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Most recently published stories in Horror.
Nightmares that Breathe. Content Warning.
Recently, Sasha Jones was assigned a client who had not slept in twelve days. This young man, Lucas Porter, looks dead on his feet. His eyes are bloodshot, his skin pale, and his hands tremble as he reaches to shake hers. She frowns, greeting him with a nod and motioning for him to sit in her office.
By 3rrornightshift12 days ago in Horror
Shelter
It was a Tuesday night in January and the dogs were uneasy. Blue, the only certified hound dog in the ragtag little pack, stood under the kitchen table with his ears back and his tail curled under him. Carlos, the lab, was trying to hide himself behind Roger’s legs and whining like his paw was caught in a snare. Even Chili, normally a loud and fearless little S.O.B., was somewhere in the guest bedroom: his position revealed only by the jingling as he scratched at his collar. Roger didn’t blame them. The wind that night could have put anyone on edge.
By Daniel Bradbury13 days ago in Horror
The Haunting Smile
According to documents left behind in an old church. They were struggling to control an epidemic. It had all started when a woman came to their town. There was a strange and too friendly smile on her face. She never raised her voice above a whisper saying the same two words over and over.
By 3rrornightshift13 days ago in Horror
The Story Draft: "The Room Between the Walls"
We think we know our homes. We know every creak in the floorboards, every stain on the carpet, and the exact distance from the bed to the light switch. But have you ever measured the outside of your house and compared it to the inside? In 2026, the "Home-Scan" app made real estate easy. But for Elias, it didn't just map his living room. It found a void. A fifteen-square-foot space in the heart of his home that had no door, no windows, and—according to the floor plan—didn't exist.
By The Glitch Archive13 days ago in Horror
The Tithe and the Toll
Miller pulled out a chair—a spindly, mismatched thing I’d salvaged from a dumpster and sat across from me with the grace of a king inhabiting a ruined throne. He leaned into my personal space, and for the first time in the flickering, jaundiced light of the basement, I saw the Tithe he wore. It wasn't a police badge or a municipal seal. It was a small, lapel pin made of blackened gold, shaped like a shattered vinyl record, jagged edges catching light like teeth.
By Nathan McAllister14 days ago in Horror
The Phone Call at 3:17
Adil never believed in ghost stories. He considered them exaggerated tales people told to entertain themselves on dark nights. Living alone in a small apartment on the outskirts of the city, he enjoyed the silence. His routine was simple—work during the day, dinner at night, and sleep before midnight. Nothing unusual ever happened in his life, and he preferred it that way.
By Sudais Duranky14 days ago in Horror
An elderly man stabs 3 women in broad daylight in Egypt
Yesterday, on El-Fareed Street in the Ezbet El-Nakhl area, life was proceeding as usual in a calm Ramadan atmosphere; passersby were rushing to buy their needs before the Maghrib call to prayer, vendors were calling out their goods, and the sounds of children blended with the aroma of food filling the place. But those peaceful moments suddenly turned into a scene of horror and shock.
By Hossam Gamal14 days ago in Horror
