Softhorror Stories

She isnt broken. Not falling apart. Just slightly removed from everything that is supposed to feel real. Her friends notice the distance, even if they cannot name it. Her life continues anyway messages, conversations, laughter in the right places. She learns how to perform being present well enough that no one asks too many questions. But inside, there are gaps. Moments where time doesn't connect properly. Reflections that feel unfamiliar. Thoughts that arrive without permission and leave without explanation. And then there is him. Not someone who saves her. Not someone who understands her. Just someone who exists in a way that feels steady enough to notice. As her perception of reality begins to fracture in ways she cannot fully describe, she tries to fit in to normal life friends, routine, silence, anything that still responds to her. But some experiences do not ask to be understood. They only ask to be endured. And not everything that feels like it is disappearing was ever fully there to begin with.

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Snow falls. Magic stirs. And even in the dark, everything holds. Set in the Echoes of the Night universe, this holiday novella follows a small found family in Pittsburgh through a strange, quiet Christmas night. The power goes out. Shadows move. Something curious and gentle slips through the dark - not to hurt, but to learn. There are soft jokes and burnt cookies, flickering tree lights, and a blackout that doesn't bring fear so much as wonder. Magic hums, not hungry or cruel, but warm and attentive, as if the night itself is listening. This is a story about chosen family. About safety found by touch instead of light. About the rare kind of magic that doesn't demand sacrifice - just trust. Cozy, softly eerie, and full of heart. Perfect for readers who love: 🕯 soft horror 🖤 found family ❄️ winter vibes ✨ gentle magic 🌙 emotional, character-driven stories *Author Note* "If you're enjoying this, leave a comment - I read every one."

A door sits before you. (Written to the extended version of the song "So Cold" from Undertale.)

Sa gitna ng isang liblib na balete tree sa Pilipinas, may mga kwentong matagal nang kinatatakutan ng mga tao-mga multo, mga nilalang sa dilim, at mga alamat na paulit-ulit na binubulong sa mga takot na bata. Pero sa likod ng lahat ng iyon, may katotohanang walang nagsasabi. Hindi sila nakakatakot. Pagod sila. Isang White Lady na na-assign sa maling puno at hindi pa rin alam kung paano siya napunta roon. Isang Kapre na matagal nang nakaupo sa parehong sanga, higit pa sa buhay ng mga taong natatakot sa kanya. Isang Tikbalang na hindi sigurado kung siya ba ay alamat, pagkakamali, o identity crisis na nagkatawang nilalang. Sa pagitan ng mga dumadaang turista, nagvi-video na bata, at mga usap-usapang urban legend, unti-unting mabubuo ang isang lihim na hindi dapat nalalaman ng mundo: Ang mga "nakakatakot" na nilalang sa balete tree ay hindi pala mga halimaw. Sila ay mga nilalang din na naghahanap ng pahinga, pagkakakilanlan, at katahimikan sa mundong matagal nang ginawang alamat ang kanilang pagod. At sa bawat liham na kanilang isinusulat, unti-unting mababago ang tanong ng lahat: Ano ba talaga ang mas nakakatakot-ang mga multo... o ang mga kwentong ginawa tungkol sa kanila?

my first story, so may not be written as well as I would like it to be. this story follows your mind through different worlds and doors filled with mad gods, peaceful field's and unexpected appearances. be prepared to be taken by the hand and delved into the right to die.

Stella was just trying to survive in a world where the sky turned hostile. First, the Moon disappeared without warning. Then, three days later, the Sun grew a face-and a voice-crying out in rage and grief for its missing sister. Every day since, it screams the same three questions. And every day, the world grows hotter. With glass windows shattering, babies overheating, and neighbors losing their minds, Stella clings to routine, parasol in hand, and tries to keep cool-literally and emotionally. But when a shattering scream drops her to her knees, Stella wakes up somewhere else entirely... in a forest cabin, watched over by a strange woman who doesn't flinch at the Sun's cries. Who is she? Why did she save Stella? And more importantly... what really happened to the Moon? A surreal blend of cosmic horror, post-apocalyptic mystery, and slow-burn character drama, this is a story about survival, grief, and what's left when celestial balance is broken. If you like eerie atmosphere, mysterious women in the woods, and suns that scream about the Moon, you're in the right place.

🌒 Vibe: Dark fantasy Mystery and magic Coming-of-power theme Touch of horror / gothic atmosphere little romance 🧬 Main Character: Name: Elaris (pronounced Eh-luh-riss) - rare, beautiful, and sounds almost like a forgotten spell Age: 16-17 Lives in a world almost like ours - but there are strange rules in her town no one talks about (e.g., no mirrors at night, always lock your window before sunset, never go near the old church). But she's not like the others. Story Premise: Her small town has long suppressed "old magic" She starts seeing strange things - reflections moving on their own, voices calling her real name (which she's never heard before), symbols burning into her skin Turns out... she is the last daughter of a forgotten bloodline, prophesied to bring back the old powers that the world tried to erase She's being hunted by a secret order, and guided by a cursed boy who can't touch anyone - but seems drawn to her

Unmaking Monsters is a dark fantasy about fear given form. When nineteen-year-old Elara ignores village warnings and enters the whispering woods to save her sick mother, she is taken by a legend made real: the Ossuary Steed, a nightmare forged from bone and belief. Dragged into the forest's oldest heart, Elara learns a terrible truth-monsters are born from collective fear, and this one is still growing. Escaping with the help of a sharp-tongued, magically savvy mouse and a disgraced tracker bound by old debts, Elara must race against dawn to reclaim what the monster intends to steal from her next. To survive, she will have to confront not just the creature hunting her, but the fear that created it-and decide whether monsters can truly be unmade, or only transformed.

2p Wenda and 2p Brud lived in a town that had always whispered secrets humans aren't meant to hear. 2p Brud, despite being a protagonist, had chosen to isolate himself in his lab forever, never pausing to look at the real world outside, awaiting his presence. 2p Wenda was sensitive yet cared deeply for her friends. She tried hard to keep the peace in the town, but most of them never listened to her. Before they could fix their problems, another one lurks, unseen yet felt. No one was willing to talk about it, as if ignoring the problems could magically make them go away. But when these strange, unnatural events begin disrupting 2p Wenda and 2p Brud routines with their friends, they must face the danger head-on, and with it, confront their insecurities and learn what to do with it. If not... the town will be destroyed entirely.

A fairy-like creature exists in a dark, timeless place, unaware of what it truly means to be alive. She spends her days observing the life of another girl, known only as Someone else, whose bright human existence contrasts with her own shadowed form. One day, the boundary between them fades, allowing the two to meet. A fantasy one-shot that explores existence, identity, and loneliness through the eyes of a fairy-like being trapped in a timeless darkness.

After what was basically WWIII, a nuclears heavy wars the world is plunged into a permanent chemical induced winter for the foreseeable future. This particular account follows tye character Deseray Momoko and a group of scavengers who allowed her into there group.

A young man wakes up to discover he is no longer part of the living world-yet he never truly left it. Trapped between presence and absence, Alfred becomes a silent observer of time, watching his family move on, disappear, and be replaced while he remains fixed in a forgotten room that slowly erases itself. As years pass without mercy, reality begins to fracture, and the line between existence and illusion starts to collapse. What remains is a question he cannot escape: Was he ever truly gone... or has he never truly been alive?

For centuries, the mansion had been home to Remilia Scarlet, a vampire of immense power, and her peculiar staff. Few dared to approach, knowing that those who entered the mansion rarely left unchanged. Tonight, as the moon hung low and full, a strange, electric tension filled the air. Something was stirring within its blood-red walls. "This isn't just about the ley lines shifting. Something is trying to break through the barriers between realms, and we're standing right on top of it." She turned to Koakuma, her eyes sharp with newfound clarity. "We need to warn Remilia. This storm... it's far more dangerous than we thought."

In the aftermath of an unsuccessful secret rescue operation in the Indonesian jungle, two surviving soldiers from the Australian Army's special operations group are rescued - and, arriving at Stratford Hill military base, they seem to be on the edge of sanity. When Burns, one of the surviving soldiers, insists that he targeted Death itself during the ambush, the commander of the base, Colonel Dubken, calls in Nicole, a young psychologist specializing in post-trauma recovery, for help. But their investigation enters ominous grounds when Awaba, the other survivor, though mortally wounded, seems to not die at all - and as increasingly strange events and a terrorizing mood overtake the military base, Dubken and Nicole begin to wonder whether Burns is indeed right...

"It started when I met Sarah, that was in what, maybe when I was around four years old..." I started, noticing she had already started to write. I had just realized I had never shared with anyone of how and when I had met her. It wasn't that big of a story, but she was still my best friend." ... Anyways, as we grew up, we found ourselves in more and more crazy stories like that one. It was a curse we had. If you found us together, you'd better run away.

A group of teenagers break into a abandoned place, but find them selves getting chased, will they make it out alive?

it's about this little girl named Diane who lives on a farm in Wyoming with her grandpa in the 50s. And the moon is doing spooky stuff, it starts off with the radio but it gets a lot worse... so yuh... my mommy said it was good 👍

Sarah was once a normal girl until on Halloween night something drastic happened. Now sleeping in graveyards she looks for revenge.

A series of quiet encounters, digital whispers, and ghost connections that leave a mark deeper than love. Not all love stories start with a name. Some begin with silence. Some with a message. And some, with someone who isn't supposed to exist. -EvimNvotzi2015