supernatural
The hidden world of all things supernatural; a look inside witchcraft, spells, vexes, black magic and other spine-tingling supernatural phenomena.
The Sleepers of Mount Ararat
The Sleepers of Mount Ararat Mount Ararat rose like a monument swallowed by clouds. Its peak was always shrouded in snow, its slopes bare and littered with wind-scattered stones. A wilderness untouched by man, it had for centuries been fertile ground for legends. Some called it the resting place of Noah’s Ark, others whispered it was a prison for cursed spirits.
By Bülent ORTAKCİ2 months ago in Horror
Trespasser
My eyes flutter open, awaken by the soft glow of the sun’s ray invading through the curtain. Black out curtains, my ass. The morning haze fogs my mind and it takes a minute before I realized, the bed feels lighter. Four years of living together and I’ve come accustomed to the weight of another person lying next to me. “Yalissa?” Her name scrambles out of my mouth, a jumble mess of letter. I try again, more awake. “Yalissa.” No response. Where could she be? My brain still processing from its stroll in dreamland. I sit up, feeling each strand of my brown hair fall over my bosom. Better find a shirt first. I push the heavy quilted covers off to the side and reach for my beige colored T-shirt. Where is Yalissa? Throwing the shirt over my head, I push my hair out and let it fall on my back. My head turns to my cell phone displaying the time and the date. 7:42. December 25th. Shit. It’s Christmas.
By Iris Harris2 months ago in Horror
The Grimoire of Elizabeth. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
In the small town of Elderwood, Massachusetts, stood an old Victorian mansion built in 1875. The Harper family—Michael, Sarah, and their children, seventeen-year-old Olivia and twelve-year-old Elijah—purchased it at an unexpectedly low price.
By Mr. Usevolod Voskoboinikov2 months ago in Horror
When the TV Woke at Midnight:. AI-Generated.
The first time it happened, I thought it was a glitch. The television in our living room flickered to life at exactly midnight, its screen glowing against the heavy silence of the house. I had fallen asleep on the couch, and the sudden burst of light startled me awake. The channels began to flip rapidly, as though invisible fingers were pressing the remote.
By The Writer...A_Awan2 months ago in Horror
The Last Call: A Horror Story That Knows the Exact Time of Your Death. AI-Generated.
The Last Call The first thing people noticed about Building 9A was how quiet it was. Too quiet. No children played in the corridors. No televisions hummed behind closed doors. Even during the day, the building felt frozen in time, as if sound itself refused to stay there for long. But the rent was cheap, and the city was expensive, so people moved in anyway.
By shakir hamid2 months ago in Horror
When the Chainsaw Was Born in Blood
Have you ever woken up in the dead of night, heart pounding, convinced something's just... off? Like the air's too still, or there's a shadow where there shouldn't be? Yeah, that gut-twisting moment hit me hard the other day when I stumbled across this old video from MrBallen-the guy who spins those strange, dark tales that stick with you long after the screen goes black. It got me thinking about how real life can out-creep any ghost story. You know, the kind of stuff that makes you double-check your locks. So, buckle up; I'm about to unpack three wild, true accounts from that vid, each one weirder and more unsettling than the last. Let's dive in, shall we?
By KWAO LEARNER WINFRED2 months ago in Horror
