Gothic-horror Stories

„Dear Gentle Reader, life teaches you how to suffer and die, but death teaches you how to live and fight." An 18-million-strong hidden army controls the world: The Royal Army. For generations, three loyal branches guarded the order-the Royal Phoenix Order (Főnixhátiak), the Royal Beast (Sárkányhátiak), and the Black Army (Holdhátiak). But everything shattered when the soldiers of the Grey Order (Farkashátiak) rebelled, starting a brutal war in the dark.Sixteen-year-old Lucy Howard-Lion (Selina) is a trained soldier running from international authorities. Fleeing her past, she seeks a peaceful haven at the strict Blackblood Riding Academy and Vocational College among the majestic Frisian horses, Torro and Dragon.But the streets of Muggia pull her back into a deadly game. At 10:00 PM, an illegal, 110-220 km/h night race starts on Strada per Chiampore to distract the police. At 10:15 PM, her smuggling gang strikes, launching a large-scale 350-million-dollar museum heist and bank robbery. Locked in a power struggle with her dangerous gang leader, Clear, Lucy picks up an ancient weapon bearing the name of the Sun King. Reborn from ashes and grief, the Phoenix must rise to exact the vengeance of death.This book is strictly recommended for readers who can handle raw social criticism and ruthless oppression. The time for vengeance has come.

The following are short horror stories meant to invest you quickly and leave you on edge. Enter at your own risk. Features titles such as "Other People's Houses" and "Drained in the Dark." Will begin regular updates in the fall.

Everybody Dies, Darling invites you to Bellwether Hills, where every lawn is perfectly trimmed, every driveway gleams beneath the afternoon sun, and every neighbor waves politely from behind an immaculate white picket fence. It's the sort of suburb where children ride their bicycles until dusk, church bells ring every Sunday, dinner is always served at six o'clock... ...and death is simply another stage of life. When someone dies, they usually come back. They return with their memories, personalities, manners, careers, and families intact. They still go to work, pay taxes, gossip over backyard fences, argue at neighborhood association meetings, and fret over whose roses deserve first prize at the annual garden parade. The dead aren't monsters lurking in the shadows. They're your mailman. Your schoolteacher. Your grandmother. Your next-door neighbor. Margaret Henderson is one of them. Three years after her death, she remains the picture of the perfect suburban housewife-elegant dresses, pearl earrings, homemade casseroles, and the finest lawn on Primrose Lane. To everyone around her, she's proof that life-and death-can be lived with grace, dignity, and impeccable manners. But beneath Bellwether Hills' polished streets and cheerful smiles, something older is stirring. Whispers pass between the Returned when no one else is listening. Government officials seem unusually interested in certain families. Old memories refuse to stay buried. And every ordinary day uncovers another tiny crack in the flawless picture the neighborhood has spent decades carefully painting. Told through the perspectives of the Henderson family and the colorful residents of Bellwether Hills, Everybody Dies, Darling is a collection of interconnected stories where neighborhood gossip becomes mystery, family dinners become psychological suspense, and every smiling face may be hiding a secret far stranger than death itself. Warm, witty, unsettling, and steeped in vibrant 1960s

After a nightmare bleeds into reality, a father uncovers a cursed manuscript that predicts his son's disappearance and traps its readers in a deadly ritual-pushing him into a mansion ruled by a storyteller who may be nothing more than a reflection of himself.

Three restless spirits. One diabolical secret. Dare you face your own darkness and unmask the vampire in our midst? *Originally written as a performance for Fright Night at Knaresborough Castle in Yorkshire*

In this gripping psychological thriller, Sophia finds herself trapped in the eerie Blackwood Asylum with no memory of her past. As she navigates the treacherous world of fragmented memories and uncertain realities, she begins to uncover clues that suggest a dark and sinister truth. With the help of Dr. Ryder and Dr. Lee, Sophia must race against time to recover her memories and escape the asylum before it's too late. But as the shadows close in, Sophia realizes that the truth may be more terrifying than she ever imagined."

Mary Shelby's Frankenstein is re-imagined as a short film script.

"Are you mad? If you don't drink from us, you'll eventually die." The blond's lips downcast. He couldn't fathom the reasoning behind the vampire's earnest logic. Was his own death truly more preferable to simply drinking from already such fragile beings? With his strength alone, it wouldn't take much effort. Elise knew he, himself, wouldn't dare stand a chance against the vampire. "You simply wouldn't understand... I've seen the way it changes someone. I've felt it. The way a mere drop can tempt you. Drive you mad. Unleash something feral. Something dark, greedy, and starved within you." Almost like a sixth sense, the vampire could feel the harsh, icy gaze burning daggers into his right side. He couldn't bring himself to look at the other-not that he really wanted to. "No. I think I do understand," the blond finally announced, rose-palette lips curling into a cheeky, underhanded smile. The vampire could feel it-without even turning his head. He sighed dramatically. After spending three days with the notorious crowned Prince of Sol, he had a nagging feeling about what was to come. And he really didn't like it. "Elisen, please-" He tried. "I knew it. You're afraid, aren't you? That you'll lose control again, like you did with me? I almost died, didn't I?" Elise's lips twisted into a mockingly irritating smirk, so vile that if it weren't for his angelic features, one might mistake him for the devil himself.