Horrorstories Stories

Twenty years ago, a student disappeared from Room 307. The university claimed she simply ran away. But the dorm's old residents tell a different story. They say that every student who eventually stayed in Room 307 heard the same three knocks. Knock. Knock. Knock. And before they disappeared, they all received the same message "Don't let her know that you can see her." The terrifying question is.....Why can Thea see her?

A collection of short horror stories perfect for reading in one sitting. Some things are better left unexplained. A familiar voice on the other end of the phone. A memory that everyone has except you. A house that you can never leave. A truth you were never supposed to see. Thirteen stories. Thirteen chances to discover something you were never meant to know. New stories will be posted every Friday at 5 pm PDT until the anthology is completed.

Some stories are written. Some stories write you. Anaya receives a notification from a story she has never read. There is no author. No profile picture. No history. But the story knows her name. At first, it predicts small things. Then it begins describing what Anaya is doing while she's reading it. And when she discovers that her supposedly dead mother was once the story's first reader, Anaya realizes something terrifying: She has read this story before. Seven years ago. And someone-or something-has been waiting for her to finish it. The only question is... what happens when she reaches the final chapter?

Everyone knows the story. The murders. The mask. The blood. The girl who survived. But nobody knows Billy Loomis's story. Before Woodsboro became synonymous with Ghostface, Billy was keeping secrets of his own-thoughts he could never say aloud, names he could never write down, and memories that became darker every time he opened the page. This is his diary. His private thoughts. His obsessions. His anger. His twisted sense of humor. His fixation on horror movies. His relationship with Sidney. His complicated friendship with Stu. His thoughts about his mother, his father, and the night everything inside him finally broke. Some entries are ordinary. Like vanilla: plain and unimportant. Some are disturbing. And some reveal pieces of Billy that nobody was ever supposed to find. The scariest part isn't discovering what Billy did. It's discovering what he was thinking while he did it. If you're reading this, you already know how the story ends. Or do you?

He is getting married. She still loves him. And a seventeen-year-old curse has awakened. Seventeen years ago, a woman was burned alive in one of three villages. That night, a curse was born-and the truth was buried with her. Now Reyansh Singh Rathore, a royal heir and successful software engineer, is about to marry the girl his mother chose for him. But his heart still beats for- Sharvi Sharma, a successful software engineer working in Noida-the woman he left behind, but never truly stopped loving. When Sharvi receives his wedding invitation, she has only one question: "Do you really not love me anymore?" As their past collides with a horrifying mystery, secrets from seventeen years ago begin to surface. A forgotten love. A buried truth. Three cursed villages. And a curse that may have brought them together for a reason. Will Reyansh choose the woman he never stopped loving-or will the Shraap take her away before he gets another chance? Wattpad ranks: ★ # 1 on horror stories ★ # 2 on horror romance ★ # 7 on Lost love ★ # 5 on horror fiction

Seven friends. One forgotten forest. They went to Blackwood looking for an adventure. They found something that should have remained forgotten. Four boys. Three girls. One forest. And Blackwood doesn't let everyone leave. The Blackwood Curse - Vesper Gray

"You're not just my anchor as a werewolf, Ivy Celeste. You're my anchor for everything." Ivy Celeste McCall has been a werewolf for nearly a year. She's seen things that no normal girl does, and has done things that no human can do. The only thing normal in her life is when she begins to develop a crush on a new student - Liam Dunbar. Even that, however, doesn't stay normal for very long. Everything changes the night that Liam is bitten. Ivy blames herself for the curse brought upon him, and despite the best efforts of her brother, struggles to see that it truly was the only choice they had to save his life. She also struggles with being the youngest in the pack, the "pup", and can't seem to find her place among her pack members. Liam struggles with his new identity and power, angry and confused. Not only that, a growing number of assassins are coming after all of them - or, more likely, the prices on their heads. As time goes on, it becomes apparent to Liam and Ivy that the only people they can truly count on is each other. Cautiously, they try to figure out where they stand with each other - are they just friends, or will this time allow for something more? *BOOK TWO NOW UP!*

Short Horror Anthology Stories Ideas are purely by me. Please read Disclaimer first! DO NOT COPY. © Hoeshite

A new house. Six friends. And a gift that should have never been accepted. When Chuuya's new neighbour gives her an antique Victorian sound box, it seems like nothing more than an unusual gift. But after the box enters their home, strange things begin happening. At first, they're easy to dismiss. Then they become impossible to ignore. Something has entered their lives. Something that doesn't want to be found. As the nights grow darker and the house begins revealing secrets of its own, the six friends are forced to uncover the truth behind the mysterious gift before it's too late. Because some gifts aren't meant to be opened. Some secrets aren't meant to be discovered. And some things... should never be invited inside. ♤ The Devil Made Me Do It ♤ A supernatural horror story from Beyond the Veil. Inspired by The Conjuring: The Devil Made Me Do It > ⚠️ CONTENT WARNING: This story contains horror, violence, death, possession, disturbing imagery, psychological themes, and suicide. Reader discretion is advised. > ⚠️ DISCLAIMER ⚠️ The cover art used for this story does not belong to me. All rights and credit go to the respective artist/creator. I am only using the artwork for story-cover purposes. If you are the original artist and would like the artwork removed or properly credited, please let me know. 🖤 All characters belong to their respective creators, unless otherwise stated. This is a work of fanfiction created for entertainment purposes.

Lucien only needed a job. When he starts working the night shift at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, he expects nothing more than six quiet hours alone in an old restaurant. But the animatronics aren't as harmless as they seem. With his best friend Hannah trying to help him make sense of the strange things happening at the restaurant, Lucien finds himself growing closer to Rusty, a tired employee who knows more about Freddy's than he lets on. And then there's Moth, the restaurant's technician, who seems to know exactly how the animatronics work... and exactly what not to talk about. As strange movements, broken cameras, and things that shouldn't be there begin to pile up, Lucien starts to realize that Freddy Fazbear's Pizza is hiding something. Something is watching. And Lucien has six hours until morning.

Even the shortest stories can give you goosebumps. It's crazy how just two simple sentences can send chills down your spine.

Compilations of True to Life Horror Stories, personally experienced by people I know. I won't lie, believe it or not, but these stories are very much real and accounts for real life experiences. I'm not a good writer and I'm not making a novel fiction, so I'll write these stories briefly and accurate as possible.

They were told it was a party. Charles and his friends thought they were simply heading into the woods for a night they would never forget. They were right. Deep beyond the roads and far from civilization stands a place where a mysterious party takes place every year. People enter. People disappear. And somehow, no one has ever discovered exactly what happens to them. At midnight, Charles, Caleb, George, Joj, Akon, and the others finally arrive. The music is loud. The lights are flashing. People are dancing as if nothing is wrong. But something is very wrong. Dead bodies lie where everyone can see them. Strangers behave as though death is ordinary. Familiar faces appear where they shouldn't be. And the deeper the group ventures into the party, the more they realize that leaving may not be an option. They came looking for a night of fun. Instead, they found something waiting for them. Something that doesn't belong in this world. Welcome to Demons on Earth.

Some doors should never be opened. On a freezing January afternoon, Eric and his best friend Billy are playing soccer when a mysterious old man approaches them. He calls himself Uncle Phil. When Billy follows him inside a strange house, Eric realizes something is terribly wrong. A scream comes from behind the door, followed by three words written across a frosted window: YOU ARE NEXT. Eric runs home and tells his father everything. The police arrive-but when they confront Uncle Phil, there is no evidence. No blood. No missing boy. Nothing. Even worse, everyone who enters the house seems to come back different. Now Eric is the only person who knows the truth. But if nobody believes him... Who will save him when Uncle Phil comes knocking?

Ang istoryang ito ay hango sa kathang-isip at anumang pagkakapareho ng mga pagkakakilanlan at mga pangyayari ay hindi sinasadya. Isang college student si Razie na nakapasa sa isang scholarship sa kilalang iskwelahan sa Maynila, kaya't hindi niya sinayang ang pagkakataon na makapag-aral at para makapagtapos ngunit isang kakila-kilabot na karanasan pala ang naka-abang sa kanyang paglipat. Halina't alamin ang kababalaghan sa likod ng Room 007.

Small towns are known for the strange stories that get passed around... ...sometimes those stories are just tall tales, nothing to them... ...sometimes those stories have teeth. What exactly is Old Man Parker keeping in that old barn of his? What will happen to the group of friends that decide to venture up there and find out? Who will survive, and for how long? This is a short story written for those who love vintage horror with all the claustrophobia of small towns and the stories they hide there. Especially on the outskirts of town. Read it today.

This story is about my OC I created a while ago, and published a story for her. This story will be the official story for her. Jade was a normal girl, like anyone else. Her life was good, until her step dad came along. A sickening and disgusting senerio ruined her childhood, and causing her family to move away. After she moved, a series of strange events occur when her mother starts to act strange, and so does everyone else. What is her mother planning? What happens to Jade? Does she make it through? Or does her and her brother go downhill like her mother? Read to find out.

50 Creepy Horror Stories That Should Never Be Read Alone What if the voice calling your name at midnight isn't coming from outside? What if the stranger in your photograph wasn't supposed to be there? What if the empty room in your house isn't really empty? THEY'RE STILL WATCHING is a collection of 50 short horror stories filled with haunted houses, mysterious strangers, cursed photographs, forgotten rooms, strange phone calls, impossible reflections, and things that were never meant to be found. Some stories begin with something small-a knock at the door, a voice in the darkness, a shadow in the corner. But by the time you reach the final line, you may realize that the real horror was hiding there all along. Read one story. Then another. But be careful... Some stories don't end when you stop reading. Turn off the lights. Put your phone down. And whatever you hear behind you... Don't turn around.

Despite the selfishness of aliens (from our point of view), I believe that human history has shown us that they have always taken advantage of their fellow humans.

WANTED: Someone to water the flowers. Salary: $5,000 per day. Sounds too good to be true, right? When I accepted the job, I thought I had finally found my way out of a life I couldn't afford anymore. The house had rules. Arrive before sunset. Never stay outside after midnight. Water every flower-even the dead ones. Never enter the third floor. And if the flowers begin whispering... don't answer. Everyone who worked here lasted exactly seven days. I'm on day three. And I think the house has started learning my name.