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Victor Frankenstein x Oc "Still Alive..... Killing time at the cemetery...."

It's 1896, Evelyn has been surviving in Hell's Kitchen, barely, when a strange offer arrives for a position at an estate buried deep in the Appalachians. Now she must travel beyond the last logging towns in the county, to a house that stands alone amongst the trees. Some say it's older than the railway, older, perhaps, than the country that claims it. But the forest remembers. Maybe the house does, too.

Interview with the Vampire.

A compendium of tiny stories about nigthmares creatures and love.

Appearances..? aren't they deceptive, people often aren't what they really show and they don't really show what they actually are..... Someone , somewhere has kept their mind and eyes on every move of yours......... They have planned to deceive you, you won't even know who is it YOUR WATCHER, be aware that you are being watched........... he is there watching you....................

An old house. A dead grandmother. And a bloodline buried in secrets. When 19-year-old Annalise McGrath inherits a crumbling estate in a ghost-riddled Welsh town, she thinks it's her fresh start. But the walls are whispering, the past won't stay buried, and something in the house already knows her name. Welcome to the Cormac legacy. It's not just haunted- It's hers.

Being lost in the middle of a stormy sea, you're forced to take refuge inside an old estate situated on a small and isolated island with its sole resident being an enigmatic marine biologist. However as time continues, you realize that there is more to the island than what it seems. As more bizarre and dangerous phenomena happen, you're left to discover the secrets the island and its waters hold if you're to escape.

A London night. Neon lights, darkness... and a solitary soul preparing for the hunt.

By Vishwareena.V. A Supernatural story set in a rubber estate tucked deep in a reimagined 1970s Malaysia. This is not a faithful 1970s Malaysian Culture. Nor is it a faithful retelling of Greek mythology or any cultural mythology. It is a version adapted through Folklore, fragments of Mythologies, Goth and Endless imagination. It is a mythic landscape where ancient figures move between latex trees. When blood disappears, what remains? Science, faith, or something older than both!

In which a place taken in 1922, Eliza Kalinin, the rebellious postulant yet with higher faith was sent to a Basilica-Castle of Divulged Blood in a mission to gain knowledges on Royal Empire of Ruskyiev's Orthodoxy in pursuit to turn his home, Chapel of Our Lady of Fatima into an education institution. However deep down she may not realize, the holiest place in the Slavic Land she's in shall have strange things occuring... originally written by: Pannochka Domski editor : Norah Juniper

What does it mean to be haunted? Long before the wood and stone began to crumble and crack, nothing sane or reasonable festered in the years the House stood empty. Holding whatever darkness and secrets within the walls of limestone and brick. No one, alive or dead, can truly prove to exist under the extreme conditions of the reality we have created or believe in. That I know to be true beyond belief, more than I could ever understand within the dream-like halls that rotted around me. Before you or I began to see where time left nothing spared, unchanged, or unchallenged. Amongst the places where mirrors are broken, doors are slammed shut, and brick walls hide where secrets and silence mix within the darkness that only I must traverse now. You are now complicit, dear reader, in the uncovering of what is within these pages of my experiences within the Crain House. And whatever walked there did not walk alone, sanely knowing there is truth behind madness and lies.

A Demon King rules this Kingdom. At night, monstrous creatures roam, hunting every soul. There's nowhere to hide. No one can escape. Only the Cursed walks the dark, enchanted roads - the last hope for survival.

Ellen Ripley has survived the cold vacuum of space and the perfect killing machine. But when the escape shuttle Narcissus is pulled through a cosmic anomaly and crashes into the frozen peaks of Romania, she wakes up in a nightmare that science cannot explain. Captured by the eccentric Karl Heisenberg and gifted to the towering, ethereal Lady Alcina Dimitrescu, Ripley finds herself a "pet" in a house of monsters. Between the sadistic whims of the three Dimitrescu daughters-Bela, Cassandra, and Daniela-and the looming shadow of Mother Miranda, Ripley's survival instincts are pushed to the breaking point. But there is something else in the shadows. Something that bled through the rift with her. As a new breed of Xenomorph begins to gestate within the Mold, an unthinkable alliance forms. Between the fierce, protective Matriarch of the castle and the woman who has lost everything, a spark of heat ignites in the freezing dark. To save the village, the castle, and herself, Ripley must teach the Lady of the House how to hunt a god-while Alcina teaches Ripley what it means to truly belong to someone. A Lesbian Slow-Burn Romance. A Gothic Sci-Fi Epic. Survival is just the beginning.

Some things were never meant to be whole. Deep within the soot-stained walls of the Addams estate, a silent sentinel has kept watch for generations. He is a servant, a friend, and a mystery stitched in silver. But the past has a long reach, and some debts are collected in bone and shadow. Miles away, a cold clinical eye has turned toward the fog-shrouded valley. They call it a "Specimen." They think they can contain the ancient tide. They are wrong. When a violet light tears the horizon asunder, two worlds-one of corporate greed and one of macabre elegance-will collide. A rhythmic pull is screaming through the marrow of the mansion. The silence is over. The harvest has begun. And in the house of Addams, even the reflections have teeth.

Young lovers Demitri and Frederick flee their village in search of the Keep, a medieval fortress rumoured to be a safe haven for misfits, heretics, and mystics. Bound by duty, Demitri's older brother and Frederick's protector, Alex, travels with them. What once was a haven is now a mausoleum. Only an enigmatic young woman possessing unnatural gifts and the flowering blackthorn which grows between the cracks remain. Her protection comes with conditions. Demitri, Frederick and Alex must all play a role in breaking the curse that has befallen the Keep. The actions they take one brisk morning will test their allegiances to one another and prove an age-old adage: one cannot fight fate.

☆ Reposted from AO3 ☆ ☆ Updates every 2 weeks on Wednesday! ☆ Grace Morgan arrives in the town of Grimstead, in the urban-fantasy world of the Kingdom of Inglenook, and gets involved with witches, vampires, ghosts, and any number of supernatural monsters in this Gothic-horror soap opera inspired by Dark Shadows, The Dresden Files, Constantine, and Buffy The Vampire Slayer. Based on the 2017 novella series Solemn Graces, by Thomas Castle (our lead writer!), Solemn Graces: The Series is the official Pick-n-Mix Comix adaptation, superceding the short-lived run of Sorrows Of Blackwood: Solemn Graces in terms of continuity and canon-accuracy. This book contains only the mainline chapters of Solemn Graces: The Series; for the side-stories originally included in each issue of this series as uploaded first to Archive Of Our Own, see the secondary book SGTS: Side Stories or check out the original series on Pick-n-Mix Comix's Archive Of Our Own, Neocities, and Wikidot pages.

Snow falls over a quiet town where nothing ever changes. Except Jasper keeps remembering things that haven't happened yet. A boy he has never met appears at the edges of his world in reflections, in the corner of his vision, in moments that feel stitched together wrong. The déjà vu isn't fading. It's growing. And it's leading him back to the hill his father once took him to, where something was left behind, and the past refuses to stay buried.

He was born a gentleman. He became a scoundrel. And now, he's bound by a curse. After the death of his infant son, Dorian Vale is willing to do anything to save his grieving wife and rewrite destiny. His desperation awakens a dark power older than the mortal world... one that offers help at a terrible price. To protect the people he's already failed, Dorian will make the one bargain he can never take back. A bargain that will deliver him straight into the shadows... and eventually into the path of a girl named Lenora.

The morgue is a place of silence, protocol, and the cold reality of death-the perfect sanctuary for Ash. As a forensic assistant with a penchant for heavy metal and a "wake-and-bake" morning routine, Ash finds comfort in the clinical detachment of the autopsy suite. She's used to the coppery tang of old blood and the hiss of negative pressure vents. But when Jane Doe 7 arrives on her table-a victim of manual strangulation-the silence of the morgue begins to feel like a threat. What starts as a morbid curiosity turns into a living nightmare when Ash realizes she isn't alone among the dead. A shadow is watching from the corners of the lab, a predator who knows her name, her habits, and the intimate details of her life outside the hospital walls. From chilling phone calls whispered in German to "gifts" left in her locked apartment and car-an antique silver thimble and surveillance photos of her most vulnerable moments-the "Narr" (the Fool) is playing a calculated game. He isn't just a killer; he's an insider with admin-level access, turning Ash's workplace into his own personal observation deck. As the line between the hunter and the hunted blurs, Ash must use her forensic training to process the living instead of the dead. With her two best friends, Leo and Chloe, caught in the crosshairs, Ash digs into the "Unlisted Inventory"-a trail of forgotten women that the system has discarded, but the Narr has claimed. In a world of woven filigree and formaldehyde, Ash must find the man behind the mask before she becomes the final item in his macabre inventory. Because in this game, the Narr is writing the script-and he's decided that Ash is the leading lady.

For all the stars that smile without ever shimmering. To the cowering, and to the lingering screams of the voiceless. Always.