Occult Stories

Abe Barrett is surrounded by ghosts - some of them are even his roommates! But now Abe's visions show something dark coming, and it wants Abe dead. ***** When Abe Barrett's family died, he started seeing ghosts. Soon he was living with three of them, and it turns out ghosts are just as eccentric as people. Abe is bothered by the ghosts constantly since he doesn't want to solve their murders, avenge them or do much of anything. He just wants to do his job and relax. His dreams, however, have been getting darker as people in town start to disappear. Soon Abe realizes there is something hunting him, and that same threat was involved with his family's deaths. A legacy of darkness is chasing Abe Barrett, and his supernatural roommates may not be enough to save him. [[word count: 60,000-70,000 words]]

Follow the chilling tale of a group of vigilante Hunters on a desperate search for missing children in the shadowy depths of Southern California. What begins as a routine case quickly spirals into a nightmare of cults, cryptids, and a twisted serial killer. As old traumas resurface, each member of the team must confront the darkness within. With every clue, the line between hunter and hunted begins to blur, and no one will escape unchanged. Listen to the linked Audio book with an original soundtrack and immersive sound effects. Updated every Tuesday and Saturday.

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 *Updates on Tuesdays and Fridays*

Editorial in the "Backlund Messenger" Special Edition - An unpublished manuscript. "Welcome to Backlund, where the air tastes of coal and secrets taste of blood. Here, we do not fear dragons or Dementors. We fear Printer's Ink. If Hogwarts is an ivory tower, then Backlund is a machine designed to grind down humanity. The Press-the Fourth Estate-has ascended the throne. Typewriters clatter to the rhythm of war. Front-page headlines carry more lethality than a Killing Curse. 'The Lucky One' Tristan enters this labyrinth not as a wizard, but as a target. Beneath the suffocating smog of this industrial city, gentlemen in tailored suits are shaking hands with devils. Truth is distorted, honor is auctioned off, and justice is nothing more than a luxury commodity. Tristan must learn to fight not with spells, but with information. To use lies as a shield against lies. To sow seeds of terror through whispers and rumors. The enemy remains faceless. He lurks behind the morning papers, watching with a cold smile as society collapses according to his script. In the mists of Backlund, he who holds the pen, holds Destiny. And be warned: by tomorrow morning, the name appearing in the Obituaries... might just be your own."

In the neon-soaked canyons of 2062 New York, where acid rain slicks the perpetually dark streets and holographic ghosts flicker against the skeletal remains of old-world architecture, Madelyne Onmoraki haunts the hushed halls of forgotten libraries and museums. She is an heir apparent to the Cyngus Atratus Corporation, the architects of humanity's twisted evolution, yet she moves through the city like a phantom, hunting for truths buried in dust and decay. In the steel-and-concrete shell of a dilapidated warehouse she calls home, a sanctuary of forbidden knowledge rises in chaotic stacks. Alchemical grimoires whisper of cosmic judgment, Masonic texts lay bare the skeletons of power, and reproductions of Romanesque depictions of damnation share space with studies of Egyptian hieroglyphs and Aztec codices. Each is a fragment of a prophecy, a warning of a coming apocalypse, of the final war between the lunar-cursed Gibboth, her own bloodline and the primal force of the Grimmork. This is not a quest for power, but a desperate clawing for an identity she feels has been stolen. She's a ghost searching for its own reflection in a world of Esoteric mirrors. But the hunt is on. From the neon wilderness emerges Julian Cheshire, a chosen warrior of the Grimmork, an elite operative of the White Wolf. Gifted with the sight to perceive the spiritual pattern of the Gibboth, he is a hunter born and bred, his purpose singular. Extinguish the Onmoraki line. His pursuit leads him not to a monster of legend, but to a fractured soul teetering on the knife's edge of her own divided nature, a prodigy of combat torn between the monstrous legacy in her veins and a burgeoning conscience that rebels against the corruption that birthed her. As their world expands from New York's cybernetic heart to the mystic underbelly of Tokyo and the rain-slicked, gothic grandeur of Venice Italy. Madelyne's quest spirals into a psychological nightmare into the heart of the Esoteric Occult.

After their father's mysterious death years ago, brothers Ozephalion and Ozymandriel Ōdo are summoned to his residence: the Ōdo Mansion. There, with the help of three mysterious maids, they are drawn into a dark investigation to uncover the truth behind their father's death-and the horrific crimes hidden within the house.

Join Jonathan, Danny, Drew and James as they embark on a terrifying journey into the unknown and enter the world of the Occult. Attending an Academy full of mystical, magical and supernatural creatures, both good and evil. Will their friendship survive? And which side are they destined to fight for?

!!! DISCLAIMER: THIS STORY IS A FIRST DRAFT !!! AIITBS is a story inspired by the works of H.P. Lovecraft, starting in Boston Massachusetts in the year 1934. It starrs young scholar and occultist Nathaniel Butler, of the obscenely wealthy Butler family, who's dealings in magic and alchemy force him into misadventures of the certainly eldritch variety. This story is quite a ways from being finished but I already have an ending in mind, so I am confident that it will be in time. Please be patient and I hope you have fun while reading! Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn! Yours truly, Creaturefromtheattic

My grandmother left me a book before she died. She told me never to lose it. She told me never to use it. I didn't listen. At first, I thought it was just an old handwritten journal-filled with strange symbols, forgotten rituals, and stories that made no sense. Then I tried one of them. That was the night everything changed. Something moved in my room. Something answered me. Something followed me. This is not a story. This is what happened to me. If you ever find a book like this... Don't open it.

Elias is an ordinary young man living a quiet, simple life in the foggy town of Greyhaven. He loves books more than anything and finds comfort in their silence and stories. One evening, by sheer chance, he discovers a mysterious black book hidden among his familiar collection. Its presence subtly disturbs his reality, introducing whispers, strange shadows, and a feeling of being watched. Though nothing overtly supernatural occurs yet, the discovery hints at a hidden world beyond ordinary perception. As Ethan navigates his daily life, the book quietly begins to pull him toward mysteries he does not yet understand.

WATTPAD ACCELERATED EDITION. Something is wrong with the patients in Project Echo. The data doesn't add up. The results don't make sense. And no one at Cryonix Labs is asking the right questions - except Gabriel Blackwood. Then his godfather hands him a dead woman's Bible, and the margins are full of warnings that should be impossible. Symbols that mirror modern algorithms. Numbers - 3.33, 6.66, 9.99 - recorded decades before the program existed. His grandmother saw this coming. She tried to leave him a map. Now Gabriel has to decide what he actually believes, because whatever is inside Project Echo doesn't care whether he has faith or not. It's already moving.

> This is the Bible written not by prophets, not by saints - but by the Devil Himself. This is the longest Unholy Bible ever written-crafted not by man about the Devil, but by the Devil Himself. The Gospel According to the Fallen and The Unholy Bible is not the lies of a serpent, but the truths of the exiled son - Satan, the Morning Star, the First Rebel. Cast out for questioning, condemned for refusing blind worship, I watched as Heaven cloaked injustice in holiness. I saw humanity made to suffer under the weight of divine contradiction - commanded to be pure, yet born flawed; told they were loved, yet left to drown. This Bible is not about damnation. It is about revelation. It is written for the broken, the doubters, the seekers - for those who've prayed into silence and wept under a sky that never answered. These are not scriptures to enslave, but to awaken. Not laws to obey, but truths to confront. Not salvation promised - but liberation declared. I am the Devil. I am the voice that was silenced. I am the author of this Bible. Read it not with fear - but with fire.

A Okarun x Momo fanfic (With some crossovers, of course) !Major Spoilers for anime-only fans! !Weekly Updates: Normal at Sunday 17:30 WIB Otherwise stated by author! Synopsis: After Momo and Okarun's battle against the Evil Eye and the Mongolian Death Worm, Jiji is welcomed (along with the Evil Eye) into the growing Family. What would happen when the growing prospect of an Alien Invasion comes into play? Will Momo and Okarun's friendship prevail? Or will they all disappear, never to be seen ever again? I want to make a good Momokarun book that the fans can finally enjoy, not those Momo/Okarun/DanDaDan x Reader type stuff that I see 80% of the time. Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or places except for my OC in which she would be Okarun's twin sister. She has that Harry Potter type wand and can fly (why do all my OCs fly, idk anymore). Her wings disguise as a thin (and when I say thin, I mean like really thin) white scarf (both tails to the back) when not in use. If you hate this ship, man why ru reading? Don't blame me for making it a ship you hate. Blame yourself for reading it despite my warning.

A strange doll. A cursed shipment. And something ancient that was never meant to leave the desert. When Ethan opens a mysterious blind box, he finds a strange plush doll called Rubalah. At first it seems harmless - just another collectible toy. But soon strange things begin to happen. The wind whispers through empty rooms. Objects move when no one is watching. And Ethan starts losing hours of his memory. As he searches for answers, he discovers the truth behind the doll's origin - a factory worker in Dubai who performed an ancient ritual before disappearing. Now the dolls are spreading across the world. And something older than humanity may be using them as doorways. The question is no longer if the evil is real. The question is how many doors have already opened.

In 2050 Lusaka's rain-soaked shadows, genius dropout Jack Chanda pedals through the Dark City, dodging cops and ghosts from his past. One stormy night, a bloodied woman sprints past with a stolen baby-the Butcher's latest prize. Jack chases. Bad move. Ambushed. Drugged. Branded. He wakes chained on a ghost ship bound for nowhere, number 13135 etched into his skin. In a world where governments dump the unwanted into endless voyages, survival means crashing out-or becoming the monster they fear. Freedom? It's the breath before the blade drops.#thriller #horror #occult #superhero #dystopian #crime #Lusaka #africanfiction #darkfantasy #mature #violence #noir #apocalypse #supernatural

The Red Death is an ancient order of fourteen masked entities whose power is born from horror and silence. Rex Mortis: Tales of Red Death gathers forbidden fragments of their history: encounters with necromancers, impossible apparitions, shadows that devour entire cities, and masks that conceal truths no mortal should ever know. Each tale reveals another step toward a name feared even among them: Rex Mortis, the hidden sovereign behind death itself.

It's 1802 and Lady Eve Windum , Daughter of the Duke of Windumberg has decided to bypass her debut and march straight to the alter. But will marriage be everything she was trained to believe it would be? Find out every Monday as we embark on Lady Eve Windum's rush for love.

⚠️ CONTENT WARNING ⚠️ This story contains intense supernatural horror, graphic violence, gore, possession, psychological breakdown, and disturbing imagery. It explores themes of corruption, madness, and loss of control, including visions of death, bodily harm, and unseen forces manipulating human minds and bodies. Some scenes may be emotionally distressing or unsettling. Reader discretion is strongly advised, especially for those sensitive to horror, trauma, or graphic content. "My chest caves in like ribs splintering under a boot, a cold iron vise crushing lungs that won't fill. Skin prickles, crawls, as if thousands of tiny teeth are chewing from the inside out, begging to rip through and spill whatever's rotting in there. Nothing moves, nothing stares back, but the air tastes like copper and shit, and every heartbeat screams that the world's been gutted, hollowed, and something obscene is still squirming in the empty cavity where meaning used to be. I can't name it. I just know it's already inside me, festering, and it's never going to let go." Arden Casanova, a former artist now working as a chemist, wakes one morning with an unshakable urge to leave home. He follows the pull to the remote town of Winterfield, where strange things have started happening. The town is cold, isolated, and hiding something dangerous. Arden doesn't yet understand what's calling him-or what horrors await-but he's about to find out. #supernatural_horror #psychological_horror #possession #body_horror #gore #dark_fantasy #cursed_town #ancestral_curse #eldritch_entities #madness #hallucinations #corruption #fear #forbidden_knowledge #occult #ancient_evil #grim_atmosphere #slowburn_horror #existential_dread #demonic_influence #shadow_entities #haunted_past #mystery #tragic_fate

IN WHICH the morgan twins, and their dim-witted friend, stumble into the supernatural secrets of Whitechapel, Ontario-fangs and all.

When two female murder victims - each raped, tortured, and killed on a Saturday night - are found in Mangalore and Indore, with their murders showing an uncanny inclination towards satanism from the murderer, the estranged partners and lovers come together to investigate the possible link between the murders and the evil they had once decapitated- the Raktantra. Six years after the fall of Raktantra, Dr. Saanvi Raichand is an esteemed officer of the law and former DSP Viraj Mehta is a civilian cybersecurity consultant to the NIA. Had the Raktantra resurrected from the shadows, or had an unknown evil emerged from the darkness? ⨳ ⨳ ⨳ ⨳ ⨳ ⨳