Story cover for The Midnight Shadows by smruti_ranjan_
The Midnight Shadows
  • WpView
    LECTURAS 68
  • WpVote
    Votos 9
  • WpPart
    Partes 4
  • WpHistory
    Hora 6m
  • WpView
    LECTURAS 68
  • WpVote
    Votos 9
  • WpPart
    Partes 4
  • WpHistory
    Hora 6m
Continúa, Has publicado sep 26, 2024
This story, titled "The Midnight Thirst," follows Raj, a young boy living in a hostel, as he experiences a series of eerie and supernatural events after a simple quest for water in the middle of the night. What begins as a seemingly ordinary experience turns sinister when Raj becomes haunted by strange whispers, freezing temperatures, and the chilling feeling of being watched. With each passing night, the paranormal occurrences intensify, as Raj confronts shadowy figures, whispering voices, and ominous knocks at his door. The once-familiar hostel becomes a place of lurking shadows and unseen forces, leading Raj to a haunting truth-that the hostel is not just haunted by ghosts but by the memories of those who have disappeared before him. And now, he may be next.The story blends suspense and psychological horror, building tension through Raj's growing paranoia, eerie encounters, and an ever-deepening sense of dread. As he tries to uncover the truth, Raj realizes the terror isn't just in his imagination-it's real, and it's coming for him.
Todos los derechos reservados
Regístrate para añadir The Midnight Shadows a tu biblioteca y recibir actualizaciones
O
#265whispers
Pautas de Contenido
Quizás también te guste
His sunshine, His beauty [COMPLETED] de sonals_writes
48 partes Concluida Contenido adulto
"Jojo, I love you" she said "Tara, you are just 15" I said "No!! until I will turn 18, you will find someone else" she said "No, I won't" I said with a smile "Promise???" she asked forwarding her hand "Promise SUNSHINE" I promised taking her hand _______________________________________ " That son of a b*tch, AT " I hissed looking at my bleeding hand. "Oh my god!!! your hand is bleeding so much" came an angelic voice which broke my chain of thoughts. I turned around and saw the most beautiful woman, just like an angel. . "Are you alright?" came the angel's voice I just nodded still mesmerized by her beauty. Suddenly, she took my rough hands in her soft ones and tied a handkerchief around it. "Now it's better!" she said with a smile which made my heart flutter with unknown emotions. "Taraksha Sharma" she extended her hand "Kabir Rathod" I said with a smile that I myself don't know existed. "Please take care Kabir! Bye!" She said and went away. Not so soon angel, not so soon You will be mine, just mine Because BEAUTY belongs only to her BEAST. ________________________________________ "Nice to meet you Mr. Rajvansh" "Same here Mr. Rathod, So, where is your fiance?" "Oh! she is just coming" "Ohh! Ok" "Hello Mr. Rajvansh" I turned around and my world stopped. "Tara" ________________________________________ There are some scenes that may trigger you. So, read-only if you are comfortable. Cover- @Lady_whistleup
Quizás también te guste
Slide 1 of 9
The Forgotten Trails cover
Breeze cover
Can you hear the River? cover
A Compendium of Short Horror Stories cover
KIARA: HIS JUNOON cover
Stories in the dark cover
The House That Whispers cover
Hostel M2 cover
His sunshine, His beauty [COMPLETED] cover

The Forgotten Trails

4 partes Continúa Contenido adulto

Eighteen people arrive at a remote mountain lodge - couples, friends, strangers- each drawn by different reasons: a vacation, a retreat, a break from life. None of them realize they've been lured there by something deeper than coincidence. Something ancient. Something waiting. As a snowstorm seals them in, unsettling events begin to unravel their reality. Hallucinations. Shifting memories. Sudden violence. The lodge becomes a trap, and one by one, they begin to fall - victims of forces none of them can explain. But this isn't the first time. Though they don't remember it, they've all been here before. In other lives. Other versions of themselves. And each time, the outcome is the same. There is a reason they keep coming back.