Genre: Dark Thriller / Psychological Horror "What if you couldn’t trust your own memories—and the whispers in the walls knew more about your life than you did?" A chilling psychological thriller where reality and delusion blur. Relatable protagonist: a woman just trying to hold her life together while her sanity unravels. Atmosphere: claustrophobic city apartment, thin walls, flickering lights, and voices that shouldn’t exist. Escalating paranoia: friends who vanish, memories that contradict themselves, a therapist who may be manipulating her. Twist ending: shocking, ambiguous, unforgettable — the kind that sparks endless debates and theories. The fragility of memory. How trauma can shape—or distort—identity. The fear of losing control of your own mind. Betrayal from those we trust most. For fans of The Silent Patient, Black Mirror, and Gone Girl. Perfect for readers who love dark, twisty thrillers with endings that haunt them.

Mara returns to her cramped apartment after work. The building is noisy-- neighbors fighting, plumbing rattling. She notices the intercom light flickering faintly though no one has buzzed in..

The Serpent’s Vow – A cursed prince turned serpent can only become human when kissed by the descendant of his greatest enemy. But when the destined girl appears, she doesn’t want to break the curse—she wants to kill him. Trapped in a dangerous bargain, the two must navigate a kingdom of old grudges, forbidden magic, and an unbreakable vow… where love might be the deadliest curse of all.

Children 12-above This is one part of the book I am writing, it's about a girl named phoenix who has just started 7th grade with her new and not so improved class. She makes a complete fool of herself the first day and her friends see her as a...pest. She finds a mysterious note that leads to a classroom, when she steps inside she finds the most horrific,terrifying,breathtaking!...(Read more to see what she finds)

“Zahir!” he shouted before shaking his head in disbelief. I just kept going… I couldn't stop.. My heart was pounding out of my chest, and my breath would hitch the more I thought. I finally walked into the nurse's office, breathing heavily as the nurse shot me a concerned look. “Are you okay? What's wrong?” she asked as she stood up from her desk and rushed over to my aid. I sat down in a chair and slowly leaned down, putting my elbows on my knees, covering my face with my hands as I tried to take deep breaths and clear my mind. Sliding my hands through my hair and closing my eyes.

The article presents a compelling case for human adaptability as a key to our species' success. However, a debate can be made that the very traits that make us so "adaptive" are also causing catastrophic damage to the planet and may ultimately threaten our own existence.

Story written for my creative writing class. Made me see a person that I did not know and wonder what story I could make with all of my observations.

Maiim and Avir join Haya in the void. Flying together, they come to a heated disagreement, causing something unfortunate to happen..

This is a short story I written a while back that I have been wanting to share with others. I hope you enjoy the thrill of something that can be prolonged into a longer story or that can be used as an idea of what to write in a thrilling mysterious book.

Detective Ariel Lewing comes home after a stressful day of work trying to catch a killer. After satisfying her sexual urges, she gets a disturbing surprise.

I've got so many stories to tell. Some humorous, others mysterious. Most of my characters show themselves to me and even speak to me. They whisper their names, tell me their stories. Once, and only once, I told the story of a young girl who witnessed unspeakable cruelty. She never told me her name. Then, there's the story of a homeless woman named Mary. It has yet to be finished. More recently, I've been sent on a mission to smuggle coffee back to the United States! There are countless more, so let's get started.

In The Whispers of Room 209: Descent, a broken man seeks refuge in a decrepit motel room haunted by sinister whispers and lurking shadows that slowly twist his grief and guilt into madness. As he fights to hold onto reality, paranormal investigators arrive—only to discover a horror far darker than they imagined.

The time to live is now not tomorrow enjoy every moment savor your breakfast savor your job savor your passion do things right and don't let anybody get in your way if someone is negative around you get rid of them metaphorically speaking of course meaning don't talk to them it's that simple and it's the ones that you don't like where you learn the most from

🖤 Author’s Note Thanks for reading “The Key Was Never Meant to Be Found.” Want to support my work? Visit my site to: Donate to St. Jude Tip the Author Subscribe for exclusive full-length stories and series not available for free. 🔗 horror-central.jimdosite.com Your support means the world and helps keep these stories alive. — Jay Hawn

🖤 Author’s Note Thanks for reading “The Key Was Never Meant to Be Found.” Want to support my work? Visit my site to: Donate to St. Jude Tip the Author Subscribe for exclusive full-length stories and series not available for free. 🔗 horror-central.jimdosite.com Your support means the world and helps keep these stories alive. — Jay Hawn

In 2009 Afghanistan, Sergeant Eli Kane leads a small U.S. squad to investigate a mysterious distress signal coming from a long-abandoned Soviet outpost. The signal is using a U.S. military ID code belonging to Captain Nathan Harrow—a soldier who went missing in 1987

This may be fiction, but the emotions, truth and healing behind it are as real as it gets. Out In The Woods isn't just a story, it's a reflection of everyday feelings and emotions we go through.

They say that repeated hurt hardens you, that it carves calluses on the soul. But I wasn’t like that. Even after countless betrayals, I continued to trust. Perhaps I possessed some naive ability to see beyond immediate behavior, a belief that given enough chances, people could change. After all, the scientific literature suggests a common root for addiction, many mental disorders, and much of what ails society: the fundamental human need to be loved. It's a complex interplay of mind and body, a fleeting window in the infinite realm of brain activity and emotional response. Most people can't perceive this, lacking the understanding of human behavior necessary to see it as the complex neurochemical dance it truly is.

This title hints at the quest (the rare flower), the forest setting, and a hidden truth—something buried deep, both literally and emotionally. It has a wistful, fairy tale-like quality that fits the story of a boy on a journey to save someone he loves, only to uncover a forgotten part of himself.

”He was a great man, but I had to shoot him with his very own gun; he was possessed by something, making him faster, stronger, and bloodthirsty, but... when I found him, it was already too late. He tasted human flesh. He lashed out at everything in his path, man, animal, and even me. It was unbearable to watch. I knew that he was too powerful, no matter how many times I shot him, so I ran. I had to escape; everyone else around me was being eaten or killed one by one. I didn't want to die, nor did I want to flee my home, but I had no choice.