Nightterrors Stories

Thirty-two-year-old tech-skeptical Aria Peres has been spiraling ever since her God-fearing grandmother went missing over 20 years ago. But when Aria receives an anonymous online message, she believes she's discovered a technocratic shadow organization that hunts Christians. *** Aria Peres, a coder by trade, has trust issues. She doesn't trust people, herself, and most certainly not technological innovation. Her grandmother, Eleanor, was the only person who taught her about God, so when she went missing on Aria's 8th birthday, she knew God abandoned her. It took her decades to put that nefarious past behind her. She vowed to stop praying and to stop hoping for her grandmother's return, so when a cryptic chatroom message pops up claiming to have clues about what happened to Eleanor, Aria must decide if she'll keep the past buried or open Pandora's box. After discovering a covert network could be targeting a specific Bloodline using artificial intelligence, Aria grows increasingly paranoid and begins to question everything (and everyone) around her. As she journeys to find the truth, she encounters helpers with deep knowledge of Scripture-and spiritual wickedness in high places-who desire to guide her back to God before she descends into darkness. *** New updates weekly, God willing!

"...Y'all just depressing...Even useless as the Pros that can't even catch me..." Words carved on a criminals back, dropped lifeless in the station. Tsukauchi could predict another headache coming, but fumes at the following words written on the next lifeless body. "...No wonder y'all get cracked by them...useless..." ___________________________________ The population of villains have been dropping drastically in whole of Japan, increasing the death rate in a quick pace. This discovery has made everyone fear and also rebel. With eye witnesses and surveillance, the police force found out that there is a vigilante that seems to have an unknown quirk. As they find it hard to catch them, the go for the heroes help. What if a specific white mouse catches interest on the vigilante?

It was common for children of the Egyptian gods to die--- not that Heba Badran knew that. On her sweet-sixteen, Heba's god-blood gets her killed and she's transported to the underworld. Her heart is weighed to determine if she's a threat to mortals and gods... but the scales indicate she's wavering between damnation and salvation. Heba's sent to a limbo halfway house to balance between chaos and order, or face Ammit's Second Death. But between the lines of the afterlife there are horrors that feed off pain, and soon a monster, known as a heart-eater, invades the halfway house to claim her broken heart. With a 'lucky-cat' daughter of Bastet, a shy son of Ra, and a socially brain-dead son of Set at her side, Heba must learn to protect herself and find her way home. But can she balance her soul with the Egyptian feather of Ma'at (truth and order) before she is consumed by the power under her skin? **FIRST DRAFT** + SHORT CHAPTERS + INCLUDES DIGITAL DRAWINGS + POLLS AFTER EVERY CHAPTER + WEEKLY UPDATES Follow the story in real time. 👻✌️💀

Men are dying one by one; their bodies drained of blood under mysterious circumstances. No one knows how, when, or why it starts-but the symptoms are always the same: weakness, fear, and then silence. Why are only men affected? Is it a strange disease? A curse? Or something even more sinister? And why are the newlyweds the first to fall? As the village descends into terror, the answers lie buried beneath centuries of secrets. But once unearthed, can they ever be forgotten?

Clarity June's life changes when she receives that first text. Before she knows it, she is thrown into a vicious game of cat and mouse. One that could possibly end her life. Will she make it through to 4:00 A.M, ending the game and saving her life, or will she be caught? And who is the person (or thing) out to get her?

Different urban myths from different countries and regions. Right from Kenya to Nigeria and other urban myths and legends to the best of my knowledge.

After the little girl, CanaanFlowers, has escaped the abandoned hotel from the night terrors reality, and is now back in the CFR reality, her mother is deeply worried about her, taking care of her in the mansion. CanaanFlowers is now traumatized. This story contains spoilers for both the night terrors series and CFR series videos on YouTube.

It was meant to be a simple getaway-six friends, a quiet forest, and a break from the noise of their lives. But something feels off from the moment they arrive. The air is colder. The woods are too quiet. And when night falls, the unease turns into something heavier-something they can't explain. As days pass and the forest grows more unfamiliar, they begin to lose their way. Strange sounds echo after dark, and some nights... something moves between the trees. They try to stay calm. They try to stay together. But the forest is changing-and so are they. And whatever's out there isn't just watching. It's getting closer. "Some places weren't meant to be found." "The silence is just the start."

Do you think you can control your life?

ever since the fire it really changed FizzaRolli mental heath & one night after having PTSD moment fizz become embarrassing but Ozzie helps him out

Sleep with one eye open... gripping your pillow tight. Yep, pretty much seems to sum up Jessica's life lately. Will anyone believe her about her night terrors? Or will she be in the dark about it forever, with Lars Ulrich? (This story isn't supposed to be good)

Where do you go when you sleep? Are you greeted with heaven or hell? Do you dream of the future or the past? Are you afraid or mesmerized? These are the adventure's I've taken when I leave reality every night, these are the places I have roamed.

Inside the dark office of my mind, there are such things as dreams. But what could they mean? I don't know but they were something.

How a window represented everything once, and everything now.

insteas of Mal and Malficent being the evilest of them Lady Tremaine and her youngest daughter Charm Tremaine rule the isle of the lost with her best friend's Evie Jay and Carlos

Ellie starts a new school year at a weird, private academy. Will it be her happy place or not?

Two international students' evening of anticipation turns into a night of fear when a mysterious celestial event traps them with a deadly force.

Genre: Paranormal Horror, Thriller, Dark Fantasy Rating: Unrated (Brief Nudity, Strong Language, Gore, Sexual Violence, Violence) Description: Elara, Noah, and Sienna are three inseparable friends, bound not just by their past but by the terrifying nightmares that have plagued them for years. Each night, they're tormented by different horror. Elara by shadowy creatures that follow her every move, Noah by a violent, relentless entity, and Sienna by a sinister figure whose presence brings both terror and sexual violence. They've always managed to wake up and shake it off. until their nightmares start bleeding into reality. In this multi-episode saga, the trio must face their darkest fears as the monsters from their dreams begin hunting them in the waking world. As they struggle to survive, they discover that their nightmares are connected by something far more sinister than they ever imagined. With each episode, the mystery unravels further, revealing hidden truths about their pasts, their connection to the nightmare world, and the horrifying price they must pay to survive. But with every nightmare they conquer, another one waits, more violent and twisted than the last. As their bond is tested by terror and betrayal, Elara, Noah, and Sienna will have to decide whether to fight the monsters or embrace the darkness threatening to consume them all. Each episode brings them closer to the truth... if they can survive long enough to uncover it.

Sleep offers no safety here. When a woman finds herself standing outside her own body, slumped in the creaking chair beneath her cedar-scented throw, she knows something is wrong-but not just wrong... warped. The house doesn't breathe; it suffocates. The wallpaper curls inward, the wind screams with fists, and the silence carries weight. Her dog, Petunia, senses it first. The growl, the bark, the relentless pacing-all warnings. But it's already inside. The tapping starts-soft, rhythmic, calculating. Then scratching. Then shattering glass and the sound of reality collapsing inward. The room bends. The hallway vanishes into black. And behind her, something ancient presses against the veil. This isn't just a dream. It's a breach. And she's not alone in the house anymore. When the window explodes and her dog risks everything to protect her, she's forced to choose: stay and surrender... or bleed her way to freedom. But freedom isn't clean. It's torn skin and blood-soaked arms. It's ancient rot and the scent of something buried in silence. It's running from a house that no longer knows her name-but still remembers her shape. Because some things don't need doors to get in. And when night falls, the tapping returns. Still. Waiting. Now, I ask of you three wishes to be granted: 1. Vote 2. Comment 3. Share with your family and friends. Thank you! Talk to you soon.