Psychothriller Stories

Don't Open the Door at 2:17 AM. Three knocks. One whisper. A warning she can't ignore. Lily thought living alone was safe... Until the knocking started. Every night at exactly 2:17, it comes. The tapping. The whisper calling her name. The shadows that move when nothing should. And then there's Arjun- The mysterious neighbor who appears when she needs him most. He says he wants to protect her. But he knows things he shouldn't. Now Lily is learning the rules: Never open the door. Never respond. Because if it gets inside... It's already too late. As the nights grow darker and the line between reality and fear begins to break, Lily realizes something far more terrifying- The danger might not be outside her door. It might be closer than she ever imagined. And she might be falling for it.

My Husband Is a Psychopath I am Anya Frances Von Hemsworth, born into power, wealth, and a life of freedom I had no intention of surrendering. But my parents had other plans. My marriage was arranged long before I understood what the word promise even meant- and the man waiting at the end of that promise is Nicholaus Henrik Vlatislov, a rising Soviet Army General... and the future President. I was Mischief. Reckless. Chaos. He was Discipline. Silence. Control. We were never meant to mix-until we were forced to. And marriage to him? It was supposed to be political. Practical. Not the beginning of my own personal nightmare. Because Nicholaus Vlatislov is not a normal man. One night, I saw him standing at the end of the hallway- his uniform soaked, his face dripping with blood. He smiled at me... that slow, terrifying, predatory grin. I blinked- And he was gone. Was it real? Or am I slowly losing my mind inside this cold, suffocating mansion? My life after the wedding becomes a prison made of marble and silence. No parties. No alcohol. No friends. No chaos. Just a dangerously calm husband who watches everything... and ignores my reckless acts as if he's waiting for me to break. But the more I try to escape him, the more I realize something horrifying- Nicholaus isn't ignoring me. He's studying me. Because the General of the Soviet Army did not marry for politics. He married for possession. Obsession. And for reasons darker than I'm prepared to understand. And now... my heartbeat doesn't belong to me anymore. It belongs to my husband- the psychopath I was forced to love.

✦ 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 & 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 ✦ This book is a standalone. Aarish returns home after months from a mental hospital, he isn't the same. Calm on the outside, chaos underneath. His mission? Revenge the girl his brother loves. She loved him with all her heart. He only wanted to break it. Until his own heart betrayed him. But the more he tries to break her, the deeper he falls into the very madness he escaped. Will she know about the truth ? And when she know she wasn't the One he loves what happened? _____________ Starting - 1 December 2025

𝐇𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐞. 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞. 𓏲ּ𝄢

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟐 "Where are we? I thought we escaped." Ezra stood still, scanning the empty campus. Lockers shut tight. Windows dark. The air unmoving. No one else was here. Just us. "I don't know. You tell me," he said with a shrug, annoyance pulling at his voice. I jerked my head at him. "Excuse me?" "What do you want me to say? That we're trapped here because you thought you had all the answers?" He glared at me. "Oh, fuck you." He scoffed, "You and I both know you don't mean that." His gaze drifted down both hallways. Something was off. Unnatural. A shadow of understanding crossed his face. "I don't think we escaped," he said quietly. "We broke their damn law." My chest tightened. Silence pressed in, heavy and exact. Tears slipped down before I could stop them. "I want to go home," I whispered, but the word felt hollow, wrong. He looked at me like he was searching for something already gone. "We are home." And that was the worst part.. 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘 | They 𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐃 and escaped the island. Or.. so they thought. But 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 was never the end. It was the doorway. Bound by stolen 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 and a 𝐥𝐚𝐰 older than memory, Indigo and Ezra wake in a reality stitched together by something that 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬 to let them go. The island didn't lose them. It relocated them, as their 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 and 𝐛𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 remains. A 𝐏𝐒𝐘𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑.

Asha Welsh has never left Shadewood. In a town where everyone is family and outsiders rarely come, life has always felt safe - until her mother locks her bedroom door one night and whispers a warning that changes everything. Now Asha is beginning to see the cracks beneath her perfect home... and the shadows watching from within it. Some towns keep secrets. Shadewood keeps sacrifices.

If no one remembers you, do you exist? At Topview School, a list appears every year with ten names and no explanation, and over time, students learn not to question it. Kalila follows the same pattern. Until her best friend, Laela, is on it. The school offers a simple explanation, something harmless and easy to accept, and eventually everything returns to normal. Then Laela disappears. Days pass, and life continues as though nothing is missing. No one talks about Laela. No one asks where she went. Not even Kalila. A week passes, and suddenly, Kalila remembers her. She realizes that finding Laela may be the only way to prove she ever existed at all. But where does she start from?

Danele Merrett inherits her grandfather's photography studio the morning he is buried and steps into it before the dirt settles. The chemicals are fresh. The equipment is waiting. The darkroom has been left for her like a held breath. What he leaves behind is not just a body of work, but a method-documented with precision, practiced without guilt. Seventy-seven canisters line the shelves, each one labeled, each one heavier than it should be. Each one contains something preserved. Danele understands immediately. Not everything, but enough. As she studies his notes and begins a review of his work, she discovers two things: her grandfather made mistakes, and something in the studio has been living with them ever since.

When Azlier stumbles upon an unsettling archive, the line between memory and intrusion begins to blur. Some moments feel achingly real, others impossibly wrong-and in the quiet between frames, a deeper presence seems to be watching. As truths shift and shadows take shape, one question lingers: what happens when you can't trust your own reflection?

I didn't expect the fate I will face..... Lahat biglaan.... Lahat hindi planado..... At lahat di ako sigurado..... Bakit ba ako nauwi sa ganitong sitwasyon na kailangan ilaban ang karapatan para mabuhay..... Hindi ko akalaing nauwi ako sa ganitong sitwasyon........ Ang nakipaglaban sa sariling buhay........ Ang tiisin na huminga sa mala Asidong hangin...... At sumabay sa hinihinga nila..... Nakakasukang isipin nasa ganitong pagkakataon lahat nag bago..... Lahat ng pangarap nag laho.... Ang dating batang iniisip lang ay magtapos ........ Ngayon parang malabo. Sa paaralang puno ng kadiliman..........di mo alam kung May lulugaran kapa........ Lahat ng pwede sa normal na paaralan..... Dito lahat bawal. KAIBIGAN PAGMAMAHAL TIWALA Tatlong di pwede mong hawakan, mga di pwedeng paniwalaan...... Pero.................. Pano kung sa gitna ng unos at laban May mabuong pag kakaibigan, pagmamahalan at tiwalang pinagbabawal? Maari bang ilaban o tuluyan ng bibitawan ang mga nais na mga kabataang maka alis sa puder ng kadiliman........ Welcome to PSYCHE ACADEMY The school that you don't expect........

Yuki Fujita, a boy who had been born into a cursed bloodline, was a fifteen year old, and although he may seem kind on the outside, he's not so happy on the inside. After the events of his ancestors, friends and family's death, he had broken down emotionally and mentally. Now he's trying to find out the truth of reality and if there was a way to remove this curse.

Everyone loves Scarlett Hayes. Hollywood's golden actress. Beautiful. Kind. Untouchable. But someone has been watching her for years. Across the city, women are being murdered one by one. Each crime scene marked with the same chilling signature - a broken crown. The media calls him The Crown Killer. When Scarlett's name appears at the latest murder scene, Detective Ethan Cole knows it isn't coincidence. As her neighbor and the man secretly in love with her, he will do anything to keep her alive. But he isn't the only one watching. Mafia lawyer Luca DeLorenzo enters Scarlett's life with dangerous charm and an obsession he barely tries to hide. One wants to protect her. One wants to possess her. And somewhere in the shadows... someone wants to destroy her. As the murders grow closer, Scarlett realizes something terrifying: The killer didn't choose her by accident. She was always meant to be the Final Queen.

It's 1896. Evelyn has been surviving, barely, in Hell's Kitchen when a letter arrives with an offer that feels too generous to refuse: a position at a remote estate deep in the Appalachians. With little to keep her, she accepts. The journey carries her beyond the last logging towns, into a stretch of forest where the road narrows and the world seems to fall away. No one travels that far without reason, and no one speaks of what lies past it. The house stands alone among the pines. Older than the railway. Older than the maps. And though no one warned her, Evelyn begins to understand... she was expected.

A newly married couple moves into a beautiful, isolated house. Everything seems perfect... until one rule change everything: Never open the basement. What starts as a simple warning turns into a nightmare of strange noises, whispers in the dark, and a truth that refuses to stay buried. Some doors are locked for a reason. And some things... should never be let out.

In the ruins of a fractured world, defiance is a death sentence. Excelling in the fine arts of covert observation, she collects secrets and trades in betrayals. This data broker doesn't believe in fairness or morality. After all, that's the only way to survive - and thrive - in a limited human space, constantly besieged by strange fauna. She's spent a lifetime running from the powers that be and slipping through the cracks. However, a fateful misstep pulls this furtive shadow into the sights of a man set to inherit the hopeless war. His ascent to the throne is paved with the bodies of those who stood against him - and those who didn't. This capricious warlord intends to cut the trespasser's insolence out with a blade. Slowly and carefully - because death would be far too kind. He wants her taught a lesson. Disfigured. Broken. Owned. Yet she vanishes into the overcrowded streets. A hounded prey becomes an umbrage with a vendetta and wages a one-woman war on his reputation. From the darkness, she turns the rising officer's name and affairs into rot. She never lets him forget she's still out there. Watching. The nobleman handles it all without faltering. However, the manhunt gradually twists into a slow, burning obsession. The woman's daring, her rage fascinate him. Consume him. All grudging sentiments warp into respect... and something stronger. When enemies close in on all sides, he calls upon his shadow with an alluring promise of truce. Trust is a knife. And he hands it to her - willingly. Further story is available at: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DRSX826G

When Emily and her husband move into a mansion on Inwood Hill, she expects a quiet new beginning. The house was once a "reformation home" for troubled women. But the women weren't reformed. They were silenced. As she digs deeper, she begins to see them-glimpses of former performers in feathered headdresses and Vaudeville makeup, dancing between the walls, whispering warnings through the wallpaper. The past isn't haunting her. It's recruiting her. When the glamour and violence of the mansion's hidden history bleed into the present, she must uncover what happened to the women locked here before her... before the house decides she belongs to it too. A dark, atmospheric psychological horror blending feminist revenge, burlesque allure, and the ghosts of Vaudeville. Everything in this house was designed to correct her. But she wasn't built to be corrected.

She thought the past was behind her. She was wrong. Ten years ago, Amanda walked away from something she never faced. Now, someone else hasn't forgotten. It starts small. A message. A missing item. A feeling she's being watched. Then it gets worse. No one believes her. Not the police. Not the people around her. Not even herself. Because the truth she buried is still there. Waiting. And the things you forgot... never forgot you. ⚠️ This story contains psychological themes, suspense, and disturbing content.

"The Never Ending War - A new beginning" is the first book out of 3 of a brand new Murder Drones AU. What changes happen between our story and the original series? Well, withut spoiling everything, the drones on Copper 9 have become fleshy humans - like you and I! The Disassembly Drones on the other hand are still made of metal and circuits. Other changes include, but are not limited to: Khan and his relationship with Uzi, Doll and her quest for revenge, V and whatever secret she may be hiding, N and his personal problems with who he is and the many changes to the world around him, someone you already know doing something completely unexpected. And of course, Uzi and her story. Content warning: -some profanities; -gore and body horror (like in the original story); -rare mention of self harm and suicide; -vaguely intimate scenes. Not explicit, but enough to warrant a warning; -fluff. Most characters come from Murder Drones and are property of Glitch Productions. Chapters will be published 3 times a week until chapter 51. After which we'll switch to 2 chapters until the 67th. Then, we've yet to decide what to do afterwards.

When Jisoo, a young restorer of sensitive and introspective art, disappears after accepting a seemingly harmless invitation, no one imagines that she has become the center of Jennie's silent obsession - a reserved, methodical and deeply lonely woman, who believes that everything that is beautiful needs to be protected from the decadence of the world. Jennie lives isolated in a house away from the city, where she built a space she calls a refuge. For her, keeping Jisoo there is not a crime, but a gesture of love: far from the noise, expectations and people who don't deserve her. Jisoo, in her view, would finally be safe - intact, preserved, only hers. The narrative is divided between Jennie's controlled and self-justifiable point of view and Jisoo's intimate records, which reveal the psychological terror of confinement, her constant struggle for freedom and deep reflections on art, identity and desire. As the days go by, tension grows, giving way to a dangerous relationship, marked by fear, manipulation and an emotional connection as intense as it is distorted. Between silent looks, measured words and gestures that confuse care with control, both are forced to face the central question of the story: Is this love - or just the cruelest form of possession? A dark and psychological WLW fanfic, inspired by The Collector, which explores obsession, power, loneliness and the fragile limit between wanting someone and wanting to possess her.

Kim Syndicate: Tainted Vows About the Story: In a world ruled by power, blood, and unspoken vows, innocence becomes the first casualty. Y/n, a soft-spoken, innocent orphan working quietly in a small café, never dreamed of crossing paths with the infamous Kim Syndicate-the most feared mafia family in South Korea. But fate had a cruel twist planned. On the eve of a grand mafia wedding, Jennie Kim, the family's perfect bride-to-be, escapes, leaving the youngest heir, Kim Taehyung, humiliated at the altar. Desperate to save their family's pride, the cold-blooded patriarch, Kim Gwanho, orders his men to bring in a substitute bride before sunrise. That's how Y/n-frightened, innocent, and unaware of the storm she's stepping into-finds herself forced into a marriage she never wanted, wearing a luxury gown that feels more like chains. To the world, she becomes Mrs. Kim Taehyung. To the Kim family, she's an unworthy imposter-a poor girl wearing a crown meant for someone else. Taehyung despises her, seeing her as nothing but a puppet in his father's game. His cold stares and bitter words become her everyday reality. But Y/n, though fragile on the outside, possesses a quiet strength that even she doesn't know. As the walls of the Kim mansion close in on her, she learns that survival isn't always about fighting back-it's about enduring. Surrounded by venomous whispers, family betrayals, and a husband who refuses to see her worth, Y/n's journey becomes a silent rebellion-a war waged with kindness, patience, and an innocent heart that refuses to be tainted. But how long can innocence survive in a world built on tainted vows?