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A sacred town. An ordinary family. And things that should not exist. When Aradhana arrives in an old Indian town, she expects familiarity-home, family, rituals, and the quiet rhythm of everyday life. But something feels wrong. A watching neighbour. A strange ritual. A feather. A warning. And questions no one seems willing to answer. As the familiar slowly turns unfamiliar, Aradhana begins to uncover a story where faith, memory, fear, and reality intertwine. Some truths are hidden. Some are distorted. And some were never meant to be found. The Sacred and the Hollow is a dream-born, life-inspired fiction rooted in an Indian setting, woven through mystery, psychological horror, folklore, and the uncertain space between reality and imagination. Every thread leads somewhere.

Southern gothic short store, speculative fiction, domestic horror. Misty, a young mother in a bad marriage, locks her husband Sammy out at night when the green mists rise from the North Florida swamps and the roads are ruled by the Hell's Belles, a demonic band of banshees who rage on motorcycles while the town hides inside, waiting for them to be gone.

Time heeds no man.

The Corrupter: The Unmaking is a dark fantasy psychological thriller about Auryn Vale, a reclusive sculptor whose students begin creating disturbing works they don't remember making. As whispers seep through dreams and reality unravels, Auryn must confront an ancient force that feeds on meaning and creation itself, The Corrupter. With sanity slipping and the world twisting, Auryn races to stop the unmaking of everything she once believed was real.

He has only ever written one book - and he's never been able to write another. When he discovers an old manuscript in his office, he assumes it's just another abandoned idea. But as he reads it, a disturbing patter emerges. The words on the page are eerily familiar, mirroring his own life with impossible accuracy. At first, its coincidence. Then, it starts predicting his actions before they happen. Reality blurs. Memories shifts. And the deeper he reads, the more the world him begins to unravel.

This excerpt is from the first five chapters of my debut novel! I'm eager to hear feedback. If you're interested in reading more, ask. After a mysterious hum begins to spread through Binghamton, New York, the town doesn't panic. It changes. People sleep more soundly. Arguments cease before they even start. Grief softens into something more manageable. Strangers hum together in grocery stores, classrooms, and waiting rooms. The city quiets and becomes gentler. Then, memories start to transform. Old tragedies are rewritten into comforting stories. Children learn new histories that never truly happened. A tradition known as the Lantern Parade seems to appear overnight and is accepted as if it has long been established. Mara observes those around her-including herself-gradually abandoning painful truths in favor of peace, belonging, and relief. As the hum spreads deeper into the valley, resisting it feels less like survival and more like cruelty. Because the hum never demands obedience. It simply asks for participation. "The Static" is a literary horror novel exploring memory, grief, emotional exhaustion, and the terrifying solace of forgetting.

A young man hurries through the rain to meet a girl, hoping to finally escape the shadow of his past. What begins as a tender, awkward reunion soon twists into a nightmare - as guilt and trauma manifest in a grotesque, spectral form of the woman he once loved. "Senseless Torment" is a psychological horror about love, shame, and the punishment of memory - where the past never truly lets go.

You always return to the building. You just don't remember yet. Hello, welcome back, I hope you enjoy your stay with me once more regardless of your condition. With a little faith you will look at me with the fondness you can't recall I don't doubt. Things may be confusing at first, but it will work out just as it always has I'm sure.

The bond between Earth and Zarautha stretches beyond human comprehension. Were they gods or travelers from a fallen empire? Legends speak of a forgotten war, a messianic emperor who defied eternity, and a weapon capable of devouring souls. Harper Bancroft, amidst the echoes of the collapsing Soviet Union, unearths a mystery buried in the records of an ancient artificial intelligence. A being known as The Hungry One whispers from the darkness, demanding its tribute. And among the remnants of an intergalactic war, one name lingers with an uncertain fate: Heinrich Wigelboton. What was lost on that fateful diazul? What sacrifice ensured humanity's survival? Between fragmented accounts, buried truths, and echoes of extinct civilizations, history weaves itself through the voices of those who still remember. But in the vast emptiness of the cosmos, one warning remains: -The past never dies. It only waits to be remembered-.

After the death of Mother, the Heiress and the Bear return to the crumbling Victorian house once called home, but the house remembers. It remembers the lies rehearsed, the burnt offerings, the silence sewn into every seam. It remembers the tributes and sacrifices passed off as love. As the Bear descends into memory and madness, and the Heiress into her angry truth, they fight to confront what was buried. Each room pulls them deeper. Each door is a wound. Each step is a reckoning. This is not a ghost story. This is a story of what lingers when the ghosts are still alive. The Heiress and The Bear is a gothic descent through memory, trauma, and inheritance, where family is the curse, the house is the body, and survival means choosing which self to become.

This is a short story I wrote in my English class for a competition. It got second in the class and I honestly didn't try too hard. With that being said, I don't think it's terribly amazing but apparently a lot of other people did. So enjoy!

A haunting secret lingers in an elegant villa perched on the edge of the world, where time seems to stand still. Elia arrives seeking refuge, a chance to escape the past and the weight of unspoken words. But the house does not forget. It watches, records, and reveals hidden truths. In this atmospheric tale of loss, silence, and forgotten memories, vacation becomes more than a break-it becomes forever. Will Elia find peace, or will the shadows of the past catch up to her in a place where every detail whispers a presence? In Vacation Forever is a gripping story about the fragile line between forgetting and remembering, and the justice that life imposes in the silence left behind.

Souls are currency. Pain is an art. When Vespera Capra is offered a rose containing thousands of tormented souls, she is pulled into a hidden economy where agony is traded and beauty is bound by blood. With her sister unraveling the mysteries of death at their kitchen table....

Ash Creek: Stories the Woods Refused to Forget Some places remember. Ash Creek is one of them. Tucked away among forgotten backroads and shadowed pines, Ash Creek is a small town where old promises linger, abandoned churches keep their silence, and the woods have a way of returning what people thought was buried forever. These are stories of ordinary people haunted less by ghosts than by memory, guilt, kindness, and the truths that refuse to stay hidden. Here, every weathered porch has a story, every lonely road leads toward a reckoning, and every first frost reminds the living that the past is never as far away as they would like to believe. Blending American Gothic, folk horror, and quiet rural mystery, Ash Creek: Stories the Woods Refused to Forget is a collection of interconnected tales where each story stands on its own, yet every path eventually leads back to the same town-a place where mercy is hard won, silence has consequences, and the woods never forget.

Whispers you weren't meant to hear. Realities you weren't supposed to question. In this anthology of dark psychological sci-fi, each story is a fracture - a glimpse through the cracks of the mind, where identity, time, and truth slip and bleed. Here, nothing is linear. Characters speak to themselves, to you, and sometimes... to something far older. Voices echo from behind mirrors, behind doors that shouldn't exist, behind versions of yourself that never should've been. Every page is a trapdoor. Every sentence, a test. And if you're reading this... You've already been heard.

When Ophelia Fairchild is admitted to Ravenswood Asylum for temporary observation, no one expects her to remember what the institution has worked so hard to forget. As treatments progress and records accumulate, the boundaries between care and control begin to erode, revealing an asylum built not to heal, but to contain. Told through quiet terror, clinical precision, and the steady accumulation of memory, this is a story about what survives when an institution insists nothing is wrong.

Dalton checks the stove four times every morning. Not three. Not five. Four. He learned this the hard way when his house caught fire at 9:47 AM after he only checked three times. Seven checks on the locks keep intruders out. Three deep breaths before driving prevent accidents. The numbers have rules. Break them, and disaster follows. His therapist says it's just OCD. His ex-wife says he's teaching their daughter to be afraid of everything. But Dalton knows the truth-the rituals work. Until the day his nine-year-old daughter starts touching her ear three times before answering questions. "I don't know," she whispers. "I just have to." A psychological horror story about compulsion, consequence, and what happens when the numbers you count might be the only thing keeping catastrophe at bay.

"In Copperwood, the trees don't just grow; they wait. When Aaron disappeared into the marrow of the woods, he left behind a ringing sound that wouldn't stop. Now, with rosemary pulsing in her veins and an iron bell calling from the clearing, one woman must decide: what is she willing to leave behind to bring him home? A visceral tale of folk horror and the debts we owe the earth." Seven quiet vignettes weave subtle, creeping dread-no screams, no monsters, just the slow realization that the town itself is watching... and keeping score. Perfect for fans of atmospheric horror and slow-burn unease. What would you do if the ordinary started remembering you? Chapter 9 has now been added. The ledger has now been completed, or has it?