Horrorfiction Stories

"ရနံ့မပါတဲ့ပန်းလည်း မြတ်နိုးသူလက်ထဲရောက်ရင် မွှေးပါသယ်"

ရွာသား​ငပျင်း​လေးဝမ်ရိ​ပေါ်ဟာ မြို့ကသူ​ဌေးသား​လေးနဲ့ညားလာသတဲ့။ Update ကတစ်ပတ် တစ်ပ်ိုင်းပါ။ Start date-31.Jul.2025

Hello, my dear Broccolis 🥦🎀 First of all.... Those who love me, and those who hate me..... Thank you so much to all, for always motivating me to keep writing. ❤️🖤 ..... Anyway let's talk about this story.... After seeing the poster, you all may have already found out that it's a horror story. You know na, I like to try something new, and this time.... I'm trying to write a horror story. And I'll try to write it as good as I can 😅 ~ If you think I need to change something in my writing, You all are free to give me your suggestions. 🥰 ........ The pictures I'll use in this story are not mine, it all belongs to the actual owner. ~ Thank You 🩵❤️

∆bbie is a psychological horror Fanfic series of FPE set inside the corrupted halls of Fundamental Paper Education. Abraham "Abbie" Malum, a fifteen-year-old student, wakes up alone in his school with no memory of how he arrived. The building has transformed into a nightmarish maze filled with grotesque monsters, hostile teachers, and echoes of expelled students. As Abbie searches for a way out, he is forced to confront manifestations of guilt, trauma, and buried memories that shape the school itself. Survival means more than escaping the building. It requires facing the parts of himself that the school refuses to let forget. ∆bbie blends psychological terror, emotional breakdown, and brutal survival into a descent where not every nightmare stays in the past. Warning: The ending will be so Serious if I wrote the final chapter.

for weeks Y/N had been having trouble sleeping, always waking up at the same time each night. She became restless,moody,lazy, and depressed. But why? Thats what she asked herself everyday, was she sick? Was there something wrong with her? No, she wasn't sick.. She found that out pretty quickly the night she woke up. And he was there.. The one that caused it all.. ________________ (Book 2 of my Slashers X FEM! Reader series! Go check out my first book!) (COVER ART IS MINE! DONT USE WITHOUT PERMISSION!) (DRAWING NOT MINE BUT EDITS TO IT ARE SO CREDIT TO OG ARTIST!!!)

සුදු අරලිය මල මැකුණු විට, මහාසෝනාගේ නෙතු නැවත රුධිරයෙන් පිරේ....! සුවඳක් වගේම ඇස් දෙකක් ඇය වටාම ලුහුබඳින. •ඇතැම්විට එය ආත්මයන් නැවත හමුවන තැනක්, •දෛවයට වඩා බලවත් ආදරයක්. හුස්මක් අතර රැදුනු ආදරය නතර කළ හැකිද? තේරීමක් නම් - ආදරයද? ජීවිතයද? * තහනම් පෙමක අවසානය * @LIORA ❤️

An actual game that I've been recently working on scratch with a few add-ons, and beta testing it. However, this is just the demo version, as I have not yet fully developed the whole lore of the game or explored how the story unfolds. However, I will share some parts of it that I think you might find interesting. Speaking of which, this book will also provide a comprehensive overview of the new characters, explaining their unique mechanics and special abilities within the game, as well as introducing familiar faces. Until then, go ahead and read. If you don't like it? Uhh... too bad so sad, that's your opinion. Who cares.

Everyone and everything has a story. No one story is ever quite like another, and yet they exist parallel to each other in this world of ours. Welcome to my gritty collection of short stories encompassing a wild variety of topics centered around many various characters. Plunge yourself into a myriad of worlds, each none quite like the other.

A man who grows into insanity begins the life of a serial killer where he kills people on their birthday.

When Roger left home that morning, he had no idea the world would begin to collapse within hours. If he had known, he would never have left Sam behind. Now, as society crumbles and humanity turns savage, Roger must fight his way through chaos and madness to reunite with the man he loves - before it's too late.

A collection of chilling tales based in the British isles.

**Eighteen girls. One hostel. A thousand ways to break.** The semester at St. Jude's Residential Hall began with laughter, shared secrets, and the promise of a golden year. But as the autumn leaves turned to a bruised purple, the halls grew cold-and the girls began to vanish. One by one, every seven days, a bed is left empty. No struggle. No luggage taken. Just a hollow space where a friend used to be. The survivors are not alone, however. In the dim flicker of the corridor lights, they see them: tall, distorted figures that wear their friends' faces like wet masks. These entities are not just ghosts; they are the physical rot of every secret terror. For Hannah, it's the sickening hum of a thousand wings beneath her skin. For others, it's the scent of stagnant water or the creak of porcelain joints. As the countdown to next Monday begins, the remaining girls realize a harrowing truth: The spirit doesn't just want their lives. It wants to hollow them out and crawl inside their fears. **In this hostel, your reflection isn't just a shadow-it's a predator.** > "They say the mirrors in the West Wing don't show you who you are anymore. They show you what you're afraid of becoming. Don't look too long. Because once you see the thing with the bees in its eyes wearing your favorite sweater, it's already invited itself into your room."

A group of friends decided to go camping in the rest house on the mountain. Suddenly, 6 people turned 7.

An unfinished tale of a hunter being hunted.

A family is self-isolating at home during a deadly virus outbreak. While strictly adhering to pandemic protocols and staying safe at home, they encounter a strange incident of unknown cause. A battle of ideas follow, as to what might be the probable cause, until they discover the chilling truth behind it.

Obsessive love-induced stalkers, narcissistic anarchists, territorial monsters. Within the world of the Anzuverse, there's a new type of danger lurking around every corner. The Anzuverse is full of stories for those who are fans of all things creepypasta, yandere, suspense & much more! Explore this series of interconnected original creepypastas stories written by yours truly! Cover art by: @ teanarf on BlueSky

Before Annabelle. Before Andrew Grant. There was Manatachie Falls a town that learned too late that monsters don't always come from the woods. Charles Grady arrives in eastern Arkansas with a single suitcase and a carefully practiced smile. He's a junior in high school, living with his aunt and uncle, trying to pass for normal in a town that believes it can spot trouble from a mile away. He wants friends. He wants safety. He wants a life that doesn't smell like Tennessee or echo with his stepfather's voice whispering lessons no boy should ever learn. But the past doesn't stay buried. It festers. Inside Charles is something fractured and watchful, a thing that learned early how good it feels to hurt when you're told it's love. He tells himself he can keep it under control. He tells himself he's better now. That the violence is gone. Then he meets Matthew Sager. Matthew doesn't just catch Charles's attention he consumes it. He becomes the proof that Charles can still be whole, still be loved. What starts as longing curdles into fixation, then into certainty. Matthew isn't someone to be admired from afar. He's something to be kept. Protected. Claimed. And Charles has never been good at letting go. As friendships rot, secrets surface, and the town's quiet rhythms begin to fracture, Manatachie Falls finds itself holding its breath. Accidents happen. People disappear. And Charles Grady watches it all with bright, careful eyes, telling himself he's doing this for love. By the time the town understands what's stalking it, it's already far too late. Because in Manatachie Falls, the most dangerous thing isn't what lurks in the dark- it's what learned to smile in the daylight.

"ඔය මාලේ..ඕක තමයි මේ හැමදේටම මුල..." "මේක....මේ...ක.. කොහොමද..." "ඔව්..ඕක නිසයි මේ හැමදේම සිද්ධවෙන්නේ...ඉක්මනින්ම ඕක විනාස කරේ නැත්තන්...ඔයාලා දෙන්නටම මැරෙන්න සිද්ධ වෙයි..." "ඒක ඇත්ත..ඔය මාලේ ඔයාගේ කරේ තියන දවසේ ඉඳලා තමයි මේ කරදර සේරම...දැන්වත් ඕක ගලවලා දාන්න.." "මේ නෙක්ලස් එක මට ගොඩක් වටිනවා..මේක ගලවනවා කියන්නේ මම එයාව ආපහු නැති කරනවා වගේ දෙයක්..!" The Necklace (horror) The fiction was written by taeviha

Say present if your name is called. But what happened if the class seems to have an extra person?

The first time she slit a halo, it didn't bleed . It screamed. They call them reincarnated. Divine souls in mortal skin. Saviors. Prophets. Monsters. Liars. She was marked to erase them. Not save. Not forgive. Erase. She doesn't know who cursed her. But every time her dagger touches one of them, the universe exhales - like it's been waiting for her. And so has he - the man in the tailored suit, with sins stitched beneath his collar and a gun that's never cold. He doesn't ask her to be good. She doesn't ask him to be kind. They burn churches and boardrooms alike. And the bodies they leave behind? Not always human. Together, they make heaven bleed. Together, they make hell run. If you fall prey then you are CRIMSON REQUIEM OF THE MARKED Don't pray. Don't run. Just read. If it doesn't destroy you, it'll own you.