Twelve-year-old Amelia Marie Gaines has always heard chilling stories about the old barn on her family’s 300-acre farm in Charlestown, South Carolina. Known across the southern states as the **“barn of the living dead,”** it’s rumored to bring the dead back to life as zombies. Though no one knows the truth behind its dark reputation, Amelia does. In this haunting tale, she takes readers back to the day she uncovered the barn’s deadly secrets—the day she died. Mysterious, eerie, but also emotional and moving, her story reveals that some legends are deeper and more complex than they seem.

Sophie’s struggle against the figure reaches its peak as she becomes trapped in an inescapable darkness. The oppressive force seems to consume her, but when she answers her phone, a distorted, familiar voice reveals disturbing truths—Sophie is not the only one being watched. A new, eerie voice declares that Sophie is not alone, intensifying the fear that the figure has more in store. As the shadows close in, Sophie is left gasping in agony, and just before everything goes black, a chilling twist suggests that Sophie’s torment is part of something much larger, setting the stage for an ominous, unresolved fate. The story ends on a huge cliffhanger, deepening the mystery and leaving the door open for more terror to come.

Sophie, still reeling from the terrifying encounter, receives more ominous messages and begins to fear that the danger is far from over. As she faces a mysterious figure emerging from the shadows of her apartment, the tension escalates. The figure’s chilling words hint that Sophie is not just being watched but is being drawn into something far darker. The story ends with the figure lunging at her, leaving her fate uncertain.

In this chilling horror story, Sophie receives eerie text messages from an unknown number, claiming to be watching her. As the tension builds, she discovers a figure lurking in the reflection of her window, whispering that it has been waiting for her. The story ends in a haunting silence, leaving Sophie trapped in fear and the mystery unresolved.

"I swear I will find out what you did. I know you cheated on her. I'm coming for you." That's all she wrote in the letter before slipping it into her bag and leaving the room. She'd never intended for him to see it. It was just for her. To let out frustration. But things don't always go as planned.

In a world where success defines worth, Thomas, a young entrepreneur, finds himself at the pinnacle of his career, accompanied by the love of his life, Carol. However, in a shocking twist, his thriving company collapses into bankruptcy, taking with it the foundation of his happiness. As Carol distances herself, leaving his calls unanswered, Thomas grapples with a profound sense of loss that shatters his faith and propels him toward the brink of despair. Just as he contemplates ending it all, a stranger unexpectedly taps on his car window, seeking a ride. Together, they embark on a transformative journey, revealing the power of resilience, connection, and the unwavering belief that light can emerge from even the most profound shadows. Will Thomas find the strength to rebuild his life and rediscover his faith, or will he succumb to the weight of his despair? "Broken" is a poignant tale of redemption and the unexpected ways in which salvation can arrive.

In the pilot episode of The Shattering Series, we delve into the life of Amy, a young woman whose world is irrevocably torn asunder upon the news of her husband Jason’s death while serving as an active Marine. Overwhelmed by grief and thrust into a haunting void, Amy's once-flourishing existence plunges into a dark abyss of depression and isolation, where each day blends into the next. A year after her devastating loss, the emotional scars seem insurmountable, leaving Amy entrenched in her loneliness—until one fateful evening, a broken-down car brings an unexpected stranger to her doorstep. As the two forge an unlikely bond, the stranger helps Amy navigate the tumultuous landscape of her sorrow, unraveling her bottled emotions and encouraging a transformative journey toward healing. The Grif masterfully explores themes of loss, divine intervention, and the strangest of friendships, painting a heartfelt portrait of resilience and the gradual process of reconciling grief.

Chapter 1: "Trapped in the depths of Red Oak Penitentiary, David Parker's reality begins to unravel. As the lines between sanity and madness blur, David's darkest fears emerge from the shadows. Will he escape the prison's crushing grip, or succumb to the horrors that haunt him?"

"Key-Kee!" Nadine echoed, her tiny hands gripping the floor as she crawled forward, her voice bubbling with excitement. "No, it is Kit-Ty," Harold corrected, shaking his head. "She says it wrong. She is still a baby," Elise said gently. "Meow, meow… meowww," Nadine mimicked the family cat, her tiny frame wiggling like a kitten in play. Eli dropped to his hands and knees beside her. "Meowww!" he exaggerated, scrunching his nose and wiggling his fingers like whiskers. "Ugh, this is ridiculous," Harold groaned. As Nadine moved, the soft fur of her costume brushed against her arms, keeping her warm against the cool fall air. She did not know it yet, but this was something she would carry forever. Her orange-striped costume tail flicked behind her. It was her first Halloween, the night she would start transforming into something more. Later, as shadows stretched across the walls, she whispered her first sign of something greater. "Here, Key-Kee."

Two sisters Jaurielle and Sheena team up together to understand and navigate through the paranormal experiences they've been having.

Willowood was a quiet, sunny, fruitful plain of meadows ridden up on a rugged mountain with a silky creek. Upon the creek a wider gape was dug, creating an opening to an extremely small river. A waterfall ran down the river, and here is where you would find a castle by the name of Myristica. Nearing the time of year where it was cold, small portions of the river were slowly freezing over. But more than just the outside was cold. The mood in Myristica may have just beat the temperature outside. The spiteful queen, who went by the name of Bianca, was up to rivaling trouble.

The poetic tale of a haunting beginning to an accursed soul of a man trying to go about his life as if he doesn’t hear the intruders in his mind. One of the many mysterious tales of Raventjought set to foreshadow his near and eerie future.

This is a story of a young woman named Roberta Wilfred, who was once so full of life and promise fell victim to a man, she thought loved her truly, but to an unfortunate surprise treated her cruelly to know fault of her own, fearing she die by his own hands till she was gifted an extraordinary doll that will protect in a very sinister way.

A lovely town hurtled into chaos after a young man exposes dark secrets. A young man named Mark West begins uncovering the truths hidden and forgotten.

As I get ready for bed I take one more look at my torn apart body with a tear falling down my face knowing that I'll have to do it all again tomorrow.

Have you ever seen a flying disc in the sky? Well how about an unusual figure that doesn't look human? Well those could be UFOs and Aliens...

Wilda,a cute little girl source of deep insight that she carries, the secret that we need to discover .

Destiny and her family have to make a plan. At a time when people are being killed and terrorized Destiny has to follow her father's plan to get her family to safety. Can she do it? Can one girl with the help of her adoptive sister save her family? Read to find out.

Written February 18th, 2025, around midnight. A short poem that deals with dehumanization, disconnection from the outside world, and objectification of oneself as a statue.

A cold, damp sensation pressed against Gracelynn’s cheek as she slowly regained consciousness. Her head throbbed, her limbs heavy as if weighted down by invisible chains. A shiver crawled down her spine as she took a breath—musty air filled her lungs, thick with the scent of mildew and something metallic.