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Get into the Halloween spirit; all about trick or treating, spooky costumes, Halloween decorations and haunted houses for October 31st and all year round.
The Whispers in the Walls
It began with the scratching. At first, Daniel thought it was just mice. The old countryside house creaked at night anyway, so a little rustling between the walls didn’t seem unusual. But this was different. The sound didn’t come in short bursts like rodents scurrying—it was slow, deliberate… almost like fingernails dragging along wood.
By Muhammad Bilal7 months ago in Horror
The Last Step
He loved the sound of trains. Tyrus loved trains. Not in the casual way most kids say they do—he lived for them. He could name every model from memory. He copied the sounds so precisely that even my father, a retired conductor, once stopped mid-coffee and said, “That boy has an engine in his chest.”
By Echoes of Life7 months ago in Horror
The Loyalty of the Lion King
Deep in the heart of the golden savannah, where the sun kissed the earth and the wind whispered through tall grass, ruled a mighty lion known as Zahir the Lion King. His mane glowed like fire, his roar shook the heavens, and his heart beat with wisdom, courage, and most of all—loyalty.
By Ahmad shah7 months ago in Horror
The Whispers Beneath the Floorboards
The village of Darnwood had always been an eerie place, wrapped in perpetual fog and silence that clung to its crooked cottages like a curse. Few dared to stay there long, and those who did often carried hollow eyes and voices that trembled. Among them was Arthur Gray, a middle-aged man recently widowed and desperate for solitude. He purchased an old, rotting house at the edge of the forest — a place the villagers called Hollow House.
By Muhammad Bilal7 months ago in Horror
The Shattered Veil
The Shattered Veil A Descent Into Light and Madness The personality changes again—just like that. Not in weeks or months, but in moments. One moment calm, the next unraveling. A transient soul, flickering between forms, between thoughts. There is a strange comfort in the instability. A familiarity in being lost.
By Saeed Ullah 7 months ago in Horror
Whispers in the Floorboards
It was supposed to be a restoration project. Eli and Marla Winslow had bought the derelict house on the edge of Briar Hollow for next to nothing. Newly married and full of ambition, they saw potential in the century-old Victorian with its ornate woodwork and wide, echoing halls. It was their dream home, a fixer-upper with history and character. The townspeople, however, gave them strange looks when they mentioned the address.
By Atif khurshaid7 months ago in Horror
The House That Remembers: Beneath the Wallpaper
After Nora was found in the woods, she was placed in a psychiatric facility two towns over. No one believed her story. Authorities assumed she’d suffered a breakdown, perhaps triggered by her brother’s disappearance and the isolation. She spoke rarely, and when she did, it was always the same thing:
By Atif khurshaid7 months ago in Horror











