Gothichorror Stories

In which a place taken in 1922, Eliza Kalinin, the rebellious postulant yet with higher faith was sent to a Basilica-Castle of Divulged Blood in a mission to gain knowledges on Royal Empire of Ruskyiev's Orthodoxy in pursuit to turn his home, Chapel of Our Lady of Fatima into an education institution. However deep down she may not realize, the holiest place in the Slavic Land she's in shall have strange things occuring... originally written by: Pannochka Domski editor : Norah Juniper

Ever wanted to read a horror story or book but it's just too many pages? Will this story show all the short horror stories that you probably miss when they pass by? So go ahead and get you a long ass blanket, some snacks (Peanut butter cups peanuts, a bag of popcorn, and a bag of Ruffles cheddar and sour cream), and drinks (Fanta bottles, Coke (stop thinking of white Coke), Pepsi, and a beer to make you get in that mood!

The box of old letters that your grandmother left leads you to a small town of Elysian Parish. The town keeps its secrets, and now you're in the middle of it all.

You always return to the building. You just don't remember yet.

✧. ꒱ a stand-alone book ━━━━━ 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐄 ⌘ ᵒᶰᵍᵒᶤᶰᵍ (⸼𓍢✧𓈒⊹ֶָ֢ ) ✎ ┊❛❛ She remembered the labyrinth of secrets that had drawn her in, secrets she could not yet comprehend. He had carried the weight of guilt and forces older than memory, hiding behind a mask of piety. Together, they had faced a world that refused mercy, discovering that freedom and redemption existed only in the spaces between lives, identities, and worlds . . . ❜❜ 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗘𝗜𝗗𝗢𝗟𝗜𝗔 : 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗘𝗜𝗗𝗢𝗟𝗜𝗔 : 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗘𝗜𝗗𝗢𝗟𝗜𝗔 Aysha and Matteo navigate a world where faith and deception collide, and the line between reality and fevered dreams dissolves. The Vatican experiments on belief itself, and the Crevice waits for those who are lost, cursed, or forgotten. In this collapsing reality, love and sacrifice may be the only paths to survival- and the only means to remember. (⸼𓍢✧𓈒⊹ֶָ֢ ) ᵒᶰᵍᵒᶤᶰᵍ ⌘ 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐄 ━━━━━ 𖦹 𓍼꩟ ﹻ © Wattpad 𖦹 𓍼꩟ ﹻ © Banner & Cover by @mxtsuro 𖦹 𓍼꩟ ﹻ © Enmesharra ,, 2026

In the tumultuous Fall of 1969, Aubrey Blackwood's carefully constructed future crumbles with a single phone call from the past. Fresh from nursing school with New York City beckoning, Aubrey's plans dissolve when her grandmother's desperate plea summons her back to Hollow Wind-the remote farmhouse where childhood innocence withered after her parents' tragic deaths. Banished to boarding school at twelve, Aubrey had locked away memories of the ancient estate with its whispering corridors and shifting shadows. Now, returning to care for her ailing grandfather, Aubrey finds more than familial obligation awaiting her. Her cousin Vanessa has vanished without trace, and questions about her disappearance are met with chilling silence. As twilight descends, the old house awakens-floorboards creak with phantom footsteps, voices echo through empty rooms, and something unseen watches from darkened corners. Night after night, she is held a prisoner of fear, from macabre visions to the nearly-fatal accidents that befall her-each one deepening her terror of the secrecy, the unknown, and the inexplicable hostility from her own family.. Beneath Hollow Wind's decaying grandeur lurks a malevolent secret, festering for generations. As Aubrey unravels the twisted threads of her family's past, she realizes the most terrifying truth of all-the darkness consuming Hollow Wind now hungers for her. Some family legacies are better left buried.

In the heart of the Deep South, where secrets rot beneath magnolia trees and whispers drift through cracked church windows, a curse has waited... patient, hungry, and bound in blood. When Ben's father dies, grief cracks open a door he didn't know existed-a door into a world of forgotten rituals, haunted legacies, and the book that holds it all: the Grimoire of Kaz. Ancient, powerful, and alive, it reveals a terrifying truth. Every firstborn male in Ben's family is marked... and time's runnin' out. Now, stalked by the Shadow People and guided by his no-nonsense grandmother, Bigmama, Bennie must confront the deal that doomed his bloodline-and the ancestor who couldn't finish what he started. The only way out... is through the dark. "They don't just come for you, child. They remember you. They remember your daddy. And they remember the deal y'all broke." - Bigmama

New Town New Turns New Love New Family And in this mist of chaos is a girl trying to find life. (This book is unedited, just a first draft. ) Expected names for the next two books... Book 2: A Deceptive Fall Book 3: A Twisted End

"He came to me like a requiem...soft, solemn, and meant for the dead." In the early winters of 1890s Wallachia, Ileana Văduva, the pale daughter of a ruined noble house, lives like a ghost among the living. Her white hair and moonlit eyes mark her as cursed a vrăjitoare, the villagers whisper and so she hides within the rotting halls of Văduva Estate, finding solace only among the tombs of her ancestors and the mist that never seems to lift.

Love can heal, haunt... or merge you into something unrecognisable. Lucy ran away from everything - her abusive parents, her broken past, and the boy who once made her believe in angels. But Peter wasn't an angel. He was the devil she couldn't escape. When she finally tries to rebuild her life, a mysterious experimental project called Eden promises healing through "reflected memory therapy." What Lucy doesn't know is that she's being used - her mind the perfect vessel for a consciousness that should have died long ago. As trauma, love, and guilt intertwine, Lucy begins to see Peter in every mirror, every voice, every dream. And the deeper she falls into the project, the more she starts to question: Is Peter really gone... or has he found a way to live inside her? Their realities begin to merge, until one terrifying truth becomes clear: Reflection doesn't mean duplication. It means recognition. And some reflections don't want to let go. A chilling psychological romantic drama about trauma, identity, and the dangerous shape love can take when it refuses to die. "Sometimes, the person you're running from lives inside you."

I have to stay hidden from the man who chases me through the dark tunnels. I only hope that my children will be strong enough to fend for themselves once he catches me and kills me.

A FRANKENSTEIN RETELLING England rejoiced in the news that renown Dr. Victor Frankenstein wanted to marry again after the disappearance of his first wife. Every male wanted their daughter to be his choice of bride. Valencia Ambrose seemed to be the only daughter whose father wasn't jumping at the chance to marry her off, but that seemed to only pull the doctor closer to her. The Frankenstein name and manor has its share of dark secrets. A mad man masquerading as a normal doctor slowly capturing her heart and not to mention the creature she sees lurking in the shadows. Valencia's heart wants both, torn between the human and monster, she slowly gets pulled into the madness and maybe she'll drown in the dark. ©️solar_fIare 2025 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED i do not own the art on the cover, i found it on pinterest. [started; 11/25/25]

A saga of gods, mortals, and the war against the End. When the old gods fade and new ones fracture, darkness finds its chance. Across forgotten villages and cursed lands, fractured faiths awaken-Slavic deities, Gods, angels, saints, witches, monks and hunters-each clinging to crumbling power as the Devil moves unseen. From broken forests to holy empires, scattered souls rise to resist the coming storm. Bound by fate, divided by belief, they must decide what to protect: their gods, their people... or something greater. Because in the end, when heaven falls and hell awakens- Only the last faith will stand.

"There is no one-not two, not three-To grab my ankles, stop the spree. I ran along derailing trains;I saw a man's invading pains. I stood where no one dared to pass-In that forgotten moldy class."

Aria Fulton disappeared from the public eye for five years. Now returned, she wears her silence like a crown - and something ancient stirs behind her eyes.

Some secrets aren't buried beneath floorboards. They're woven into the silence. When Evelyn Harper fails to check a door latch, her mistake leads to a tragedy she desperately covers up with a lie. That lie awakens the ghost of the old Victorian house, a vengeful spirit who weaponizes Evelyn's own guilt. As the house twists around her, using impossible messages and her own daughter to deliver its terrifying accusation-"The latch. You didn't check the latch."-Evelyn must confront the chilling truth: the only way to banish the external monster is to face the internal sin. The most terrifying shadow is the one cast by your own lie.

"Put on the whole armor of God, that you may be able to stand against the schemes of the devil." - Ephesians 6:11 The devil slithers like a serpent and roars like a lion. And even God's strongest soldiers can be deceived by his lies and fall into despair. Tom's biggest sin was trusting the deluding words of his own personal demon, haunting him like a lingering shadow. Not even his love for God, nor his love for the people as a priest were enough to overcome his fear of getting rid of the past that had been following him. Care to witness the consequences of his actions?

--- Haunting Cocomelon In the shadowed corridors of Rathod Haveli, an ancient nursery rhyme lives-a curse that binds, tests, and destroys. Shivarsh Rathod, a royal heir haunted by shadows, meets Eyana Mathew, a fearless girl from Delhi. What begins as intrigue spirals into a dark, obsessive love, tangled with betrayal, sacrifice, and death. As the rhyme tightens its grip, their bond is pushed to the edge, demanding choices no heart should bear. Some loves survive death; some fates are written in blood. In a world of darkness, can love endure-or will the curse claim them both? A tale of dark romance, tragedy, and a bond that defies life itself. ---

Marta Díaz Aponte, a city-born caretaker working in Hayatozca's sole orphanage, is met with the grim sight of a young man found dead in the playground with strange marks on his neck. Terrified, yet determined to keep her orphanage safe, she teams up with a paranormal investigator who is as mysterious as the killer she seeks. Her fiery resolve may be both a blessing and a curse, as she unearths secrets buried within the rural town she calls home, grows closer to her scarfed collaborator, and faces a supernatural murderer threatening both her loved ones and her sanity. ⋆⋅ ☾⋅⋆ ⋆⋅ ☾⋅⋆ ⋆⋅ ☾⋅⋆ ⋆⋅ ☾⋅⋆ ⋆⋅ ☾⋅⋆ Sporadic updates until completion! Current cover made by me. Chapter banners created by the talented @VeraChendra © 2025 Nightingale257 || Available only on W a t t p a d.

✧. ꒱ a stand-alone book ━━━━━ 𝐒𝐀𝚰𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝚰𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝚰𝐍𝐒 ⌘ ƈօʍքʟɛȶɛ (⸼𓍢✧𓈒⊹ֶָ֢ ) ✎ ┊❛❛ The bells of Poveglia rang not from towers, but from the depths of a saltwater grave. You watched as the walls of the asylum breathed with the rhythmic pulse of those long forgotten by God. Holiness had once been a promise of salvation, but here, it was revealed as just another kind of hunger . . . ❜❜ 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗘𝗜𝗗𝗢𝗟𝗜𝗔 : 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗘𝗜𝗗𝗢𝗟𝗜𝗔 : 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗘𝗜𝗗𝗢𝗟𝗜𝗔 A chance meeting in a Venetian museum led an architect and a photographer into the heart of a maritime nightmare. They journeyed to the forbidden island of Poveglia, where the soil was enriched by ash and the corridors echoed with the screams of the past. As the boundaries between memory and madness dissolved, they discovered that some sins refused to stay buried beneath the lagoon. (⸼𓍢✧𓈒⊹ֶָ֢ ) ƈօʍքʟɛȶɛ ⌘ 𝐒𝐀𝚰𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝚰𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝚰𝐍𝐒 ━━━━━ 🥈Best Hook | End of Year Awards 2025 𖦹 𓍼꩟ ﹻ © Wattpad 𖦹 𓍼꩟ ﹻ © Banner & Cover by @mxtsuro 𖦹 𓍼꩟ ﹻ © Enmesharra ,, 2025