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One fateful night, Gumball vanishes without a trace. No Messages. Just Gone. After hopeless searches, the town of Elmore moves on quickly... But Darwin can't. Now he must take the lead in finding who took his brother; he teams up with Anais, Penny, and Carrie to uncover the truth behind his brother's disappearance and bring him home. But when the truth is unmasked, the Wattersons and their friends are forced into a fight bigger than any episode they were ever meant to survive...

Raka baru berusia tujuh tahun ketika sosok perempuan berselendang kuning mulai muncul dalam tidurnya. Tubuh perempuan itu bergerak sedikit terlambat dari bayangannya. Suaranya rusak. Dan setiap kali mencoba berbicara, hanya dua potongan kata yang berhasil keluar. **Ana.** **Jangan.** Awalnya semua orang menganggapnya mimpi buruk seorang anak. Namun ketika sosok yang sama mulai terlihat di sekitar rumah, seorang anak desa jatuh sakit, dan cerita tentang "perempuan kuning" menyebar dari satu mulut ke mulut lain, ketakutan perlahan mengubah cara orang-orang memandang Raka dan keluarganya. Ustaz dipanggil. Rumah dipagari. Ritual lama kembali dibicarakan. Lalu sesuatu ditemukan di bawah lantai rumah mereka. Sesuatu yang selama ini diketahui Bapak-tetapi tidak pernah ia ceritakan. Semakin orang-orang berusaha mencari jawaban, semakin Raka menyadari bahwa tidak ada seorang pun yang benar-benar memahami apa yang sedang terjadi. Tidak warga desa. Tidak ustaz. Bahkan mungkin tidak Bapak. Dan perempuan yang selama ini mereka takuti... mungkin bukanlah hal yang seharusnya Raka hindari. Karena ketika hari ulang tahunnya yang ketujuh tiba, satu pertanyaan menjadi jauh lebih menakutkan daripada keberadaan hantu mana pun: **Jika semua orang menyuruhmu takut pada sesuatu di luar rumah, siapa yang akan memperingatkanmu tentang apa yang ada di dalamnya?**

A town full of secrets that takes place in the 1970s were strange things occur during the summer explore the mysteries in welcome to Fort Chiswell

Grayson Hollow is a small, poor farming village where nothing ever changes. Except for the big white mansion on the hill. It's been empty since I was born. No lights, no sounds, no one ever goes in or out. My father told me to stay away from it and never ask why. But in Grayson Hollow, you start to see things that shouldn't be there. And once you see them, they see you back.

✅ SEASON 1 COMPLETE - 7 Chapters SEASON 2: "BLOCK: DOWN" COMING SOON My block has 10 floors. The 10th has been empty for 8 years, but every night at 03:17 the elevator goes there by itself - empty and wet inside. I am Feng Li, 9th floor. Aunt Mei on the 1st floor has a notebook. One name is torn out: Song Bin, 17, entered the basement in 2018 and never exited. The basement flooded. The iron door got stuck. He knocked for 4 hours. The whole block heard. No one opened. Now the basement is still flooded. And his white sneakers are on the edge - dry. This is not a ghost story. It's about 9 people who decided not to hear him.

🪞 Short Story Description - The Mirror at Midnight When Amelia Rivers inherits her grandmother's old manor, she discovers a mirror that doesn't just reflect-it remembers. Each midnight, the glass shows her things that shouldn't exist: a reflection that moves on its own, whispers that echo her name, and a face smiling back too late. With the help of a stranger tied to the mirror's dark past, Amelia must uncover the truth before the reflection takes her place forever. A chilling Gothic mystery where memory, grief, and madness blur into one haunting question: What if your reflection wanted your life?

Some voices should never be answered. High in the Sierra Nevada mountains, a six-man forestry crew takes shelter beneath a suffocating wall of fog. The fire is low. The forest has gone completely still. Then, from beyond the treeline, a voice calls out. "Ranger... can you help me?" At first, it sounds like a man in trouble-lost, injured, desperate for food. But something is wrong. The voice refuses to step into the light. It begs them not to look. Not to follow. Not to see what is speaking. And it insists it is not alone. As the night deepens and the fog closes in, isolation gives way to something far worse. The crew begins to realize the voice is not asking for help at all-it is following rules they do not understand. Michael Leahy, a veteran ranger, is forced to choose between two dangers: the unseen presence beyond the trees... or the only man who refuses to sleep, whispering a single warning: Do not let it touch you. Perfect for readers of: Algernon Blackwood • H.P. Lovecraft • modern atmospheric and folk horror

Millie wood has just been uprooted by her family and forced to restart life. Millie starts to keep a journal of the move and grievances of being a 16 year old (growing up relationships and of course driving) but something's off with the road sighs

A psychological horror mystery Lisa Manoban 27, urban architect turned recluse. Quiet, analytical, lives with a strange sensitivity to patterns. Jennie Kim 29, investigative journalist with a past linked to a now-erased village. She has memories others insist never happened. Starring Lisa Manoban & Jennie Kim Some houses are built on land. Others are built on secrets. And one... was never built at all. Jennie Kim remembers a village that doesn't exist. She remembers the wooden gate, the smell of burnt sugar, and the woman with no eyes who stood behind her in every photo. But no map shows Haerang. No one else remembers the fire. No records, no ruins nothing but ash and a name whispered in her sleep. When she returns to find the truth, she brings with her the only person she trusts: Lisa Manoban-an architect with a haunted past of her own. But Haerang is no ordinary place. It shifts. It feeds. And some memories were buried for a reason.

A disgraced and desperate former fund manager, John Davis, takes an extraordinarily high-paying night shift job at a remote, abandoned gas station with a horrifying history. But when vengeful spirits rise after dark, seven deadly rules are his only protection - and breaking one means death. #RulesHorror #SupernaturalHorror #PsychologicalHorror #HauntedGasStation #Chilling

📖 The Mark Beneath (A Revelation Horror - Cora's Perspective) They said not to look at the sky. I didn't listen. Now the world is ruled by a voice with no face, and a mark that breathes beneath the skin. Those who take it smile. Those who don't starve, vanish, or worse-start to hear it. Cora's just trying to survive. But in a world where silence watches, prayer burns, and even mirrors lie... what does survival really mean? A slow-burn apocalypse told from fractured eyes-where each voice might be the last to speak truth, or the first to echo the Beast.

They called him Tide-Eyes, whispering behind his back like the sea whispered to him. Ever since he was born, he could see beneath the waves-, deeply, too deeply. From drowned cities to the endless, watching eyes of leviathans, he's kept the horrors of the sea to himself. Until the night something ancient rises from the depths and speaks directly to him. Now, the crew of the Sea Viper is being drawn into a silent trap where maps fail, stars vanish, and the sea begins to sing. He knows what's coming. But no one ever listens to the boy who sees too much. A dark fantasy tale of ocean horror, ancient beings, and the price of truth.

Brian believed that if he kept his head down, did things right, and stayed patient, life would eventually make room for him. Then the airport fell apart. Set alongside the events of Resident Evil: Degeneration, this short horror chronicle follows an ordinary man navigating chaos he doesn't understand-through protests, infection, containment, and loss-without heroics, without answers, and without rescue. This is a story about being one step too late. About believing help is coming. And about how the world ends for people who never thought it would notice them at all. --- I will be posting this story on Royal Road ---

Some places don't need to be remembered to be feared. When seven friends step into the ruins of Blackwood Manor for one final night together, they believe the past is dead. They are wrong. The building is still awake-and it has been waiting.

Japan, 1603. The age of war is ending, but for one outcast warrior, the true battle has just begun. After his clan is annihilated in a brutal siege, Takeshi Elias Arakida-a half-Japanese, half-English ronin-wanders the war-scarred mountains of a newly unified Japan. Marked as a disgrace for surviving when others died, he carries the shame of a broken name and blood no samurai truly accepted. But something unnatural stalks the forests he now calls home. Warriors vanish without a trace. Bodies are found torn apart-armor ripped open, bones shattered, weapons untouched. Locals whisper of a demon from the old stories. A sky spirit. A tengu. A yokai that hunts in silence. Takeshi, haunted by his father's foreign tales and his mother's strict code of honor, begins to suspect the truth: this is no man, and no spirit born of Earth. Whatever is out there doesn't kill for conquest... it kills for sport. As fear spreads across the countryside and old superstitions rise, Takeshi must choose: run from the darkness-or face it. Alone.

"It started on a school computer no one used anymore. A blank screen. A blinking cursor. And a video that shouldn't exist." Mara has always been known as the girl who scares too easily. She never watched the video her friends found that day. But now, she sees them - the ones who did - every night in her dreams. Her therapist told her to keep a diary. What she's really keeping is a record of everyone she's losing. Entry by entry, the line between dream and waking life begins to disappear. If you find this diary... don't click play.

No one notices when it starts. That's the point. This isn't a story about monsters, ghosts, or violence. It's about attention - and what happens when it becomes unnecessary. Each chapter changes something small. Not in the world. In you. There is no twist. There is no explanation. And nothing here needs to be watched to continue. You don't have to keep reading. But most people do.

By Amanitalis Beyond the Living When a young man's childhood friend vanishes without a trace, the only clue left behind is a diary filled with strange entries-entries about a girl no one's ever seen and walks that blur the line between night and nightmare. Driven by obsession, the reader follows the trail to an abandoned graveyard deep in the Appalachian woods, where time slips, reality thins... and the river never forgets. Some people leave. Others never really do.

In 9045, a strange fever began to spread. It was gentle, almost forgettable. A warmth that came and went, nothing to fear. Then people started dying. Not loudly. Just quietly, wave after wave, until their bodies gave out. The world scrambled for a cure, and when it came, it was a miracle: a simple white capsule stamped with a red triangle. Everyone swallowed it. The plague ended. The celebrations were deafening. Then the summers grew hotter. Year after year, the heat climbed, and nobody thought much of it. Until one afternoon, a twelve-year-old girl carrying oranges collapsed in the street. She wasn't sick. She wasn't dying. She was becoming something else, something that had waited inside her since the day she took the cure. The prequel to 9050. A book by me. Comming soon.

The red hat society in the small town of Denim is entitled and full of widows. coincidence?