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One year ago, Sarah's best friend Cassie brutally murdered four classmates in the house next door. Then Cassie disappeared. No one knows why she did it. Or that Sarah could have stopped her. Now, strange things are happening - messages written in blood, familiar voices whispering to Sarah, faces in the mirror that aren't her own. Cassie's favorite slumber party game was always Bloody Mary and her final entries in a journal are filled with stories about a "presence" in the mirror, who listened when no one else did. Cassie poured her fear, anger, and heartbreak into Bloody Mary - confessing the bullying, loneliness, and slow, painful realization that Sarah was starting to make new friends and move on without her. As the anniversary of the murders approaches, Sarah and her friends - including Abby, who might be something more - must follow the clues and go to what's now called the Demon House. There, they will learn what really happened, what Cassie unleashed...and whether she's still alive. Cassie faced her demons and failed. Bloody Mary is done waiting. And Sarah is next. --------- Highest Rankings: 🥇#1 in Urban Legends 🥇 #1 in YA Horror 🥈#2 in Occult Top 5 in Psychological Horror Top 5 in Horror

Lying on his bed, eyes shut, Shao You thought- Who dares to stalk me? Why can't I find them? Meanwhile, in a hidden room, hundreds of monitors lit up, each one capturing Shao You's every move. One screen zoomed in on his face. Three hands traced it slowly-almost lovingly-yet filled with a madness that turned affection into something deadly. "You are my fucking obsession," the voice hissed, low and intoxicating. They laughed-wild, unhinged, unstoppable. "We just want you. We don't fucking care that you're a powerful special force police officer. To me... you're my oleander flower ! We'll cross every line, break every rule, just to make you mine, only mine..." Can Shao You resist... or will he surrender to the irresistible pull of someone's deadly obsession? Characters Profile : 1.Hua Yong 🩸 Psychopath Cannibalism China Mafia King 👑 Extremely cruel - worse than a monster ☠️ No emotions. No mercy. No humanity. 2.Wenlang 💀 Cold-hearted. Completely emotionless. Cannibalism Psychopath 🗡️ Feels nothing. Regrets nothing. 3.Gao Tu 🔪 Looks sweet... but actually cold-hearted 🖤 Mentally unstable Cannibalism Very dangerous. Unpredictable. Hua Yong, Wenlang, and Gao Tu are cruel mafia brothers... A deadly trio. ☠️ No one has ever seen their real faces. They rule from the shadows. 4.Shao You 🥀 Cold and strict, but internally soft-hearted Afraid of human touch Genophobic China Special Force Police Officer Orphan 5.V 💫 Funny sometimes... but can turn cold instantly China Special Force Police Officer Very rich - the only son of China's No.1 businessman 6.Jk 🌒 Mysterious. Pretends to act normal. Has secrets no one knows China Special Force Police Officer ⚠️Warning⚠️: This story contains extreme dark psychological horror, intense torture, and disturbing themes. It explores the darkest sides of obsession, power, and control. Even the main characters are not safe from harm. Mature readers only. Explicit dark romance

Not all horrors are imagined. Some live next door. These are short standalone stories inspired by whispered fears, urban legends, and things we pretend do not happen.

Description: He was born from silence and suffering. Lord Xalis, the cosmic demon who accidentally brought the Curse of Silence to Mobius and Earth, watches millions die in agony - and makes a choice. Not to destroy, but to protect. But protecting a world requires more than power. It requires understanding. Watching Sonic risk everything for a single Flicky, Xalis realizes what he's missing: connection. Loyalty. Family. Deep in the heart of his fortress "ANCHOR," surrounded by portals to countless dimensions and chambers filled with possessed Sonics, Xalis does the unthinkable. He tears a piece of his own soul - a fragment of pure Void - and casts it into the unknown, hoping it will find a vessel worthy of being called his son. Now he waits. Watches. Wonders. What will return to him through the golden gate? A shadow? A weapon? Or something that could finally fill the silence inside a demon's heart? You're about to find out. Inspired by Sonic.EXE Nightmare Universe (by JaizKoys).

Nothing you delete is ever truly gone. Inside a windowless building, Lira Vance works for a secret department that archives every erased message, unsent confession, and withdrawn doubt in the name of "stability." On Floor 9, analysts measure emotional suppression and track deviation before it becomes rebellion-but when Lira's own variance begins to rise, she realizes the system doesn't protect people, it protects itself. And in a world where silence is monitored and conformity is measured, crossing the limit doesn't make you dangerous-it makes you disappear.

"श्री गणेशाय नमः" या देवी सर्वभूतेषु शक्ति-रूपेण संस्थिता। नमस्तस्यै नमस्तस्यै नमस्तस्यै नमो नमः॥ Agni Pariksha is not merely a love story. It is a message to every woman and every girl. While she may carry the grace of Tretayuga's Maa Sita, when the time demands, she must summon the ferocity of Mahakali. "She is the Durga the world fear to worship and the Kali they are not ready to face." From satyug to kalyug the shakti of a woman remains untouched, pure and unshakable.Shakti-not just as a victim of fire, but as a Goddess who is the fire. ____________________________________ In Satyug, the soul was a temple; in Kalyug, it is a battlefield where the innocent are forced to fight their own shadow.She carries a 'sin' that is not hers-a heavy weight that in ancient times would have been a blessing, but in this dark age, is called a curse.She became the Vish ( poison ) that the ocean of society spat out-forgotten and left to burn in the silence of her own tears. He did not ask her to change; he simply held her 'poison' in his throat (Kanth), turning her shame into his sacred ornament. "The eras have changed, but the heart remains the same: it takes the strength of a God to love a woman through her Agni Pariksha." ____________________________________ ____________________________________ Her hand trembling over her stomach, her voice a broken whisper "I am no Goddess. I am just a woman carrying a life the world calls a 'sin.' I am the poison that everyone is running away from." He Stepped into the circle of her pain, his eyes steady and ancient "Then let me be the devotee who fears no poison.If Mahadev became Neelkanth by drinking the venom of the ocean... then I will hold you and this child in my throat forever. I will swa

Jane Madison comes across, anomaly. She is chosen a the main Character in a cosmic horror story, this is the story of how she strives to survive till the very end

She was sent away to disappear for a while. From the city to a quiet town she does not trust. From noise to silence. From control to a house that watches her back. Hollow House is old, cold, and never truly quiet. At night, walls scratch. Footsteps stop outside her door. Shadows move then vanish. She tells herself it is stress. She does not believe in ghosts. Until she sees the woman in white. She appears only in the dark. Hair hiding her face. Always watching. Never speaking. Fear turns into fixation. Fixation turns into longing. And as the house closes in, she starts to question what is real, what is imagined, and what is slowly claiming her. In Hollow House, the dark does not hide things. It reveals them.

A woman suffering from psychological disorders finds herself in a quiet, dark room. She feels as if it happens every single day, over and over again. She asks herself countless questions, struggling to find the answers. And one day, the time comes for her to open her eyes and discover the whole truth about herself - a truth that will torment her soul and drag her into a living hell...

Before the smiling began, the world ended quietly. No chaos. No war. Just a strange infection that leaves behind one single expression - a smile. When Jessica realizes her family is no longer themselves, she flees into a world that feels disturbingly calm. The infected don't attack. They watch. And maybe watching is only the beginning... because soon, you start to realize there is no "them" and "us" anymore...

In a city protected by heroes, the most dangerous evil is the one wearing a familiar face. Connor was the perfect symbol of hope-disciplined, admired, untouchable. Adrian was the shadow he buried-his brother, his sin, his greatest lie. Nine years ago, a betrayal sealed Adrian inside Ironhold, a prison built to erase monsters. Now he's free. As the city fractures under calculated devastation, Adrian-now known as Deadlight-doesn't seek chaos... he seeks exposure. Every attack is precise. Every move is personal. And with each step, he pulls Connor closer to a truth he's spent years suffocating. Caught between loyalty and revelation, Connor's teammates begin to see the cracks in their hero-while the man they hunt knows him better than anyone ever could. Allies become liabilities. Love becomes leverage. And blood proves thicker than justice. Because this isn't a story about good versus evil. It's about what happens when the villain knows your secrets- and the hero deserves what's coming.

A backrooms style multi series/book story so if you like horror and the backrooms and of course psychological horror you will prolly like this ps: this is my first book ever and im young so yeah idk still give it a chance and i know i yap a lot inspired by Kane pixels backrooms

Sloane Moore restores ghosts for a living, peeling back layers of grime to find the truth. But she should have left the Vance family buried. What starts as a Manhattan romance leads her straight into the humid shadows of a Louisiana plantation, where the hospitality is as stifling as the heat. In a house where the walls hold their breath, Sloane realizes she wasn't just invited to a party. She was hand-picked for a legacy, and the Vances never let a masterpiece go. Bless Your Heart is a modern Southern Gothic where the quiet luxury of ancestral wealth masks a century of rot. It explores the suffocating weight of tradition and the razor-thin line between being cherished and being possessed. Atmospheric and unsettling, it's a story about the ways the past reaches out to claim the present, and the terrifying realization that some things can only be restored by fire.

Knowledge is currency. Alchemy is knowledge. Most people don't know it exists. Those who do call it heresy. Those who practice it call it ascension. Man wakes in the lightless depths of Tauran City Prison with no records, no past-only a vocabulary that doesn't belong to him. In a facility built to process human bodies, ignorance is a death sentence. To survive, he bonds with a parasitic alchemical metal: a weapon that grows stronger with blood, memory, and use. But power always comes at a price he doesn't yet understand. Guided by a man who knows too much and a girl who should not have survived this long, he descends through a system where alchemy is graded, identities fracture, and nothing is free. You are not a prisoner. You are a specimen. And ascension has already begun.

In a world where goodness is defined by order and cruelty is justified as necessity, children are chosen as vessels-bodies meant to carry power, blame, and responsibility for a system that refuses to name itself guilty. Aven is thirteen when he is sent on his first mission, labeled special and entrusted with a role he does not yet understand. As he follows orders, he begins to notice what others cannot: the silence where people once lived, the stench of death no one else smells, and the weight of a sword that grows heavier not with blood, but with guilt. While the system praises obedience and calls it protection, Aven is forced to confront what it truly means to be "good" in a world that survives by denying responsibility. His awakening is not heroic-it is isolating, gradual, and irreversible.

The circus is more than it seems. What starts as a midnight search for answers turns into something no one expected. The hidden macroverse, torturous adventures, and places where not even Caine can control them all point to one thing- there's something more out there. Something Caine doesn't want them knowing. They're running out of time to find the exit. DAILY UPDATES! [Eventual, slowburn funnybunny, implied Zooble/Gangle, one-sided Ragapom] [Post-Episode 7] This story is originally posted on Ao3, and wattpad will act as a secondary website! Ao3 gets updates sooner, and I am primarily active there. Prefer to read on Ao3? : https://archiveofourown.org/works/79682176/chapters/209087076 Follow me on Ao3! : @translucense COVER IS NOT MY ART!! All credits to @3HKOWALSKI on insta. TW!!! Implied suicidal thoughts

The Bad Guys have been recently recruited to ISGLOP. I mean, it's alright. They haven't been assigned to any big projects, really, considering how the entire world thinks they're dead and all. However, all of that would change when they get assigned to what an anonymous source calls, "a mind-controlled cult." Of course, they see this as a prank assigned by ISGLOP to keep them busy, but in good faith they head to the coordinates, not knowing that this encounter would be one of the most horrifying yet.

If It Ends With Me is a slow-burn psychological novella set in post-World War II rural Vermont. Two veterans, Cordell and Leonard, retreat to an inherited horse farm believing that labor, routine, and isolation can restore what the war fractured. The barn-old, weathered, and familiar-becomes the center of that hope. At first, the land behaves as expected. The horses settle. The structure holds. But subtle irregularities begin to surface: unexplained pressure against the walls, animals reacting in unison, sounds without clear source. Cordell responds by reinforcing the barn, convinced that stability can be imposed through effort and resolve. Leonard, increasingly uneasy, begins to doubt that resistance is the right answer. As winter deepens, the farm grows more isolated, and the distinction between environmental stress, psychological strain, and something unnamed begins to blur. When the barn finally collapses inward under forces no one can fully explain, the men are forced to confront the cost of holding on too tightly. Told through restrained prose, the story refuses easy answers. It is less concerned with what causes the collapse than with what it reveals: about pride, control, silence between men, and the danger of mistaking endurance for strength. If It Ends With Me is a story about pressure-structural, emotional, and human-and what happens when something is pushed beyond the shape it was meant to hold.

I woke up in a classroom I don't remember entering. The clock said 9:05. My phone said 7:42. "You don't belong here," they keep saying. But some places don't look dangerous at first. Some feel familiar. And sometimes, by the time you realize you've stepped somewhere dark... you've already forgotten how to get back.

The outbreak didn't destroy him. It refined him. As cities rot and the infected multiply, one mind remains clear - and it's not on humanity's side. In a world that chews the weak, power belongs to what's left standing. a story about how I became the Ruler Of what's Left.