Psychologicalhorror Stories

a cult has been growing in the shadows. quiet. disciplined. and disturbingly adored. its followers worship the seven "virtues". figures said to embody humanity's highest ideals. sent to investigate, the protagonist embeds themselves within the cult, expecting corruption and control. instead, they find warmth. structure. devotion that feels almost holy. but faith has a cost not all acts of worship are meant to be witnessed

The mortuary was never meant to be opened after 10 PM. Built long before the hospital, buried with secrets from the British era, it has claimed every soul who dared to enter after dark. When Ele, a medical student with a window facing the mortuary, begins dreaming of an unknown old woman, curiosity turns into obsession. As buried truths awaken and spirits demand justice, some secrets refuse to stay dead - and fear chooses its heirs carefully. Because after 10 PM, the dead are no longer silent.

For as long as he can remember, he has slept in the cellar. Every night, his father opens the box where he sleeps. Every night, his mother brings him a glass of liquid red medicine. Every week, his father files down his teeth. He has never seen the sun. He has never seen his reflection. He has never been outside. Until the sirens come. And with the sirens comes something worse: the truth.

A backrooms style multi series/book story so if you like horror and the backrooms and of course psychological horror you will prolly like this ps: this is my first book ever and im young so yeah idk still give it a chance and i know i yap a lot inspired by Kane pixels backrooms

Knowledge is currency. Alchemy is knowledge. Most people don't know it exists. Those who do call it heresy. Those who practice it call it ascension. Man wakes in the lightless depths of Tauran City Prison with no records, no past-only a vocabulary that doesn't belong to him. In a facility built to process human bodies, ignorance is a death sentence. To survive, he bonds with a parasitic alchemical metal: a weapon that grows stronger with blood, memory, and use. But power always comes at a price he doesn't yet understand. Guided by a man who knows too much and a girl who should not have survived this long, he descends through a system where alchemy is graded, identities fracture, and nothing is free. You are not a prisoner. You are a specimen. And ascension has already begun..

When my family moved into the old mansion, I thought the hardest part would be adjusting to a new home. I was wrong. The house listens. It remembers. And it doesn't forgive. "Warning: This story may cause sleepless nights, paranoia in old houses, and an unhealthy fascination with basements. If you hear whispers in the dark tonight... don't listen."

Not all horrors are imagined. Some live next door. These are short standalone stories inspired by whispered fears, urban legends, and things we pretend do not happen.

English edition of an original story. She prayed for a child her entire life. When her wish was finally granted, someone came to collect. On the street where Julia grew up, an old woman known as Lady Mercy had always dreamed of becoming a mother, but never could. One day, she disappeared without explanation. When she returned, she was different. More alive. Happier. And pregnant. As the pregnancy progressed, the street began to change. Strange events started to unfold. After six in the evening, a silent couple would walk toward house number 87 and vanish without a trace. These and other unsettling apparitions led Julia to question what was happening on her street, and whether it all had something to do with its oldest resident: Lady Mercy. Because some prayers are answered. And not every answer comes to save.

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.

"The forest has ears, and it loves the sound of a beating heart." Momal Marry is looking for a fresh start as a librarian at the prestigious Greenwood Heritage University. But the woods surrounding the campus hide a dark secret a predator that cries like a lost child. When Momal loses her diary in those haunting woods, it falls into the hands of the one man she should avoid: Doctor Abraham, a cold and mysterious professor who knows more about the forest than he lets on. As Abraham begins to read her private thoughts, he realizes Momal isn't just a visitor. She is the key to a horror that has been sleeping for decades. Some secrets are written in ink; others are written in blood.

When a football lands inside an abandoned house, a group of teenagers is forced to confront a story their neighborhood refuses to remember. Told through the quiet voice of a seventeen-year-old narrator, this psychological horror follows the disappearance of a man, his wife, and their dog-and the diary that explains nothing while revealing everything. As attraction, memory, and truth begin to blur, one question lingers: What if the things that feel most real are the ones that quietly destroy us? A slow-burn, philosophical horror about silence, recognition, and the choices we make without ever saying them aloud.

Description: They thought it was a signal. Humanity celebrated a discovery. But Voyager 1 had done something far worse. Signals that bend reality, technology that fails, and a presence older than the universe itself. Cosmic horror unfolds as existence itself unravels. Can humans survive the awareness of something never meant to be seen?

Aisha Howard was almost fifteen when her cousin died. It was ruled an accident. Everyone moved on. Aisha didn't. As the investigation fades and life returns to normal, Aisha begins to unravel quietly, through hallucinations, fractured memories, and a growing certainty that something inside her has shifted. Her mother watches her too closely. The locks in the house multiply. And the adults around her seem more afraid of what Aisha might be than of what already happened. This is a psychological descent disguised as a coming-of-age story, one where guilt, control, and love blur until even the reader begins to question what is real, what is justified, and whether Aisha is a victim... or something far more dangerous. Because something is wrong with Aisha Howard. The question is: when did it start?

In Valek City, it's not just infection that kills... it's the twisted leadership. My sister Eris and I formed Benevolent, an underground sanctuary for those who can't fight for themselves. We protect them from the Revenant Strain, a virus that reanimates the dead with violent hunger. But now? The real horror isn't infection...it's betrayal from within. Britis Powell, founder of our city, and his wife Victoria have split us into warring factions while snatching children to shield their elite class. All in pursuit of one lie: a promised cure paid for in blood... paid by us who still survive. And now? There's something worse. Something we never saw coming...a revelation so devastating...it changes everything.

She escaped control. Now something inside her whispers: let me in. She was searching for healing. What she found was a hollow hunger that whispered her name. After a bitter separation, Elena retreats to a quiet seaside apartment, hoping to rebuild herself. But when an eerily intelligent stray cat appears, her once-quiet days begin to unravel. Her habits shift. Her emotions tangle. Her dreams bleed into waking life. Is it grief? Isolation? Or something darker that crept in through the cracks? As a parasitic presence takes root in her mind, Elena finds herself torn between terror and a rising, exhilarating sense of power. The scariest part of losing yourself... is when it starts to feel good.

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏 - AN ESCAPIST'S GUIDE TO MURDER Everyone has skeletons hiding in their closet, a sin they don't want to confess to. Everyone hides behind a mask that is the face they wear. But over time, the layers are peeled back and the truth is unwoven. This time, an expert of self-deception is on the run, and with every lie they create to thicken the horrors they're running from, the higher the stakes get. After all, what's a liar to do when they meet a serial killer? To RUN would be the natural answer. Unfortunately, this specific serial killer has a very specific rule: you can't lie. * * * * * " 𝗦𝗖𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗠 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗠𝗘. " * * * * * All images used belong to their respective owners unless stated otherwise within story chapters I do not own the series Angels of Death or the reader, you. Please be aware that the reader is gender neutral and that the following story is yandere. The following content may not be suitable for all ages. Beware of Dead Dove: Do Not Eat. * * * * * Highest Rankings ( Past ) - 1# Satsuriku no Tenshi 1# Zack Foster x Reader 1# Isaac Foster 1# Zack Foster 1# Angels of Death 1# Zack

TW: May contain dark themes such as cannibalism, self harm, suicide, and more. Pin's been experiencing odd headaches and other things recently, leading her to believe she has some kind of sickness. But this sickness isn't just some regular old cold or flu. No, this one is much different.

One year ago, Sarah's best friend Cassie brutally murdered four classmates in the house next door. Then Cassie disappeared. No one knows why she did it. Or that Sarah could have stopped her. Now, strange things are happening - messages written in blood, familiar voices whispering to Sarah, faces in the mirror that aren't her own. Cassie's favorite slumber party game was always Bloody Mary and her final entries in a journal are filled with stories about a "presence" in the mirror, who listened when no one else did. Cassie poured her fear, anger, and heartbreak into Bloody Mary - confessing the bullying, loneliness, and slow, painful realization that Sarah was starting to make new friends and move on without her. As the anniversary of the murders approaches, Sarah and her friends - including Abby, who might be something more - must follow the clues and go to what's now called the Demon House. There, they will learn what really happened, what Cassie unleashed...and whether she's still alive. Cassie faced her demons and failed. Bloody Mary is done waiting. And Sarah is next.

Siya Multia was a father before he was anything else. After his twelve-year-old daughter is murdered during a robbery that leaves no answers and no justice, Siya is left with a house full of silence and a world that keeps moving without her. While trying to survive his grief, he begins reading about men who harmed their own children-and were never punished for it. Something breaks. Something sharp takes its place. Soon, bodies begin appearing across Windhoek. Each one is different. Each one is deliberate. And carved into flesh, written in blood, or assembled from what's left behind is the same message: K lives. As the media dubs him The Marking Man, Siya becomes both monster and myth-hailed, feared, and hunted-while an investigator slowly closes in. With every kill, the question grows louder: Is Siya evil for what he does... or are his victims examples meant to be seen? Dark, graphic, and psychologically intense, K Lives is a descent into grief, violence, and the terrifying logic of a man who refuses to heal.

THE CROSSROAD Some roads don't take you forward. They wait for you to admit why you ran. When Aarav and Rohan miss the last bus, a stranger offers them a shortcut through a deserted highway. One wrong turn later, the road refuses to let them go. Footsteps don't echo. Sounds exist only when the road allows it. Memories surface that were never meant to. As the night stretches unnaturally long, Rohan begins to understand the truth the road is forcing out- and the lie Aarav has been living with. This is not a story about ghosts. It's about what happens when guilt is ignored. And some places don't let you leave until you face it. Genre: Psychological Horror | Mystery Warning: Slow-burn dread, guilt-driven horror, unsettling imagery