Eerie Stories

In a world filled with monsters that torment and hunt humans in the darkness, there's one boy who stands in their way to protect humanity. Xavier Voidwalker the last of the American bloodline travels around the world to defeat every evil supernatural creatures and entities and to avenge his people by defeating The Weaver a cosmic entity who manipulates the threads of every being in the cosmos. But Xavier is the one who will defy fate and sever his threads from the Weaver.

a rookie psychiatrist who gets a job at a sketchy place but with a high payment ends up trying to help the worst of worst patient (it's my original - the name idea is from the game and the story line is my own characters are not mine) . . . . . . . . . . or maybe the psychiatrist was not what he thinks he was

Ten years after running from Ravenswood, Ava comes home to bury the past- but the town has only grown darker in her absence. Once full of life, Ravenswood now sits under an eerie, watchful silence. People are suffering in strange ways. Whispers of curses and vengeful spirits slide through the streets. And every step Ava takes digs up another piece of the secret she was never meant to know. Asher, her stubborn childhood friend, refuses to watch her fall apart like everyone else. When the deaths circle closer to them both, he's pulled back into her orbit and into a mystery that doesn't want to be solved. Together they start tearing at the rot under Ravenswood-ancient sins, hidden agendas, and a truth the town unable to believe. Ava gives everything to save her home. In the end, the town burns her alive for it. Why did Ravenswood turn on its only hope? Open the door. Find out.

Ancient horrors lurk in vain promises. Weekly short tales from a world under the Blue Spire's shadow. Vote & Follow me into the dark. Art Credit: raffelkd (Pixabay)

"Ever since I can remember, I've dreamed in stories. Here's my little world of short tales-moments, emotions, and whispers straight from my heart. Each story is a glimpse into my imagination, and who knows... maybe one day, one of these worlds will grow into a full novel. ✨ ⚡Author's note:- I'd love for you to read, feel, and even tell me which story touches you the most-because maybe, just maybe, that one will become my complete novel. 💛" © 2025 by Sumie (Swati). All stories on this profile are original works. Please respect the author's rights-no copying, reposting, or plagiarism without permission. Thank you!

If someone told me that my whole life would be shaped by a missing kid, a girl with powers, and a town that kept almost ending, I would've laughed. Back then, all I cared about was surviving school, avoiding drama, and pretending I didn't have a crush on Mike Wheeler. But Hawkins had other plans. Every year something new went wrong monsters, portals, secrets, lies and somehow I was always standing right beside the same people. The same boys who dragged me into the chaos. The same girl who broke science. And the same boy whose stupid brown eyes I could never look away from, no matter how much I tried. Mike and I were never simple. We didn't just fall in love. We grew into it. Piece by piece. Fight by fight. Year by , the screaming nights, the losses, the running, the almost-dying something changed. Slowly. Quietly. Permanently. Maybe we were too young. Maybe the world was too dangerous. Maybe the timing was always wrong. But somehow, he always found his way back to me. This isn't just the story of Hawkins. It's the story of how everything around us fell apart... while he and I were trying to figure out what we were.

In Hollow's End, where the fog knows children's names and the forest hums its own lullabies, three companions wander into the hidden, whimsical, and sometimes unsettling corners of Elix Forest. These tales follow Kai'Lara Nyx, an adopted ten-year-old girl; Mei Kelevra, her four-year-old sister; and Bear, the silent, stitched creature bound to Kai'Lara's soul. Together they explore the places where childhood wonder meets the quiet, breathing dark. Volume One is a collection of ten standalone stories, each unraveling a different shape of fear-fears that flutter in shadows, hide beneath beds, curl up in laughter, or tremble behind ribs. Through whimsical adventures tinged with eerie magic, the trio learns to face the darkness not by fighting it, but by understanding the feelings it hides. Throughout these stories, whimsical magic softens the edges of eerie truths: shadows have intentions, houses remember, jars hum, reflections try to step out, and toys relocate themselves when no one blinks. Yet even when the world turns uncanny, the trio faces its mysteries together-with Kai'Lara's stubborn bravery, Mei's honest heart, and Bear's silent, unblinking devotion. By the end of Volume One, each child learns a different truth about fear: Kai'Lara discovers bravery doesn't mean banishing the dark-it means walking through it while holding someone else's hand. Mei learns that feelings aren't monsters but messengers, and that her smile never truly leaves-it only hides until she's ready to find it. Bear proves, time and time again, that silence can be the loudest comfort, and that even stitched hearts keep their own rhythms. Volume One closes not with the defeat of fear, but with its transformation-each tale turning the darkness into somewhere safe enough to dream.

Author's Note : You have found this book a collection of short yet profound stories for those whose minds wander into the unknown. Within these pages, you will find a short folklores, each a fragment of the author's thoughts, emotions, dream she had walked, and hidden depths. These stories are written for those who dream, who see the world through their own unique lens, and who seek meaning in the unspoken. A Collection of Whispers and Wounds : In the cracks between worlds, where sorrow has no name and dreams rot into mist, there exists a place untouched by time and mercy. Here, feelings are heavy and faceless. Here, love wears a bleeding mask, and rage slumbers beneath velvet skies. These fifteen stories are not merely tales they are the echoes of unspoken fears, unshed tears, and memories too fragile to survive the light. Enter if you dare: where lakes murmur lost lullabies, plush creatures cradle the last breath of innocence, friends become betrayers in the name of forgotten oaths, and a hollow-hearted village waits for a feeling it will never recognize. They are meant to be unsettling, unresolved just like the emotions we sometimes fail to understand. Let the eerie and mysterious accompany you on this journey of discovery. These are not stories meant to comfort you. They are the ones that haunt the places where your mind drifts when you think you're alone. "In every silence, a scream. In every goodbye, a curse. In every smile, a ghost." You are welcome here. But remember: once you hear the whispers, they will never leave you.

"Missed me already?" "I don't think we are close enough for that." The town of Hollowmere had always believed in a tradition silly enough for June Beckett to almost ignore it, The Fog Tag. A ridiculous game, invented generations ago by bored teenagers desperate to escape the miserable little town and finally start their real lives. June never believed there was anything magical about it. She knew there wasn't. But when her cousin, the same one she'd been pitted against her entire childhood, calls her unexpectedly, begging for help, June finds herself pulled into Hollowmere's suffocating ritual. It's only one night, she tells herself. A night of harmless fog and harmless laughter... or so she assumes. Because while June scoffs at the tradition, Hollowmere doesn't. The town believes the fog tests the soul. And if it doesn't like what it feels, then the fog changes the story of a person, thread by trembling thread, until it decides the tale is finished.

The ARRINDALE series centers on an eerie small town called ARRINDALE and the dark secrets and the darkness that comes along with it. And plus, with the central main character, high school sophomore teenager, Violet Benson, and her group of best friends, are stuck in the middle of it all.

A novella chronicling the evolving friendship of three teenage girls from high school to college-shaped, in part, by a sleepover séance gone awry, which leaves one of them with her soul fused to the basement wall. #NovNov

𝐀𝐤𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐈𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐇𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞. Shadows linger, whispers echo, and strange trails appear where no one has been. Seven students of Class 3-A are about to uncover the school's darkest secrets... and face the supernatural like never before...

A collection of short stories inspired by stories I used to hear as a child whenever the power went out, now retold in whatever way I find interesting. Some will be paranormal/fantastical in their nature, others set in the mordern world. I hope these can provide some comfort, entertainment, nostalgia or even inspiration for your own stories.

Tria's reality begins to blur as strange, chilling events haunt her every step. Is it a nightmare-or is it really happening? With her friends Aanya, Sia, Dev, and Aarav, she dives into the shadows to uncover secrets that refuse to stay buried. Every twist pulls them closer to a truth darker than they ever imagined.

There are two boys in this story. One who smiles too brightly... And one who hides behind silence. But every smile has a shadow. And every shadow... is waiting for a moment to breathe. In a quiet town surrounded by endless forest, two eight-year-old boys walked a path they thought they knew. But somewhere between the trees and the fog, something walked behind them- something wearing a face that wasn't its own. Some memories do not fade. Some fears do not grow old. And some shadows... learn how to copy us. This is the story of Leo and Lian- of the day their footsteps split, their lives twisted, and their truths shattered. A smile can save you. A smile can betray you. But the scariest smile... is the one you never made. Welcome to The Shadow Wearing My Smile.

A ghastly tale for every day of October🧡🖤

Chris lives in a seaside village on one of the many isles which is often raided by pirates which he despises. he's been raised by his grandma and is cared for by his *COUGH COUGH* (bitch) girlfriend when a theft gone wrong has him abandoned with some of the people he should hate the most,and as a powerful group tries to wipe out the isles and all magic so the creatures can rule, Chris and co will have to set aside their differences, EDIT: dunno how to dedicate so here's to arina_22158 bc their comment got me first PARAGRAPH one so thank u boo EDIT 2: this is a first piece of writing ever for me. I don't have high hopes and im a slow writer so it's like a paragraph a day but maybe I will finish it. EDIT 3: there will be many relationships of different genders/powers/groups some of which won't be good ones BUT THERE IS NO SMUT GUYS. if ur a corny person I recommend a different story.

Some flowers bloom. Some warn you that you're next. When a series of yellow flower petals begin appearing outside her door, she thinks it's a harmless mistake. Then the notes start. Then the noises in the walls. Then the disappearances. Drawn into a trail left by a missing girl no one else seems to remember, she uncovers a hidden world beneath her apartment building-one built on coded symbols, silent watchers, and girls chosen long before they ever understood why. The deeper she follows the clues, the more she realizes: The yellow flowers aren't a warning. They're an invitation. And the girl who left them behind wasn't trying to escape. She was trying to choose a replacement. Now she must find the truth before the system that marked her decides her fate for her.

Bethany is just an ordinary 15 year old teenage girl that moves a lot. Her little sister Cora constantly bugs her about seeing things that are not there. Their mom is constantly in and out of their life but one day she finds 'the one'. Or so she thinks. But things start to happen one day when they move into their permanent home. Things happen that no one can explain. What is happening? Will they ever figure out what's going on? Or are they doomed forever?

What do those eyes truly capture?