Horror

The Dreamer's Pat
Chapter 1: The Strange Dreams Elara was 22 years old, living in a city where dreams were very important. People called dreamweavers special because they could shape and control the dreams of others. It was a big honor to be able to help people get rid of nightmares and make their dreams peaceful. Elara had this amazing gift, and she used it every day. But lately, something strange was happening.
By Hicham Bouhabout a year ago in Chapters
The Strike of Unexpected Lightning. Content Warning.
"The world now appears as if dressed in a new garment..." -- d.t. suzuki I keep asking myself: Who the hell am I? I'm nobody. I'm not special. I didn't ask for this (well, not per se). So why did it happen to me? I still can't explain it.
By Christopher Laineabout a year ago in Chapters
Before It Ends. Content Warning.
Then I felt it... the light switch... fear embraced my soul as I slowly moved my fingertip upwards along the switch. There was still no response from my mother as I continued to call for her while my fingertip hesitated to complete the light switch flip.
By Luna Verityabout a year ago in Chapters
The Power of Gratitude: Transforming Mindset for a Happier Life
**The Power of Gratitude: Transforming Mindset for a Happier Life** *March 19, 2025* --- ## **Introduction**
By ziad alsedabout a year ago in Chapters
Glitchborn
The first construct lunged. Its body jittered between solid and fragmented, flickering like a corrupted file struggling to load. Eli barely had time to react before its clawed hand slashed through the air, distorting space as it moved.
By Cai Foxabout a year ago in Chapters
Glitchborn
The holographic skull-faced broker watched Eli with an intensity that made his skin crawl. The way he said, “You’re the lost piece,” felt less like a revelation and more like a sentence.
By Cai Foxabout a year ago in Chapters
Glitchborn
The entrance to the Under_Net was buried beneath layers of forgotten code, hidden in the ruins of an old corporate data hub.
By Cai Foxabout a year ago in Chapters
Vanishing Village
Deep in the heart of the Amazon rainforest, there was a village called Tuhana. Unlike other settlements, this village had no recorded history—no maps, no mentions in ancient texts. It was as if it had never existed. Yet, travelers spoke of a place where strange lights hovered above the trees, and whispers filled the air at night.
By SHAKIBabout a year ago in Chapters
"The Awakening of Zerathis"
Chapter 1: The Search for the Lost City For centuries, historians and explorers searched for the legendary city of Zerathis, an ancient civilization said to have been swallowed by the desert. Myths spoke of golden temples, towering structures, and knowledge far beyond its time. But one fateful night, a massive sandstorm arrived, burying the city and erasing it from history. Most dismissed the tale as legend, but Dr. Evelyn Carter believed otherwise.
By SHAKIBabout a year ago in Chapters
One Night
Hundi and Riman were inseparable friends. They had bonded over common experiences, trust, and mutual silent understanding of one another. They spent most nights at one of the city's most popular bars, where they relaxed after a day's work nightly. It was not different on that evening. They sat at the corner table they always used, having a laugh and cracking jokes as the night wore on. By the time they decided to leave, it was well past midnight. The streets were eerily quiet, and the dim glow of the streetlights cast long shadows on the empty road.
By Evelyn Avaabout a year ago in Chapters
The Chronicles of Forgotten Souls
hidden journal reveals the stories of forgotten lives. Samantha had always loved reading, but she never expected to find a story hidden within the walls of her own house. It was her grandmother’s house—old, dusty, and filled with relics of a past long forgotten.
By SHAKIBabout a year ago in Chapters
Shadows of Resentment
Chapter 1: A Dangerous Whisper The darkness draped over the small town of Millersville like a heavy fog. Lately, it felt as though the townsfolk were living under a malignant spell, filled with secrets, mistrust, and an overwhelming sense of dread. Among them stood Sarah Carter, a fearless journalist with a spirit like wildfire, igniting the mundane with her investigative flair. However, even she felt the chill creeping into her bones as the whisperings of discontent grew louder and more menacing around her.
By MOHAMMED NAZIM HOSSAINabout a year ago in Chapters