Religioushorror Stories

Severin Nocturne has ruled the Endless Nothingness for thousands of years. A king behind mirrors. A watcher in every reflection. A demon who answers only the desperate-and devours them for asking. When a young witch summons him, Severin expects another soul to drag screaming into the dark. Instead, she survives. Worse, her exorcist brother traps him behind glass. Cassian Vey is holy, furious, beautiful, and far too powerful for his own good. What begins as a forced exchange for Severin's knowledge for the Vey family's survival-slowly twists into something neither of them can control. The demon learns restraint. The priest learns temptation. And somewhere between exorcisms, blood rituals, old grief, and forbidden magic, Severin begins to feel things he buried centuries ago. But something older than him is hunting the Vey bloodline. And as the clock runs out, Severin must decide what terrifies him more: remaining a monster... or becoming human enough to love.

Matt has no memories of his past. Since the beginning of his new life, everything that came before feels like a blank page. He doesn't know who he was, where he came from, or what happened to the person he used to be. Haunted by questions he can't answer, Matt returns to the place where he was born, hoping to uncover the truth buried within his forgotten past. But the more he remembers, the harder it becomes to recognize himself.

"If power corrupts and absolute power corrupts absolutely, then wouldn't you agree that any existing god would be the most corrupt being imaginable?"

Aurenel has spent two hundred thousand years watching the Garden bleed. When she enters the village of Hasmerren, she expects another survey, another brief descent into the lives of mortals who will be gone long before she remembers their names. Instead, she finds two Voskyn waiting for her. They call her sister. They remember things she has forgotten. And they offer her something no one in High Heaven ever could: companionship. But while Aurenel speaks with the Hollow Mother, Ilyaveril walks among the villagers-and discovers what the Voskyn have been breeding beneath the guise of worship. Some offers are made to be refused. Others are made because the one offering them knows exactly what you have lost.

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!

 The Gospel of Marilyn is a southern gothic horror set beneath amber skies and quiet Texas roads. After the death of his daughter, Marilyn-god of hope and messenger of heaven-becomes consumed by the need to replace what he lost. His grief leads him to a secluded home in the middle of nowhere, where a newborn lives with parents who believe they have escaped the world. When a strange man comes to their door asking for the child, nothing violent happens at first. Only conversations. Smiles. Promises. And small fractures in the family's peace. As the parents begin to unravel, Marilyn reveals the truth of divine love: it does not always create-it takes.

Think Voltron meets Doctor Who meets Religious Analog Horror. That being said, this is a Voltron AU where the main characters are intergalactic researchers that end up biting off more than they can chew with a new planet they discover Rain-36B. !!Spoilers ahead!! :0 Keith's screwed Shiro's screwed Lance is screwed Hunk is screwed Pidge is screwed Everybody is screwed. Including Coran. But mainly Keith because he's my favorite :)

A world of horrors, yet the worst things lay in the Priestess' church.

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==

Father Anselm, a priest whose outward piety masks a corrupt heart driven by vanity and self-interest. When Gabriel, a young deacon, challenges him to reflect on his true devotion to God, Anselm's life unravels. His body begins to decay, mirroring the state of his soul. Gabriel reveals himself as the Lord of Shadows, the judge of corrupted souls, and condemns Anselm to eternal torment in the abyss. Stripped of his facade, Anselm faces the chilling truth: his heart has long belonged to darkness.

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?

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.

Curiosity killed the cat. The root of so many situations and mishaps. When John and Fauna follow in the footsteps of a recent murder/disappearance, will they find out what it's like to be the cat?

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.

The rain never stops in Salem's Wake. When Lenora Hallow returns to bury her father, the town feels less abandoned than asleep - and the church he left behind still breathes. Each night, the bell tolls at 3:33. Each morning, the soil on her floor grows darker. Something beneath the church listens when she moves, remembers when she speaks, and waits when she prays. In a place where faith rots slow and silence has a pulse, Lenora must decide whether she's uncovering her father's madness or inheriting his devotion. Because in Salem's Wake, there is no God. Only the one who remembers.

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.

Beneath the towering spires and cold stone walls, the Church moves like a shadow over the land. Its priests speak in whispers laced with venom, their blessings tasting of iron and ash. They walk among the faithful cloaked in black, faces hidden, eyes faintly aglow beneath their hoods. Sermons twist scripture into chains, binding the minds of the devout, while behind the altar, unseen hands tighten their grip on the community's soul. The Sacrament they promise is not salvation, but something far darker-an offering to powers the cross cannot name.

"In Heavenly State, a sacred duty is fulfilled every 35 years. The time of Rebirth approaches, and the priests, their bones creaking like old wood, seek the chosen one: A boy of exactly 15 winters, with a soul so fragile God could shatter it just by whispering his name. The ritual will proceed as always: - With chants that make windows tremble - With sacrifices that stain the altar red - With the same silent ecstasy of all previous Rebirths Because the cycle is perfect. Because the bones of previous children are now dust beneath the sanctuary. Because God, like winter, always returns hungry."

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