Modernhorror Stories

An anthology of horror where each chapter stands alone-until it doesn't. New characters. New nightmares. One recurring phrase: This is not for you. As the warning repeats, a larger pattern begins to form, connecting every story in ways you weren't meant to see. You were warned. You kept reading.

Isang gabi, may anonymous account na nagpo-post ng sikreto-mga sikreto na tanging ang mga biktima lang ang dapat nakakaalam. Ang problema? Ang susunod na pangalan sa listahan... ay ikaw.

what do you whisper when no one's listening? what secrets live behind your eyelids, waiting for night to fall? the stories I only told the dark is a collection of haunting short stories - each a slow descent into the eerie, the intimate, and the unknown. tales of shadows behind doors, dreams that bite back, and love that lingers far too long. each chapter stands alone, but they all carry one thing: a heart that beats louder in the dark. read with the lights on. or don't.

A girl. A livestream. A follower she never noticed. Everything was fine... until he said: "I like the way your window creaks." And that window was right behind her. 😵‍💫 You'll never leave your curtains open again.

A young woman has a paranormal awakening after being date-raped.

I thought what I had just seen was strange, but what I saw now as even stranger. I have 10 minutes to escape, else my fate will meet its end. What will happen if I don't escape? What will happen if I do escape? Will things get stranger? FOR BEST OUTCOME, DO NOT READ THIS STORY, UNTIL YOU HAVE READ 'A STRANGE SCENE'.

"This Could Be U" is a collection of short modern horror stories, revolving around many different things and subjects that we don't even consider the dangers or consequences of because of how comfortable we have become.

Lost in a forgotten town, a group of friends finds refuge in an abandoned house-its silent rooms filled with countless dolls that seem almost... alive. As shadows deepen and reality twists, they realize some doors are better left unopened, and some secrets come with a price. In the heart of silence, fear waits patiently.

Reckless and desperate, Matthew Humphrey takes a secretive online job called The Critic, judging strangers with a single click. The work feels abstract until he discovers every decision leads to death. When the system turns inward, Matthew must face his own cruelty and complicity with no escape.

I found myself in a strange situation. A situation where I needed to get home quick. I didn't know why, but I knew that if I didn't my fate would meet its end. But why?!

The red hat society in the small town of Denim is entitled and full of widows. coincidence?

Mara had a ring light, three tripods, and a perfectly curated aesthetic: soft pinks, faux neon signs, and a wall of Funko Pops. She lived for the metrics-views, likes, comments. Each video was another chance to prove she was seen. Her followers called her "GlowMara," the girl who always smiled. What they didn't know was that she filmed thirty takes of every laugh. That she screamed at her reflection when her eyeliner wasn't symmetrical. That she hadn't spoken to her family in months-too afraid they would tell her to "take a break." One night, during a livestream, a strange comment appeared. user666: We're watching you. Don't stop smiling. She assumed it was a troll, and plastered on a grin. More comments followed: user666: Fix your hair. Left side. Yes, like that. user666: Closer to the camera. Don't blink. Her audience grew. Thousands flooded in. The number in the corner ticked higher than she'd ever seen. Adrenaline drowned her fear. "Finally," she whispered, "finally, I'm viral." But the comments became commands. Don't move. Tilt your head back. Wider smile. Wider. Her jaw ached. Her cheeks burned. She couldn't log off-the button was gone. Even shutting the laptop didn't help. The ring light flickered back on by itself. The camera lens whirred and adjusted, as if alive. Her phone buzzed. A notification: LIVE: GlowMara - 1.2 million watching. She stumbled backward. The screen showed her own room-but she wasn't in frame. Someone else was. A shadow stood in the corner, smiling her smile. Perfectly wide. Perfectly still. The comments exploded: user666: That's better. Now we only need one of you. The stream cut to black. The next morning, her followers woke to a new upload. "Hi guys! It's GlowMara!" she chirped. Same voice, same pink set, same flawless grin. But her eyes were hollow, glassy, and unblinking. The captions rolled automatically beneath her video: Subscribe forever.

I've made a horrible mistake. I can't tell you much, but I have to tell this story. I'm very worried.The government is testing out some... questionable methods on AI. They sent a sample to Camp Lilian, to be tested as a counciler. Only the government knows it's artificial intelligence. I don't trust it.

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The Machine Zone explores Mat Collishaw's haunting art installation through a contemporary gothic lens, weaving together psychological insight, digital culture, and artistic commentary. Written for an engaged audience of 18-25+ year olds who are curious. Through the metaphor of mechanical birds and historical psychological experiments, it invites you to explore your own relationship with digital technology. Rather than simplifying complex ideas, it challenges you to engage with them, offering insights that deepen with each reading.

📖 Story Description - Rush Hour Escape: The Shortcut Between Worlds In the heart of Mumbai, Ravi Mehta lives life in fast-forward-top telecom executive, master of efficiency, and a creature of routine. Every morning, he takes a narrow alleyway to shave ten minutes off his commute. But one day, as the sky fractures and whispers replace birdsong, Ravi takes a step into a shortcut that doesn't lead where it should. What begins as an ordinary rush hour becomes a descent into a surreal and shifting nightmare-a world of twisted shadows, impossible creatures, and doors that breathe. Pursued by something inhuman that speaks in broken signals, Ravi must run through a reality that no longer plays by the rules. He escapes-at least for a while. But memories are doors too. And some, once opened, never truly close. "Rush Hour Escape" is a psychological horror tale that blends urban life with the uncanny, where the mundane meets the monstrous-and forgetting may be the only way to survive. But what happens when the forgetting fails? Some shortcuts save time. Others take everything.

What if everything we know is a lie? Fahhama is the chosen one to expose these lies. As she learns the truth, people in power try to silence her to burry the truth. Follow Fahhama in her dangerous quest to bring the truth to light. On going story. Just writing out my idea for feedback

The Locationer is a production turned story about a present, modern horror story about an app when you put in a single word into a app which sends you and others to a random location that relates to that word. Join Cameron and his friends as they uncover different locations using ths mysterious app.

What if what we call routine was just a carefully written fiction? An ordinary day. One unexpected question. Sometimes, the only way out... is to go back in.