Истории Slowburnterror

Wintervale Academy doesn't exist on any map. Once you enter, there's no clear way out. But when Elias Ward receives a black envelope sealed in wax - one that knows his name, his bloodline, and his mother's darkest secret - he finds himself drawn to the school that may have swallowed her whole. Inside its frost-covered walls, nothing is as it seems. Rooms shift. Shadows watch. And beneath the stone halls sleeps something ancient... and hungry. They say the Bell hasn't tolled in decades. Last night, it rang. And it remembers his name. Can Elias uncover the truth before it consumes him too?

They erased him before he even had a name. Born in a forgotten tribal village, Thalya was never registered, never documented, never meant to exist. His mother raised him in silence, far from the modern world-until the military stormed their forest on the day after his 7th birthday, massacring his people and burning every trace of their culture. He survived. Alone. Unseen. Now, years later, a string of brutal deaths has gripped the country. Bodies dumped off cliffs. Victims forced to walk into the woods, never to return. No fingerprints. No records. No trace of the killer. Because how do you hunt a man who doesn't exist? Layla and Rami, two detectives researching vanishing tribal cultures, stumble into the myth... and quickly realize they're in the story. Not as observers. But as the next chapter. He doesn't want attention. He wants justice. And this time, the fire's not burning his story. It's burning yours.

When 22-year-old Kikelomo Olayiwola gets selected for an exclusive, all-expenses-paid art residency at the prestigious Olowo Art Pavilion in Ibadan, she believes her big break has finally come. The gallery is legendary, the artists are elite, and the curators? Cold, eccentric, and obsessed with control. But once inside, she realizes this isn't just a space for creativity. It's a house of secrets, whispers, and rituals. Artists start disappearing. Paintings bleed. Doors lock without reason. And somehow, her art seems to know things she hasn't yet told anyone. As her sense of reality unravels, Kikelomo must decide: is this all in her head, or is the gallery alive-and hungry? Because in Olowo Pavilion, you don't just create art. You become it.

When Mark inherits his grandfather's remote farmhouse, he thinks it's a chance to escape his crumbling city life. But the peaceful countryside holds ancient secrets-and something far darker than he ever imagined. Beneath the ruins of a rusted barn lies a sealed gate-one meant to imprison ancient, otherworldly creatures. Mark's grandfather wasn't just a farmer... he was the last of the Gatekeepers, a hidden order sworn to keep Hell closed. And now the seal is breaking. With his two closest friends, Mark must uncover the forgotten ritual, confront monsters born of nightmares, and face the horrifying truth about his bloodline. Because the gate wasn't just guarded by his family... it was sealed with their blood. The creatures are stirring. A god is awakening. And Mark may be the last one who can stop the end of everything- -if the darkness inside him doesn't take over first.

What if the door they warned you about... was the only one that called your name? What if the voice sounded familiar - like someone you lost? Would you open it? And when your reflection smiled back with eyes that weren't yours... would you still believe you were safe? What if you were the one possessed - but too aware to stop it? And what if the only people who could save you... were the ones already breaking? How do you fight a demon... when it's wearing your soul like skin?