A Collection of Short Tales

A Collection of Short Tales

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Jun 26, 2023
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Horror
These are a collection of short stories I have written over the past few months, most of them being horror shorts. As a new writer, they only contain general plot outlines. If you find any of the storylines intriguing and wish to develop them into full-fledged stories, feel free to do so. However, I kindly request that you let me know if you are going to use them. Some of the stories might not make much sense, but that's intentional. I wanted to leave space for your imagination to fill in any missing pieces. Feel free to let your mind wander and come up with your own interpretations as you read these tales. All character names mentioned in these stories are completely fictional and not inspired by real people. Additionally, any photos used within these stories are original and captured by me. Apart from that, I simply wanted a place for my stories to go. So, here they are, and I sincerely hope you enjoy them.
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She came looking for a story. The story was looking for her. In the mountains of Pakistan lies Barzakhpur - a village that phases in and out of existence. A place where the fog lingers too long and the dead don't leave. Taniksha Shah rents an old haveli for creative solitude. Instead, she finds Aslan Ijaz - silent, severe, and far too watchful for a mere caretaker. He tells her not to leave after dark. He doesn't tell her he's chained himself to a bed every night to keep something inside him from reaching her. Because the entity wearing his bones has started to hate the way he looks at her. And in Barzakhpur, love is a weakness the dead do not forgive.

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