Weirdfiction Stories

The robot is the closes that humanity has been able to replicate conscious beings, so fearing the power of humankind, God gave life to some robots all over the world. But this act of jelousy didnt came unnoticed, an organization has collected a few of those speciments, now called hybrids, and they hid them on a remote island for no one to see forever. But one may be able to escape this fate. Newton, despite been a hybrid, they has the looks of a completly normal human been, but just been a week old, they dont know much of how to act like one. Unfortunately, imprisoned by the organization before even steping a foot on earth, Newton has never seen the real world, but the other hybrids did. Now if they wanted or not, Newton depends of the other no so human looking hybrids to decide between becoming a human or a robot.

In the 1990s, a school district conducted illegal experiments on its students and unleashed an incomprehensible horror.

"Silent Nightmres" - is a collection of horror stories about familiar spaces where reality begins to malfunction. These are stories that don't let go immediately. And they don't always leave. Every story is a separate compartment. Some are better left unopened. These stories don't rely on jump scares. They linger. That is why they are so hard to shake, even after the final page.

Marco is thirteen, a kid who trusts facts, field guides, and the dream of becoming a wildlife biologist like his parents. He believes in what can be named, measured, and understood. But the world has stopped behaving. Animals act wrong. Ravens follow him. A girl's pendant glows when she's happy. A castle flickers between ruin and beauty. Magic isn't something Marco wants. It isn't something he believes in. But it's here anyway, mythic, wild, and impossible to ignore. As strange creatures and dangerous pursuers slip into his quiet California town, Marco must decide whether to hold on to the safety of what he knows or step into a reality that is bigger, stranger, and more alive than anything he ever imagined.

creation of this beautiful world (Pepperine, Amber and Ter.)

«Qatnab sits on her throne of books, guarding the last threads of reason. Somewhere beyond the shelves, a single Hen mocks the universe's logic - laying paradoxes instead of eggs, poisoning every truth it touches. Qatnab hunts it through stories, through dreams, through cracks in the world - the cosmic librarian against the living contradiction. A surreal flash-fiction experiment: absurd, darkly funny, and sharp enough to slice your comfort zone. Read carefully. The Hen is still loose.»

La routine perfetta di Monsieur Lumière si incrina quando il mondo comincia lentamente a deformarsi davanti ai suoi occhi.

A dying town launches a rebranding campaign that no one seems to be running. The billboards appear overnight. The slogans don't explain themselves. A diner waitress says nobody puts them up, and nobody takes them down. A couple arrives expecting ironic tourism and finds something closer to a live experiment. Beauchêne doesn't ask visitors to believe anything. It only asks them to stay. To notice. To participate. What begins as small-town decay becomes a slow, sideways unraveling... murals that feel instructional, civic programs that behave like dares, and a town that seems increasingly aware of the people passing through it. A surreal, slow-burn satire about American decline, anti-branding, and the strange comfort of entropy. Meaning doesn't collapse here. It rebrands. Entropy is a vibe. Decline tastes like caramel. Welcome to Beauchêne. You're here now.

Tomás is an ordinary teenager trying to cope with the breakup of his relationship with Mandy. The breakup left him disoriented, an overreaction, certainly. But everything changes when strange events begin to occur. Impossible places, ethereal creatures, and suspicious apparitions draw him into an investigation that soon turns into a plunge into another world, where magic, politics, and secrets intertwine dangerously. Shutting back and forth between Earth and the magical city of Bush'Kar, Tomás finds himself faced with revelations that shake his certainties, forcing him to confront his own identity, and perhaps even who he truly is. Original text written in Portuguese, translated by AI

Welcome to Fox's Astral Horrors! Where cosmic horror, dark fantasy, and speculative fiction intertwine. Here, we explore eerie mysteries and unearthly adventures through flash fiction, writing prompts, and short stories.

"A fast-paced read filled with nightmarish visions, Micah Castle's The Stone Man and Other Weird Tales grabs you with the first tale and doesn't let you go until the last. I can only imagine what ghastly creations this author has in store next." - Josh Hancock, Horror Novel Reviews

"In Copperwood, the trees don't just grow; they wait. When Aaron disappeared into the marrow of the woods, he left behind a ringing sound that wouldn't stop. Now, with rosemary pulsing in her veins and an iron bell calling from the clearing, one woman must decide: what is she willing to leave behind to bring him home? A visceral tale of folk horror and the debts we owe the earth." Seven quiet vignettes weave subtle, creeping dread-no screams, no monsters, just the slow realization that the town itself is watching... and keeping score. Perfect for fans of atmospheric horror and slow-burn unease. What would you do if the ordinary started remembering you? Chapter 9 has now been added. The ledger has now been completed, or has it?

//THE FRENCH REVOLUTION // A SOLDIER, FAR FROM HOME // WRITING LETTERS TO A BROTHER WHO MAY BE DEAD // STRANGE THINGS ARE MOVING IN THE WOODS // AND IN THE FEY FORESTS, POWER HOLDS STRANGE TEMPTATIONS From the third season of Wrong Station. Listen to an audio version here: https://podcasts.apple.com/ca/podcast/brumaire/id1190625755?i=1000472740494

Cat-themed supernatural horror about a little boy fighting for his, seemingly pathetic, life.

An expedition into the unknown goes horribly wrong. Dedicated to someone very close to me. Word Count: 2,118

Czasami wydaje mi się, że wszystko wokół drży, jakby zaraz miało się rozpaść. Zatrzymuję się wtedy i czekam, aż ściany zaczną pękać, dojdzie do katastrofy, a potem spod ruin zacznie wyzierać jedyna, najwyższa i najprawdziwsza Prawda. Boję się tylko, że będzie czarna jak smoła i wcale nas nie wyzwoli.

📖 Story Description - Rush Hour Escape: The Shortcut Between Worlds In the heart of Mumbai, Ravi Mehta lives life in fast-forward-top telecom executive, master of efficiency, and a creature of routine. Every morning, he takes a narrow alleyway to shave ten minutes off his commute. But one day, as the sky fractures and whispers replace birdsong, Ravi takes a step into a shortcut that doesn't lead where it should. What begins as an ordinary rush hour becomes a descent into a surreal and shifting nightmare-a world of twisted shadows, impossible creatures, and doors that breathe. Pursued by something inhuman that speaks in broken signals, Ravi must run through a reality that no longer plays by the rules. He escapes-at least for a while. But memories are doors too. And some, once opened, never truly close. "Rush Hour Escape" is a psychological horror tale that blends urban life with the uncanny, where the mundane meets the monstrous-and forgetting may be the only way to survive. But what happens when the forgetting fails? Some shortcuts save time. Others take everything.

Drug, decomposition and machinery pollution fills the atmosphere in permanent toxicity. The two options are work or death.

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Enter the tower. And forget the way down. Every floor is a story. Every story is a trap. Every trap is wrapped in beauty. The birds whisper of a ruler with wings of gold. They say he owns the sky. They say he owns their minds. But the stars are changing, and the lost wayfarers are climbing. This tale is nothing like it seems. Note: English is not my first language, I'm using AI to translate it in order to make it accessible to a wider public. Feel free to correct me on any error you may find on the matters of syntax and grammare.