Disturbing Stories

Two completely different worlds colliding are the most beautiful thing to witness but is there a possible future for them to exist together? Or will the worlds fall back apart and away like they never met? Or will one of them not make it out after the collision?

I WAS IN A CULT ONCE. I didn't drink blood. I didn't wear a robe. I didn't sacrifice helpless animals on an altar. But I learned the rules- the silent ones. The ones that taught me how to survive. I did, I survived. And now I make sure no one else suffers as I did. I feel it's my responsibility, my... calling. Don't you think?

At the very beginning, I have to say that this story is only a product of my perception of the world as I see it. I am trying to understand what is happening in my brain.⚠️There will be things in this story that may be disturbing for many people, so please read safely.⚠️

an angel named the creator made the crystal world into a digital angel world, but the creator turned evil and destroyed the world but there were two heroes who locked up the creator in moon but this world will not be okay...

A man is kidnapped by a woman with a dark secret in her basement. Warning! Dark themes, readers beware.

summary of the ( story ) The man who wasn't there writer searching for silence begins to notice things that cannot be explained-shadows that linger too long, footsteps with no source, and a man who appears only when she is alone. At first, he feels familiar. Comforting. Almost loving. But as her world starts to fracture, the line between imagination and reality dissolves. The man becomes more present... and more dangerous. What begins as affection slowly twists into obsession, and love reveals its most violent form. Trapped inside her own story, she must confront a truth far more terrifying than the hauntings themselves: the man who protects her may be the same man who wants her dead.

In an endless, decaying labyrinth with no name and no exit, a girl wanders alone. She has forgotten who she was. She no longer remembers when she arrived. The world around her rots gently-walls peeling, ceilings sagging, rooms breathing in slow collapse-and she does not resist it. The decay feels familiar. Comforting. Like home. There are no monsters here. No voices. No salvation. Only peeling wallpaper, mold-soft floors, flickering lights, and a girl slowly dissolving into the place that has claimed her. Through fragmented diary-like chapters, her thoughts erode alongside the environment, until identity, memory, and self become indistinguishable from the ruins that surround her. Where Wallpaper Peels Like Skin is a quiet analog-horror descent into isolation, decay, and surrender-where the greatest horror is not what chases you, but what welcomes you.

People always picture Santa as this jolly guy, totally safe and fun. But in this story, its different. Two boys, they are nineteen years old, they stop by this almost empty mall grotto right at the beginning of winter break. They figure it will just be some silly awkward moment, nothing big. Instead, Santa starts asking stuff he really should not know. Like their names, how old they are, details about school, even their daily routines. It gets weird fast. Then he lays out this choice for them. Sit on his lap, or forget about any gift. They say no way. They bolt out of there. But Santa, he follows them. Right behind the grotto, theres this workshop setup. He offers them his special peppermint tea, says its to calm down kids who act up. They do not stick around for that. Kind of ironic, though. After they have the tea somehow, they end up forced back to the grotto. Made to sit on his lap for the first real time. Still, no gifts come their way. That is when things go really bad. They get taken away. Its not like a straight up prison or anything. Worse, I think. This place turns out to be some cult initiation house, and once you are in, leaving is not an option anymore. Santa does this initial check on them. One boy gets pulled aside, stuck with an assistant, and has to watch the other one, Joseph, like its all normal. Like this is supposed to be some kind of care. But it is not. The whole thing builds slow, like a psychological horror. All about how coercion works, those fake choices people make you think you have. Obedience gets drilled in, step by step. Until you cannot even imagine getting out. It feels like that part about the tea stands out, how it pulls them back in without them realizing right away. Updates come twice a week, Mondays and Thursdays at 730 UK time.

Aarohi, a young paranormal investigator with only 2 years of experience, never really believed in supernatural energies. Her parents, however, were firm believers and practically forced her into this job. Although she didn't hate the job, it didn't bring her joy either. After three paranormal investigations that all turned out to be hoaxes, Aarohi's belief in the statement "GHOSTS DON'T EXIST" only grew stronger. Yet, Aarohi was unaware that her upcoming mission would shatter her skepticism and change her perspective completely. Will she uncover the truth behind the paranormal, or will her disbelief put her in grave danger?

The house is old. Silent. And still standing. That doesn't mean it survived. Full of dust, locked rooms, and things no one talks about anymore. Detective Amelia Roy is sent to revisit it-just a case, just a house, just another forgotten file. At least, that's what the paperwork says. But the keys feel familiar in her hand. The hallway turns where it shouldn't. And the story she's here to investigate... starts looking back at her. Some things aren't lost. They're just waiting to be found in the quiet.

A compilation of horror stories I heard from different people and read from different sites (mainly Reddit.)

''Why don't you talk like you used to Mike? God, just why won't you talk..?'' Mara Caldwell is the mother of Michael Caldwell, her alive son. They are very happy. very. very. very. very happy. And together, they'll be happy forever.

*Sigh* Wtf have we made.

Clara's life is shattered when she is abducted and thrust into a world of isolation and control. Held captive by Elias, a mysterious and imposing man, she is stripped of her freedom and forced into a twisted reality where every choice is taken from her. Elias, with his cold demeanor and unyielding power, offers her no escape-only the option to comply. As Clara struggles to retain her sense of self, Elias uses his manipulation and carefully orchestrated kindness to break her will. His touch is both tender and possessive, his words sweet yet suffocating. With every moment of affection, every concession he makes, Clara finds herself torn between resistance and an overwhelming need to please him. Elias seeks to shape her into the perfect 'good girl' he's always wanted. But as Clara's dependence on him grows, she begins to question whether he truly cares for her, or if she is just another piece in his game. Will Clara reclaim her strength and identity, or will she become the perfect version of what Elias demands?

It's a gay love story Includes smut (🍋) Disturbing⚠️ Sorry for my bad english😅😅 ENJOY :))

Justin and Pk are the best of friends, that is until something absolutely fucking terrible happens. Contains smut, blood, torture all that jazz. Do not read if you are squeamish it was hard enough writing this ^_^ This is a shock/gore Fic not as bad as the cherry Fic but be warned *laughs maniacally and rolls off Into the sunset* By the way this is just a joke to my friends

When his girlfriend threathens to leave, Oliver knows he only has one option.

Les Cas Obscurs (The Obscure Cases), where shadows speak louder than witnesses, some crimes are meant to remain unsolved. files were never meant to be opened. Les Cas Obscurs descends into the most disturbing cases. Les Cas Obscurs is a descent into psychological horror and noir mystery-where justice is fragile, memory is unreliable, and the past waits patiently. This is not a story of justice. It is a story of the shadows that shape us, and the horrors we pretend do not exist. Once you open these files, there is no turning back.

This is a story of a spineless man. A man who is a coward, an overworked man, a timid man, a cowardly man, a man who fears authority, a man called Jon. But from today onward, he will not be spineless. From today onward, he will be a new man, a strong man, a man with courage in his heart and gusto in his guts.