Lighthorror Stories

Re-Uploading Short Stories

Most short stories I post to my Tumblr will also end up here!

TED AND DIEGO!!!! Post-apocalyptic survival slow-burn romance light horror emotional comfort eventual smut

when you accidentally stumble in to a seemingly abandoned mansion, you quickly meet all the inhabitants, including its owner.

A weird little short story for Halloween weekend.

Two girls are trapped in the basement of a house. One is the light the other is a flower and they've both only got each other.

WW1 Germans vs Romanian fantasy monsters. Magic vs technology. Terror vs reason. Claws, teeth, and undeath vs bullets, bayonets, and artillery shells. The dark forests of Tarâmuri, against the ever-approaching trenches of Teutonia. Vampiric aristocrats and their legions of undead, against millions of living, human soldiers. This story is told like the story of every war. Through many sets of eyes. From the eyes of a Teuton soldier, crouching in a trench. From the eyes of a 600-year-old vampiric nobleman who yearns for nothing more than a good death. From the eyes of a greedy emperor, and a mad king. And from the eyes of someone who serves neither king, nor emperor, but God.

Kayaan, a young man was living a peaceful life with his lovely pet vixen 🦊 until one day... When he walked out of his bathroom, humming softly, a warning written in bold and red letters on the mirror of his room sent shivers down his spine. "I WILL RUIN YOUR LIFE 😈". From that moment, strange things began happening with him. His favourite snacks went missing and a human skeleton placed in the corner of his room. His toothbrush squirted hot sauce and his bed creaked with the background music of horror movies. Who is doing all these things? And why? Are they just some mere horror pranks or something is hidden beneath the surface? ✨Dwelve into the story and unravel the secrets✨ Disclaimer: The story contains light horror - mild horror imagery, supernatural elements, spooky pranks etc. For example, if you can handle a skull dropping into your hands, you're good to go. There is no detailing of graphic violence. Note: Every twist shifts the genre dramatically, so brace yourself for a wild ride 😉😜.

The year is 1958. It's January and young Mary is ready to begin a life for herself in the coming months. Before the month has even gotten half way through she encounters Mr Enderson, a successful man with a heart almost a pure as gold. But as you and I know, nothing is a pure as it seems. ____________________________________________________ January 15th 1958 Dearest Book, You'll never believe it but I have had the most peculiar day today... *Please excuse the shitty plot, I'll work on it don't worry*

As I write, the weight of Nolan's disappearance presses heavily on my mind. Memories of our past conversations mingle with the eerie events that have started to unfold around me, deepening the mystery of his vanishing. Despite the fear, I'm determined to uncover the truth. Each word I type on Wattpad becomes a beacon of hope, a plea for Nolan to reach out and end this unsettling silence.

All i remember is running for my life that night then waking up to my mom. "Charlie?..." Could possibly be unsettling

It happened to Alex like all Dreamers. The last thing they can recall is laying in a bed. Now they have awoken in the middle of a road. Venturing down from atop the hill into a vacant port town, they are soon ensnared in the machinations of otherworldly beings. It's okay though, the company parties are fun and the dress code is lax. The paperwork however, well, that can drive anyone mad.

continuation of our last book now you get to see what has become of Kay and Arys world thousands of years in the future and what different events have led humanity to the point of near extinction before coming back though changed so follow along with Gray and K as they try to piece together the past and remember times from long ago

Maika Valentine is the social pariah to her school living in the year 2012, the lonely kid who doesn't have any friends and shy's away to read and paint her heart out. However, when faced with a note from a friend, a burning question from her father, the sudden feelings for someone and a new disturbing voice in her head will she be able to withstand it all, or will she crumble under the utter force beating down on her from it all? ~ Viseron belongs to @ vhs_spoilers on Twitter

Amory Hutchinson has always been a rebel and gets a thrill out of breaking the rules. Until, on their last day of school, a mass text message is sent out, notifying their whole high school that they are now part of the annual Fight, conducted by the government. They don't think it's real and decide to attempt escaping, but soon find out it would've been better to just blend in.

Why would anyone think a king to be unkind? They are always helpful are they not? Alas not all are kind.

A fanfic for The Owl House, centered around Vee, from Yesterday's Lie. This is now the third main book in a longer series, if you have found this story before reading Camp Reality Check or Small Town Demons, also uploaded by this account, I strongly suggest you consider reading those first. Cover art by squishysquids5050, on DeviantArt Thank you to Eleana for your endless support, and your advice throughout the writing of this story.

1917. Isaiah signs up to outrun the ghosts of home and finds new horrors buried under the trenches of France. When a war orphan named Mathis latches onto him, Isaiah must protect more than his own life - he must fight for a future neither of them were meant to have. A story of blood, survival, and finding hope where none should grow.

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