Shorthorrorstory Stories

Seeking a quick fortune, four people stake their last savings on a haveli with a discounted price and a dark reputation. However, they soon realize that an ancient, predatory energy is tracing their every move. Can they escape the gravitational pull of the mansion's secrets, or will they be consumed by the darkness within? Peep in to know the answer....

The voices followed me out of the apartment. At least... I think they did. After weeks of disturbing sleep recordings, shadow figures standing beside my bed, and whispers at exactly 3:12 a.m., I finally fled to my coworker's apartment for the night. The next morning, she was gone. No signs of a struggle. No forced entry. Nothing except a forty-minute recording left running on my phone. A recording where my coworker wakes up to someone walking through her apartment in the dark. A recording where my voice tells her: "Don't turn on the light." The problem is- I was never there. Now the apartment feels wrong in ways I can't explain. I lose hours without realizing it. Something moves through my bedroom at night without bothering to hide anymore. And every time I try to leave my apartment, the front door opens back into my own living room. Like the building itself refuses to let me escape. I think whatever attached itself to me finally stopped pretending to stay hidden. And deep down, I know my coworker understood the truth before she disappeared. "You brought them here." Told through journal entries, recordings, missing time, and unraveling paranoia, this psychological horror story follows a woman trapped inside an apartment that no longer obeys reality-and something inside it that only grows stronger the more she notices it. If you hear breathing outside your bedroom door at 3:12 a.m... pretend you're still asleep.

A girl who has been cursed since birth.

A collection of dark short stories by Sterling. I am currently writing my first fantasy book and wanted to try writing some short stories in a completely different genre. I've never written any shorts before so I hope you enjoy!

Welcome to the Dinoverse... Here, the past has clawed its way back into the present. Reptilian behemoths once thought to have vanished sixty-six million years ago now roam in the shadows, their thunderous footsteps shaking the leaves of forests as humanity stands small and fragile as titans of scale and tooth reclaim the kingdom that was once belonged to them! 🦖❤️🔥

I escaped the apartment. At least, I thought I did. After weeks of terrifying sleep recordings, shadow figures, and whispers echoing through my bedroom at 3:12 a.m., my coworker offered me a safe place to stay for the night. Before leaving, I set up cameras and recording equipment in my apartment one last time, determined to finally catch proof of whatever had been haunting me. I fell asleep in her guest room. Then I woke up back in my own bed. I have no memory of leaving her apartment. No memory of driving home. No memory of unlocking my door. But somehow, at 4:03 a.m., I was here again. Alone. Or at least... not alone enough. The recordings captured everything. At exactly 3:12 a.m., three figures entered my apartment: the tall shadow beside my bed, the twitching thing from the hallway... and something new crawling across the floor with limbs that bent the wrong way. Then the sleep app recorded my coworker's voice from miles away asking if I was awake. And something answered her using my voice. The problem is- according to the timestamp, I was still asleep when it spoke. Now I don't know what's happening to me anymore. I don't know if something followed me home... or if something wearing my voice left in my place. A psychological horror story told through journal entries, recordings, missing time, distorted footage, and the terrifying realization that you may not be the only thing living inside your own body. If you wake up somewhere you don't remember going-don't trust the version of yourself that brought you there.

Many people met their end by the crushing jaws of dinosaurs and the claws of cenozoic predators on land... Little do they know, danger doesn't end there as the sea also has its own set of terrors hidden deep in the depths... Waiting for any unsuspecting victims to take a swim... 🌊🦈

Where every page is a doorway-and something is always waiting on the other side. Unearth tales of terror that burrow beneath the skin and linger in the mind. From haunted towns and cursed relics to unsettling encounters with the unknown, each story in this collection drips with dread and crackles with eerie imagination. These are not just stories-they are whispers in the dark, fragments of forgotten nightmares, and echoes from places best left unexplored. Whether it's a shadow in the corner of your eye or a voice calling from beneath the floorboards, these tales will make you question what's real... and what should stay hidden. Perfect for fans of Shirley Jackson, Stephen King, and the creeping dread of folk horror, A Collection of Short Horror Stories invites you to read with the lights on-but promises it won't help. How brave are you? Stories in this Book: 1. The Silence of Ashford Hollow 2. The Last Fare 3. Whispers in the Static 4. The Last Broadcast 5. The Hungry House 6. Eyes in teh Fog 7. The Endless Staircase - Part 1 8. The Endless Staircase - Part 2 9. The Doppelgänger's Deal - Part 1 10. The Doppelgänger's Deal - Part 2 11. The Dead Phone - Part 1 12. The Dead Phone - Part 2 13. The Mirror's Debt - Part 1 14. The Mirror's Debt - Part 2 15. The Influencer's Curse 16. The Smart Home Knows 17. Delivery from Nowhere 18. The Last Seen Message 19. The VR Glitch - Part 1 20. The VR Glitch - Part 2 21. The Car That Wont Stop 22. AI Girlfriend

The voices in my apartment aren't whispers anymore. They're conversations. Every night at 3:12 a.m., my sleep recordings capture things moving around my bedroom while I sleep-voices speaking about me like I'm something they're studying. Watching. Waiting for. At first, I thought it was sleep paralysis. Then I bought a camera. The footage showed a tall shadow standing beside my bed for nearly a full minute before turning to stare directly into the lens. After that, the recordings only got worse. Now there's more than one of them. The latest footage captured two figures inside my bedroom while I cried in my sleep. The camera audio was distorted beyond recognition, but my phone recorder caught everything clearly: "She's watching us now." "Let her." Then something growled. Not an animal. Not human. And when one of the voices suddenly screamed, "See what you've done!" ...the crying on the recording became hysterical. Mine. I haven't slept properly in days. The apartment feels wrong after dark now, like the air itself is charged with something alive. Every creak in the hallway makes my chest tighten. Every shadow feels like it's waiting for me to stop looking at it. Worst of all? The voices no longer sound surprised that I can hear them. A psychological horror story told through journal entries, recordings, missing time, and terrifying camera footage that should not exist. If you hear crying at 3:12 a.m.-don't answer it.

Every night at 3:12 a.m., the voices return. At first, I thought the recordings were fake. A glitch. Neighbors. Sleep talking. Anything except the truth. But the whispers keep happening, always while I'm asleep. They move through my apartment at night, speaking about someone they call "he." Watching. Waiting. Hiding whenever I wake up. The problem is... I'm not a man. As the recordings grow more disturbing, the apartment itself begins to feel wrong. Objects move during the night. The silence feels heavier after dark. I stop sleeping. I stop feeling safe. And when I finally share the recordings with a coworker, she asks one question I can't stop thinking about: "What if it isn't the apartment?" Now I'm terrified that whatever has been visiting me at 3:12 a.m. isn't tied to this place at all. Maybe it's tied to me. Told through journal entries, recordings, sleepless nights, and unraveling paranoia, this psychological horror story follows a woman slowly losing her sense of reality while something unseen grows closer each night. And the worst part? I still haven't listened to tonight's recording. If you wake up hearing whispers in the dark... pretend you're still asleep.

Every night at 3:12 a.m., something enters my bedroom. At first, the sleep recordings only captured whispers-voices speaking around my bed while I slept. They talked about me like I wasn't supposed to hear them. Watching. Waiting. Hiding whenever I woke up. But last night, the voices said something different. "She still thinks this is her apartment." That's when I finally bought a security camera. I told myself I needed proof. Proof that I wasn't imagining the footsteps, the moving objects, the whispers in the dark. Proof that something was really happening inside this apartment. The camera recorded exactly forty-seven seconds before shutting off. At 3:12 a.m., my bedroom door slowly opened by itself. Then a shadow entered the room. Not walked. Entered. Tall. Thin. Almost human, but wrong in ways I still can't explain. It stood beside my bed for several seconds, staring down at me while I slept. Then it slowly turned its head toward the camera. The recording ended instantly. Now I'm terrified to go back into my bedroom. Because whatever has been whispering around me at night finally knows I'm watching it. A psychological horror story told through recordings, journal entries, security footage, sleepless nights, and the horrifying realization that some things don't stay hidden once you notice them. If your bedroom door opens at 3:12 a.m.-don't look at it.

Upon returning from his apprenticeship, 19 year old William comes home to a family nightmare. His kid sister Adelaide has gone missing without a trace and with the search parties coming up empty handed, it is up to him to find her. He begins his hunt in the foreboding forest down the street, completely unaware that the forest is hunting him.

A woman, alone on a beach on a sunny afternoon, may get more than she bargains for when she follows the sounds of voices calling for her help in between a bed of rocks.

Ivan's Babka told him all about the monsters from Poland, all except the one she promised him to when she made a deal with Devil. Can he pay the ultimate price?

Who is the strange man that nobody can see? Is he a man at all? And why has he arrived on Halloween?

«𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮» 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒔 ;) 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔? 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔☠︎︎ 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫-𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐲. 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐞. 𝐬𝐨,𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫? 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 ♡︎ 𝑏𝑦𝑒𝑒𝑒✌︎

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