Religioushorror Stories

𝐒𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐄 - harry potter fanfic x reader insert ❝ that orphanage was nothing but hell, with music from the chapel that was oh so beautiful, and i was very afraid. ❞ - orphan [name] had learned faith through prayer, and agony through whips and hits. for she does not know her own mind any longer. © j.k rowling ; harry potter © notorixx ; sacrilege

After a great start in law enforcement a young detective is forced to take a step back into the darkness he once called home. The sleepy town in the north of Ireland wouldn't need him, or so he thought, but is the town sleepy? Overshadowed by the church he spent his childhood in he tries to dig into the solid ground that resists any and all outsiders. And what is watching from above? is it God, or is it something else entirely?

Inside an unassuming cathedral, a priest listens as a serial killer steps into the confessional. He does not seek absolution. He seeks to measure the breaking point of faith. ==SHORT STORY, only 2200+ words==

In which a place taken in 1922, Eliza Kalinin, the rebellious postulant yet with higher faith was sent to a Basilica-Castle of Divulged Blood in a mission to gain knowledges on Royal Empire of Ruskyiev's Orthodoxy in pursuit to turn his home, Chapel of Our Lady of Fatima into an education institution. However deep down she may not realize, the holiest place in the Slavic Land she's in shall have strange things occuring... originally written by: Pannochka Domski editor : Norah Juniper

Rani dresses in the bright colors and frills of a gyaru, but their fascination with old literature and horror films on VHS veers into Gothic territory. That is them, the GYARUxGOTHIKA. But life wasn't all that glamorous for them-not even in school. They put smart answers for assignments on those nymph-ish films they hate getting compared to, or expose the lies of the 'romantic' vampire. Rani is but a purified daisy. They convince themselves all the while, so long as they can repress it under sugary prose. A little tortured girl-child were they, but not opposed to sex. They still crave it when they are loved one day, but for the right classy vampire... which seems all too rare.

A journal from 1479 warned of beings the world once worshipped as Gods-divine faces hiding devils beneath. When a sinkhole swallows six survivors into ancient catacombs leading to a buried church built for sacrifice, they realize the truth: the Hollow Gods are real, and they don't just hunt... they replace.

This is a short story based on the Seven Trumpets of Revelation, and what would happen after the final trumpet. I would love to make this into a full-length story, maybe from a different POV, but let me know if you guys would be interested!

Im working on it... please read the first page :)

The Devil is real. And he's not a little red man with horns and a tail. He can be beautiful Because he's a fallen angel And he used to be gods favorite.

" wake from your sleep the drying of your tears. . . " • • • NORTH AMERICA, 2105. Young Dee is a purveyor of prophetic dreams and a survivor of the Filch; a mysterious phenomenon that has mercilessly claimed the lives of billions globally, including her own family. Left with nothing but words and visions of a promised land, Dee sets out on a long journey to find her purpose and the kingdom forged for her by God. But as an urge to protect the lives she encounters along the way grows stronger, so does the realization that her calling may not be as eternal as she once believed... • • • " today we escape we escape. . . "

Bishop Elias Thorn preaches purity. His followers call him holy. The police call him something else - a killer. Detective Jonathan Hale doesn't believe in God, but when the murders begin to mirror scripture, he's forced to confront something darker than evil - blind faith. In a city where every prayer ends in blood, two men are about to learn that salvation always comes with a price. ---

Creation begins in blood. A ritual long in the making is about to be fulfilled. A child waits in isolation... Reviled, hidden, and taught to obey rules carved in stone. Born of taboo and prophecy, she is kept alive not out of mercy, but necessity. The gods are watching. The priestesses are preparing. And something terrible and divine is about to bloom. ------------------------------ This is my first short story, both that I've ever written, and for this fantasy world I am building. Hope you enjoy :) More chapters coming soon...

since people began reading my jonah and adam fic (SOMEHOW???) i decided to write more!! you guys are very sweet <3 also shout out to Ghostly on discord, ily man .

An aspiring writer drives his dementia ridden grandmother to the hospital as he recounts his own personal stories-- fictional or real, we may never know. In the midst of the snowstorm and long trip, the reader will be immersed into the surrealism and the bits of truth and harsh realities of grief.

This has no planning and probably poor writing but I wanted to try and write a sort of religious horror story some chapters may have sarcasm.

A psychological suspense story that follows a young woman as she ascends the staircase in her late grandparents' house. What begins as a simple errand to retrieve a crucifix turns into an encounter with the supernatural and a terrifying revelation about the thin line between the divine and the grotesque. What happens when faith takes a form you cannot comprehend-or escape?

An orphan girl considered a saint in her village hears a strange sound coming from downstairs, or perhaps from the Church?

Ben Marchman, an ex-undercover cop who loves the darkweb finds out about a secret facility that earns over a million dollars per year. Ben finds out where the facility is located and breaks in to find out what they exactly do there. And what he finds takes him by surprise.