Gothichorror Stories

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2019 Futhark Award Winner, "Best Technical Skill!" A puzzling Patronus, strange summons, and otherworldly obsession draw Hermione into a plot laced with madness, murder, and untold delight. But all's not as it seems. Desire has teeth and this kind of love really bites! A modern retelling of Dracula, featuring a Snape/Hermione pairing. Rated for mature themes and situations, violence, and character death.

Ren Smith has spent his life being ignored, mocked, and managed by people who barely see him as human. At home, he sleeps in the basement of a house that does not feel like his. His stepmother treats him like an obligation. His stepsister turns cruelty into casual entertainment. At work, his boss grinds him down under rules, corrections, and quiet humiliation. Then Ren finds something hidden beneath the floor of the café basement. A Victorian grimoire. Inside are formulas written in blood and science - recipes that do not summon demons or cast fire, but do something far more intimate: they bend human will. A cordial that makes refusal exhausting. A brew that clouds memory. A tonic that sharpens the brewer while stealing years from his life. At first, Ren tells himself he only wants justice. A little control. A little relief. A way to make the people who hurt him finally listen. But obedience is addictive. One by one, the people around him begin to change. His stepmother softens. His stepsister becomes careful. His boss learns fear. His neighbor's kindness is twisted into devotion. Every relationship becomes a system. Every weakness becomes an opening. And the worst part is this: They know something is wrong. They feel themselves yielding. They just cannot stop. As Ren trades blood, time, and pieces of his future for power, he stops trying to escape the world that crushed him. Instead, he rebuilds it around himself - quieter, cleaner, obedient. But the grimoire is not just a tool. It is watching. And Ren may not be its master at all. (The Alchemy of Thirst is a dark psychological fantasy about control, consent, revenge, and the terrifying moment when a victim becomes the architect of someone else's cage.)

Set in autumn of 1910, the story unfolds through correspondence between Walther Crane, a reserved man trying to maintain civility in the wake of personal loss, and his cousin Jonathan, who has just accepted a mysterious post in the coastal village of Ashwick, Maine.

When a group of nine college students travel into the forests of the American Midwest, their camping trip turns into a nightmare after they encounter a grotesque anomaly roaming the woods. They are saved by Daniel Light, a reclusive and deeply troubled war veteran living in isolation. As the ten struggle to survive against infected, inhuman creatures, they begin to uncover the truth behind a series of missing hikers, taken by a deranged cult residing in the forests outside of Blackeye City.

Hell is the silence after the last prayer goes unanswered. It's ash in the lungs. It's choirs tuning their throats to scream. It's the sound of something leaving, and the world realizing it was the only thing holding the walls up. They came from there. Or they made it. No one's sure anymore. Four shapes in the smoke. Four names Heaven won't say out loud. One walks, and cities forget how to stand.She's devouring the distance between cause and effect, and she's still hungry. One burns. Not with flame - with memory. Every battlefield he left behind follows him now, ash and bone and rage. He devours war. Then he makes more. One writes. The world isn't ready for the words. Ink runs like blood from the margins of reality. He's consuming truth, page by page, and replacing it with questions that bleed. One smiles. White robes, white lies. He devours faith. He devours mercy. He leaves holes where saints used to be, and the light that pours out isn't holy. They were angels. Now they're famine. They're plague. They're the end of the song. Heaven closed the gates. They didn't knock. They're chewing through the hinges. The recall failed. The litany began. And Hell? Hell was just the first course. Litany of the Unforgiven They said no to God. Now the world says yes to them.

A group of friends enters an abandoned mansion only to become trapped in deadly psychological games where memories reset, reality breaks, and people die differently in every cycle. As they uncover the tragic truth about Elena, a lonely girl cursed by her own failed ritual. They realize escaping the mansion may require one final sacrifice.

As the walls begin to shift and the sacred offices turn strange, Oswin must decide whether faith is still faith when it is founded on silence, and whether truth can save a soul after obedience has already damned it.

Natalie Wilson, a young girl living in Central Alabama, unfolds her talents as a witch-possibly the most talented in her generation. She also learns that an ancient spirit has been watching her since she was born, waiting patiently until it was time to speak with her. After speaking with the ghost, she is then directed to a notorious coven of witches living in Atlanta, Georgia who also share the similar gift with her. Once she gets settled into the coven, Natalie must adjust to the gothic happenings of this coven and her new sisters. Can she adjust to this new life, and overcome the very horrors that have befallen her? The first book in a series of witchcraft, poetry, lust, and envy. [[ Wordcount: 76,000 words ]]

What does it mean to be haunted? Long before the wood and stone began to crumble and crack, nothing sane or reasonable festered in the years the House stood empty. Holding whatever darkness and secrets within the walls of limestone and brick. No one, alive or dead, can truly prove to exist under the extreme conditions of the reality we have created or believe in. That I know to be true beyond belief, more than I could ever understand within the dream-like halls that rotted around me. Before you or I began to see where time left nothing spared, unchanged, or unchallenged. Amongst the places where mirrors are broken, doors are slammed shut, and brick walls hide where secrets and silence mix within the darkness that only I must traverse now. You are now complicit, dear reader, in the uncovering of what is within these pages of my experiences within the Crain House. And whatever walked there did not walk alone, knowing there is truth behind madness and lies.

A Demon-King rules this Kingdom. At night, monstrous creatures hunt every soul. No walls can save you. No one can escape. Only the Cursed walks the dark, enchanted roads - hunting what hunts everyone else.

[BOOK 2] Hell--- "A place where nothing lives...yet everything kills." (All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author) (This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental)

Thank you for taking your time to read my short poems. I truly appreciate it! If I were to explain my poems I would say they have a gothic element but are also very honest and raw. My poems are filled with different emotions and are usually written when I am full of emotions. Writing has been one of my greatest escape which is why my poems might be sometimes dark sometimes light. I am always open to hear your thoughts or read your comments about my work. With love, Bambi

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.

Winter, 1891. At Ramo Academy, students whisper about a bell hidden somewhere beneath the school. A bell that rings every night at 2:13. When scholarship student Thomas Bellamy vanishes during a snowstorm, Eleanor Vale begins uncovering secrets buried beneath the academy walls - strange whispers in the dormitories, names carved beneath beds, and a forbidden staircase hidden below the library. But some things were never meant to be found. And somewhere deep underground... the bell is still ringing.

After a STAR Labs "Quantum Unfolding" device goes boom in her face, Harley Quinn finds herself trade-marked, isekai'd, and dropped into a frozen hellscape far from the neon lights of Gotham. She's survived the Joker's gas and Batman's Batarangs, but can she survive a giantess countess and her three bloodthirsty daughters? Mother Miranda thinks she's found the perfect "disposable" maid to keep the Dimitrescu sisters entertained. She thought wrong. Harley doesn't do "disposable," and she definitely doesn't do "maid." Armed with a mallet, some scavenged tech, and a level of ADHD-fueled chaos that the 10th century isn't ready for, Harley starts turning the gloomy castle into a glitter-bombed riot. But as the "hunts" turn into flirtations and the blood-drinking turns into "bloody good" dates, the sisters-Bela, Cassandra, and Daniela-find themselves falling for the one thing they've never encountered: a girl who isn't afraid of the dark.

She walks the aisle as both bride and offering. A union is promised-but something else is taken. In the silence between vows, a girl is buried. In the name of love, she learns how to disappear, to become devotion, to become stillness, to become his. But what is buried does not always rest. The Bride in Black is a dark poetic descent into love, loss of self, and the quiet horror of becoming something you no longer recognize.

Unfettered, Free market Capitalism. The best of all possible worlds right? When Wendy Gazab moves into a luxury apartment complex where friendship has a credit score, oxygen is sold in premium tiers, and economists explain human suffering with perfect calm. Everyone else calls this optimization. Darkly funny, disturbingly plausible, and emotionally surgical, How Do Economists Fart? is Candide for the 21st century. A procedural horror about bureaucracy, behavioral capitalism, and the terrifying possibility that the systems destroying your life are functioning exactly as designed.