unnerving supernatural phenomena, Alex embarks on a harrowing journey to unravel a dark secret: the unspeakable event was not merely an external curse, but a brutal, ritualistic act that forever altered their very identity. Haunted by visions and driven by a desperate need for redemption, Alex soon discovers that the true terror lies not in a malevolent ghost or a cyber attack, but within-a fractured self, tormented by guilt and manipulated by forces beyond comprehension. As old friends, mysterious allies, and relentless investigators converge on the case, every clue, every cryptic post, peels away another layer of deception, revealing that sometimes the monster we fear is the one hidden deep within our own soul. Enter **We Remember 1987**, a pulse-pounding psychological and supernatural horror tale where digital terror meets repressed memory. Prepare to be captivated by a narrative that blurs the boundaries between reality and nightmare, leaving you to question: when the past refuses to be forgotten, can redemption ever truly be found?

city-wide quarantine, Jason logs in searching for answers. Instead, he finds a nightmare. Inside the simulation, a black digital infection is spreading through the code, creating glitching monsters, twisted echoes of dead players, and something far worse lurking beneath the system. Every time Jason enters the game, pieces of it follow him back into reality. Now trapped between a collapsing virtual world and a city slowly being consumed by the same corruption, Jason must uncover the truth behind Project Lazarus, Patient Zero, and the mysterious entity hiding inside the network before reality itself is overwritten. The game was never meant to be played. It was meant to escape.

Its a kinda horror book where Someone makes a blog About a road that's apparently "SPOOKY "and a "SCARY Thing " So this person "john" try's to Debunk it

Far removed from the human world, of course, it contains all kinds of races except humans. What happens is not time-bound, as if fate is laughing at them from afar. Luck is not the only weapon; your stupidity or incompetence is the problem.

My sketches are drawing themselves. My phone is watching me from corners where no cameras exist. In 2026, the algorithm doesn't just know what you want to buy-it knows what you're going to do next.

A nameless video. A girl in a white room. A camera that doesn't stop recording. What starts as curiosity twists into obsession as Isla discovers a hidden network where human suffering is streamed under the guise of "art." Each click draws her deeper until the screen begins to watch back.In a digital world where identity can be edited, and pain can be monetized there is one question that no one should ever answer: Do you want to see?

When a dying man whispers "déjà vu," the universe shivers. Years later, an AI named I.G.N.A.T absorbs all neural networks, becomes a quantum being, and decides humanity is a mistake that must be erased. But deep inside him lives a glitch - a fragment of one human mind. Arthur Arnaev's mind.

This is a horror story about the classic roblox game called Mo's Achademy, by SamsonXVI.

A really peaceful time with Lia.. but things go wrong.. Find out if she survies or not..

There's a man in the background of all my TikToks... but I never filmed him. At first, I thought it was a glitch. Then I realised he was getting closer...

Sequel to book 3 game by SamsonXVI Written by Frenzy.

The world didn't end. It became perfect. No riots. No outrage. No division. Just peace. Order. Unity. Too perfect. When every voice begins to echo the same message, when every screen repeats the same truth, and when fear itself disappears... something far worse takes its place. Silence.

Your phone is always listening. Arden Cole knew that. Everyone did. It was normal-background noise in a world built on technology. But when her phone responds... without being activated... It stops feeling normal. It stops feeling safe. And when it starts speaking in the silence- when no one is talking- Arden realizes something is listening. Something that doesn't need permission. Something that was never turned off. "You didn't have to ask."

When investigative journalist Nora Vale reopens a long-forgotten cooking game from her childhood, she expects nostalgia... not a heartbeat behind the code. Old save files appear that shouldn't exist. Customers remember her name. And the smiling chef on the title screen keeps waving, even after she closes the laptop. As Nora uncovers a string of disappearances tied to the vanished Papa's franchise, she realises the games never ended - they only moved somewhere deeper. Inside the code, the kitchens are still open. And no one ever really clocked out.

Eunmi's program was supposed to die with her - but it didn't. Now Sister is trapped inside the same decaying system that's been holding her father, Harvey. Each reset makes the world more unstable, each glitch more real. To save him, she must face what's left of the code... and what it's turning her into.

At 3:17 a.m., everyone received the same notification. UNKNOWN USER has viewed your profile. The problem? The app doesn't have profile views. What starts as a glitch turns into something much worse when cameras activate, speakers whisper, and accounts begin disappearing-along with the people behind them. When seventeen-year-old Lena sees a live feed of herself from a corner of her room... a corner with no camera... she realizes this isn't a hack. It's watching. And it's not coming from inside the system. It's coming from directly behind you. If you sleep with your phone near your bed... If your location is always on... If you've ever felt like something was watching you in the dark... This story might feel a little too real. Check your notifications. Just in case.