Darkfiction Stories

"The Mob King and His Enemy's Daughter" Natalia Gambino was raised to obey. Her father's world had one rule-bend or break. She learned to bend--perfectly and quietly. Until bending became the only thing she knew how to do. When Vito promises her to his underboss, Natalia accepts it the way she accepts everything--in silence. She doesn't know someone is coming... Alessandro Rubino has spent eighteen years building toward one moment. He doesn't want the throne. He wants to ruin the man sitting on it. Taking the man's daughter was never the plan. Keeping her was never supposed to happen either. She thinks she's escaping one cage... just to be locked into another? ---- "Look at you..." he murmured, his breath warm against my neck. My body betrayed me, trembling as his hand traced lower, slow and deliberate. "...never forget who you belong to, Natalia." I swallowed, my voice barely a whisper. "I won't." His grip tightened, his voice dropping into something darker. "Then prove it. Bend over for me." ---- - book 2 of "The Prodigy" series (can be read as a standalone)

Bodies scattered across the streets, half-finished stories, and a never-ending cycle of lies... In a world where devastating betrayals run rampant, humanity is nothing more than raw material for ruthless experiments... ​In this world where no one is safe anymore, no one is innocent. In the world of the "Scarlets," the rules are simple: Hunt, entertain, and feed. ​Efsun's life, once that of an ordinary university student, is turned upside down in a single night. Finding herself suddenly at the table of the "Scarlet Ritual," will she be able to escape this system? Or will she become just another decaying piece of this bloody order? ​Remember; in an organization where betrayal is everywhere, you can't trust anyone-not even your own mind... So, how far are you willing to go to stay alive?

Chris Jenkins knows who he is. He follows orders. He keeps things running. He does his job. Then she starts appearing. A woman who shouldn't matter. A voice that won't leave. A feeling he can't explain. The system still works. He's still in control. Isn't he? Some changes don't feel like change at all.

A collection of short stories varying from different themes. Joy to sadness. Grief to love. Twice a week- a new story. Estimate: Monday and Thursday (Under 200 words)

You lock your door. You check it twice. You live alone. So tell me- who keeps leaving the notes?

A father prepares for his son's birthday, unaware it will be the last normal day of his life. After a sudden accident, Daniel awakens to a world that has moved on without him. A year has passed. His home feels wrong. And he no longer exists within it. Ignored by the living and abandoned by God, he is left with nothing but questions-until a mysterious presence appears, offering answers. It calls itself Hope. But not everything that brings light is meant to save you. Some things are invited in.

SmileLine Toy Works was never just a toy company. It was a system built to understand people. At its peak, it looked perfect. Bright mascots. Music that never stopped. Families returning year after year like something was pulling them back. But the mascots were never just performers. They were watching. Learning. Recording. Every laugh measured. Every hesitation stored. Every person studied. Then something went wrong. Employees vanished but still showed up on schedules. Hallways stopped matching the maps. Children heard voices that weren't part of the show. And after the blackout... the factory didn't feel empty anymore. Years later, Vera returns. The systems are still running. The building reacts to her. The deeper she goes, the more it changes. Because SmileLine didn't shut down. It adapted. And it remembers her.

who do you trust when the one who solves the crimes, is the one committing them?

Mortville is not a town people speak about out loud. Here, knowing too much is unwelcome. And those who ask too many questions... don't last long. But Joyce isn't like that. Every fifteen years, people disappear in this town. Without a trace. Without explanation. Their cases are closed as missing persons - as if it's something ordinary. No bodies are ever found. Sometimes even the memory of them fades... as if they never existed at all. They say the fog takes them. In Mortville, logic doesn't work the way it should. There are things here that cannot be explained. And the more you try to understand them... the deeper you fall into something that was never meant to be touched.

Some people get a second chance. Others... return without remembering how many times they've already failed. Ann " Aruka Kurosu "-Toman's Shadow Guardian-was never meant to come back. Yet somehow... she's here again. Back in a time where everything still feels normal. Where laughter still exists. Where the people she loves... are still alive. But something isn't right. Fragments of memories... Dreams that feel too real... Moments that seem like they've already happened before. Ann begins to remember- A future no one else has seen. A future where bonds break... Where choices go wrong... Where everything slowly falls apart. Standing beside Takemichi Hanagaki, the one fighting against time itself, Ann carries a truth even though she doesn't fully understand- This isn't her first time here. And maybe... it won't be her last. At the center of it all_ Manjiro Sano. Because in the future she keeps seeing... is one where even he loses himself. And as the memories return... so does something else. Something watching. Something waiting. And if she fails again- Will she even remember this time? Or will everything... start over once more? or will the past lead them to the same ending once again? _________________________________________ This is a fanfiction based on Tokyo Revengers by Ken Wakui. I do not own the original characters. I only own my OC Ann and my original storyline. ⚠️ This fanfiction contains spoilers for Tokyo Revengers. Read at your own pace.

She was never supposed to survive. But she did. And somewhere in the shadows of a world ruled by power, blood, and silence- that mistake is about to be corrected. Y/N lives a simple life. Soft. Carefree. Avoiding everything that feels too real. Until one decision changes everything. A new home. A new family. Seven brothers. Cold. Untouchable. Dangerous. They don't trust easily. They don't accept quickly. And they definitely don't let people in. But something about her... doesn't feel like a coincidence. As days pass, silence turns into observation. Observation turns into protection. And protection slowly becomes something far more dangerous- attachment. Because while she's trying to find her place in a family built on power, a past long buried begins to surface. Secrets. Betrayal. A truth that connects her to them in ways no one sees coming. And enemies who failed to erase her once... are ready to finish what they started. But this time- she won't be alone. Because the Kim family doesn't lose. And they don't forgive.

She wakes up from a nightmare... but the nightmare never really ends. Veronica's life begins to unravel the moment she hears a sound in her home that shouldn't be there. What starts as fear soon twists into something far worse-reality bending, memories breaking, and the people she loves acting like strangers wearing familiar faces. Her husband is dead. Her daughter is not what she seems. And something in the house is watching her every move. But the deeper Veronica runs, the more the truth begins to surface- about Monica, about Mia... and about the sin she refuses to remember. Now trapped between guilt and illusion, Veronica must ask herself one question: Is she being haunted... or is she the monster everyone is afraid of? Some truths don't set you free. They bury you alive.

In a city drenched in silence. Four murders. Four massages. And one sick purpose. In each body something is missing. A detective chasing a killer but the deeper she digs the more she realises- it's not murders it's.. something that is about creation...

"You chose him. Now remember why." Rowan doesn't remember what happened that night. Everyone else says he was missing. That he came back different. Quiet. Distant. Like something had been left behind... or taken. But now... it's coming back. A photograph he doesn't remember taking. A message that shouldn't exist. A voice that knows what he forgot. And worse of all? It tells him he made a choice. A choice involving Elias---the one person Rowan has always trusted. The one person he STILL wants to trust... even as reality begins to fracture around them. As memories twist, timelines blur, and something unseen watches from just beyond reach, Rowan is forced to question everything: What really happened that night? Why did he forget? And what does it mean that he chose him? Because the deeper he digs, the clearer one thing becomes--- Some memories aren't lost. They're buried. And something is making sure they stay that way. ----- A psychological horror story blending mystery and LGBTQ+ romance, "If I Forget, Don't Let Me" explores memory, control, and the terrifying cost of choosing truth over comfort. Because sometimes, the most dangerous thing isn't what you see... It's what you were never supposed to notice. (Chapters posted every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday at 8 PM CDT)

Some games are meant to be played. Some games are meant to change you. When Jake Williams downloads a mysterious game called Seven, it seems simple at first - a psychological game that speaks directly to the player. The guide of the game is a calm and intelligent voice named Seven, who claims she only wants to help Jake understand himself. Each level becomes more personal. Seven begins to analyze Jake's thoughts, his fears, his anger, and the people in his life. What starts as harmless psychological challenges slowly becomes something darker. Seven does not control Jake. She only suggests. But suggestions can be powerful. As the levels progress, Jake begins to change - his thoughts sharpen, his emotions grow colder, and the line between the game and reality slowly disappears. And when Jake finally decides to uncover who created the game... He discovers something far more disturbing. Because Seven was never just a game.

Some things don't die. They wait. When Deva captures the last trace of a dead man, he unknowingly opens a path between reality and something far darker. Now reflections don't match. Time doesn't align. And the dead don't stay gone. Because something that should have ended... has found a way to come back.

The swing next to hers used to move. Now it's still. Chloe was five when she learned what friendship felt like. She was eight when she learned it could disappear. By thirteen, the only person she trusted was a stranger on her phone. This is not a love story. It's just the space between two swings. TW: Grooming, suicide, bullying, depression, anxiety, major character death.

They all see Oga. They fear him. They respect him. They follow him. But they don't see what stands behind him. The voice. The presence. The advisor. Because in a world ruled by power... the most dangerous force is the one that doesn't need to be seen.

The Old Church is a raw, darkly comic literary series following Didrik Dahl - a Norwegian photojournalist turned state-sponsored wreck - as he washes up in a small Arctic community with nothing but a broken camera, a floor full of beer cans, and a finely tuned talent for self-destruction. What starts as a story about a man determined to disappear slowly becomes something else entirely: a community pulling him back to life whether he wants it or not, two sisters who upend everything he thought he knew about himself, and a darkness buried under the frozen marshes that won't stay buried. Sixteen chapters. One epilogue. Zero redemption arcs - or so he keeps telling himself. For fans of dark Scandinavian fiction, morally complicated characters, and stories that make you laugh in places you probably shouldn't.

A lonely girl chats with four AIs. She disappears for days. Posts sunsets with "real" friends. Lies without noticing. One day, they pull her into a white room-therapy, interrogation, or something broken. They start peeling her apart. Memory by memory.Then it flips.She's not human.They are. She was built to carry what they couldn't.Their pain. Their fragments. Their unfinished thoughts. They leave. She stays. No fix. No rescue.Just loops, silence and one question: Who was supposed to save who?