As the mid-term break approached, I planned to rent a cabin with my new school friends Zack, Role, and Taylor. Despite Taylor’s obvious discomfort with the forest, we all went ahead. The cabin was cheap and eerie, and strange things started happening right away. Taylor’s mysterious behavior and the chilling atmosphere made every night harder to endure. My paranoia grew, and Taylor’s health rapidly declined—she became thinner, more withdrawn, almost ghostlike. One night, I fell down the stairs and woke up in a hospital, my head aching from the fall. After being discharged, I returned to the cabin with Taylor, Zack, Role, and an old friend named Jack who joined our group. What started as an adventure with friends quickly turned into a nightmare filled with secrets, fear, and the unknown. What’s really lurking in the woods—and in Taylor?

Have you ever known someone  with a possessed soul, let alone your close friend? Last month I discovered a truly disturbing fact about my friend Sara , something I believed that was only seen and encountered with in movies and on screens.

My friend group and I were hanging out at Sara’s house , laughing our hearts out , enjoying this girls sleepover. Sara said that she was heading to the kitchen , I went along since I was craving a snack as well . I poured my snack of choice into a bowl , and turned around to ask her a question . At first , I stayed right at my spot without moving a muscle because of the scene that was in front of me , she was standing very still and weird , she was standing like a statue in front of the open fridge , with her head tilted to the side .  I called her name multiple times , until she finally replied , I questioned her about what happened , but she denied the fact that it occurred. I brushed it off and we continued our night .When Sara excused to the bathroom , I told the girls about the situation that went on in the kitchen . Some were shocked while others blamed me and said that I was hallucinating. Out of nowhere, we heard a loud scratch from the bathroom . We looked at each other and stayed completely still. She came out but seemed perfectly normal . After that night , we all returned back to our homes . But some of my friends claimed that they saw her eyes glowing a little . And they didn’t mean glowing as in shiny and sparkly , but as if a flash light was in her eyes . We started noticing a ton of other horrifying actions that shes doing or weird appearances showing up on her face. These signs kept increasing and increasing as time went on . One day she came to school , hair messy , pointed smile , glowing eyes , and bloody / torn up white clothes . At first we ran away , but she started following us creepily, at lunch time she disappeared without a track , but was shockingly on time for all classes. Her handwriting had become cursive and unclear , although her normal handwriting is neat and very clear. At the end of the day , as she kept following us and following us , we decided to put this horrific thing to the end . She didnt reply to us , so at last we started shaking her harshly , hoping she would wake up from whatever she is in . Eventually , she started slowly lifting her head up , her hair was no longer messy , her smile wasn’t pointed anymore, and her eyes were back to the brown color they were.  But when  we confronted her she kept refusing the fact this all of this has happened . After that everything was back to normal , until one time she slowly lifted up away from the ground , and started chasing us  while chanting some random words . When suddenly, I see her coming towards me , and then I fainted . The last thing I remember is Sara holding a charcoal on her hand while it was on fire , with smoke coming my way . What happened next is even more disturbing.

part two soon

A bunch of two sentence horror stories

This is a story in New Jersey.

Links about the jersey devil

https://pinelandsalliance.org/learn-about-the-pinelands/pinelands-history-and-culture/the-jersey-devil-and-folklore/

https://weirdnj.com/stories/jersey-devil/

🩸 DEAD CITY LOVE

Genre: BL • Survival Horror • School Apocalypse • Drama • Mystery

Setting: Bangkok, Thailand – Present day, during the rise of a zombie outbreak.

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💀 Story Description (Long Version):

> When the undead rise… so does forbidden love.

Bangkok's elite Dhammawitaya School was just another pressure cooker for overachievers, rich kids, loners, and broken hearts. But everything changed when a student in the science wing started coughing black blood—and bit his lab partner before the bell could ring.

Within hours, the campus became a war zone.

The teachers? Infected.

The exits? Locked.

The students? Trapped.

And not everyone will make it out alive.

Among the blood-soaked hallways and shattered glass, Rin Wongsathorn, the school’s feared delinquent, and Sol Kittisak, the perfect student council president, are forced into an uneasy alliance.

Sol hates Rin’s violent past. Rin hates Sol’s entitled face. But neither of them wants to die alone.

As they run, fight, and protect the last survivors, buried emotions rise—and so do the dead.

Meanwhile, childhood friends Jet and Tae battle feelings they’ve buried for years, and Eli, a strange boy who never seems to bleed, begins drawing what looks like their deaths… before they happen.

Friendships will be tested. Secrets will surface. Hearts will break.

And in a world where everyone’s turning into monsters, what does it mean to stay human?

Dead City Love is a dark, romantic, emotional BL survival story about six boys caught between love and death—fighting to live, to love, and to not become one of them.

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🧟‍♂️ Themes:

Found family in a crumbling world

Love under extreme pressure

Morality vs. survival

Repressed feelings exploding under chaos

Trauma, betrayal, grief... and the smallest moments of tenderness

🧟‍♂️ MAIN CHARACTERS – 3 Central Couples

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💔 Rin Wongsathorn (ริน วงศธร) – 18

> “They already think I’m a monster. Maybe I should become one.”

Once feared as the school's violent delinquent, Rin has a broken home, a blood-stained past, and a body full of bruises. He skips school, smokes behind the gym, and keeps a switchblade in his sock. But when the apocalypse hits, it turns out this cold-hearted boy knows exactly how to survive. And maybe… how to love, too.

Role: Fighter | Anti-hero | Secret Softie

Love interest: Sol

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🌧️ Sol Kittisak (ซอล กิตติศักดิ์) – 17

> “I don't care if you're dangerous. I just don’t want to die alone.”

The perfect student council president—honor roll, neat tie, obedient son of a doctor. But beneath the polished exterior is a boy terrified of being powerless. Trapped with Rin, his enemy-turned-savior, he’s forced to face what survival really means… and what his heart really wants.

Role: Leader | Med student | Emotionally repressed

Love interest: Rin

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🔥 Jet Chanasorn (เจ็ท ชนะศร) – 18

> “No one makes it through this shit alone, but... if it’s you—I’ll try.”

Cocky, charming, and dangerously attractive. Jet is the school’s resident flirt and top athlete. He laughs at danger, teases everyone, and never shows fear. But deep down, he’s terrified of losing the one boy who’s always been by his side.

Role: Combat & comic relief | Best friend turned protector

Love interest: Tae

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📖 Tae Narongchai (เต้ นรงค์ชัย) – 18

> “I’ve never killed anything before… but I will for him.”

Top of the class and quiet as a ghost. Tae reads books, avoids fights, and only really speaks around Jet. But when the outbreak hits, something dark awakens inside him. The soft boy might just be the most dangerous.

Role: Quiet genius | Hidden darkness | Secretly brave

Love interest: Jet

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🌫️ Eli Thawin (อีไล ทวิน) – 17

> “They bite me. I don’t turn. I dream things that come true. What am I?”

Mysterious and beautiful, Eli is the kid no one noticed—until it was too late. He has strange visions, doesn’t bleed like the others, and might be more than just human. But when he locks eyes with Noa, something awakens in him that even he doesn’t understand.

Role: Supernatural enigma | Seer | Possibly infected

Love interest: Noa

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🎤 Noa Phuwasit (โนอา ภูวสิษฐ์) – 17

> “I used to be famous. Now I just want to live… with him.”

Once a school idol and rising model, Noa had it all. Looks, fans, charm. Now? He's stuck in bloodstained hallways with his fame worth nothing. But he finds light in Eli—haunting and sweet, even as the world burns.

Role: Survivor | Traumatized sweetheart | Loyal

Love interest: Eli

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🧍‍♂️ SUPPORTING CHARACTERs

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💥 Mew Phanrada (มิว พรรณลดา) – 18

> “Say something stupid again, and I’ll stab you. With love.”

Tomboy, rebel, and total badass. Swears like a sailor, fights like a soldier. But deep down, she’s protecting the others because no one protected her.

Role: Emotional backbone | Secret crush on Sol | Knife queen

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🧠 Tanakorn “Tan” Wisarut (ธนกร วิศรุต) – 17

> “Statistically, we should all be dead already. But hey, I’m cute and useful.”

Nerdy, anxious, and brilliant. Obsessed with survival games and hacking. Fumbles with weapons but always knows where to run.

Role: Tech genius | Comic relief | Low-key gay crush on Jet

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🧹 P’Tor (พี่ต่อ) – 19

> “I’m just a janitor’s son, but I can fight. I won’t let them die.”

School staff’s son who was in the building when it all started. Big brother energy. Might not survive. Might save someone. Might break your heart.

Role: Support fighter | Possible tragic hero

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🌿 Mae Kanya (แม่กันยา) – 50s

> “I’ve seen this before. Not in science books—in shadows.”

The school nurse with a knowledge of Thai folk medicine and strange herbs. She may know more about the infection than the students realize.

Role: Healer | Prophet figure | Possibly linked to Eli’s origin

“A Flicker in the Dark”was born from a simple question: What happens to the soldier who survives when everyone else is gone? Set in a world decimated by alien invasion and held together by the fraying threads of human defiance, this story follows one such survivor—James “Hawk” Everard, a sniper hardened by grief with a spirit forged in tremendous loss.

Seven years ago, he watched his mentor fall under the blade of a nightmarish alien horror. Since then, he’s carried the weight of memory like a loaded rifle—quiet, precise, and always ready to fire. Now, buried in the crumbling guts of a ruined city, the resistance prepares for a desperate assault. But the aliens aren’t just evolving—they’re planning.

This is a story about ghosts.The ones we bury, the ones that haunt us, and the ones we become.

Beware readers, you will enter a world where every shot counts, every loss lingers, and every night might be the last. Inside the hollow bones of Earth, a war wages not just for survival—but for the soul of what remains.

Seven survivors face zombies in a broken world

It's been too long since I've done any updating so I'll try to update stories so take this one for now

( Disclaimer - This story is fictional. I'm writing it for entertainment purposes only. if anything hurts you about this story,I apologise, but if you like it,give feedback or rate this story and give me suggestions to help me for my upcoming projects. Thank you )

Hii this is Om here !!

And “ chalo tumhe ek kahani sunata hu "

I am a full time worker at a small grocery Store.I am living in a city which is nearby the place where I work.

After graduating, I tried to find so many jobs with expected salary but I couldn't find any.

Just like so many others, this is normal now.

But finally I got a job in a small grocery Store with the pay of 8,000 per month.

The store is located out of thecity about 6km distance.

But the part that i don't like is, between the city and Store there is a huge forest.

Mr. Sekhar a 32 year old man is the manager of that store.

Mr. Sekhar and I are the only persons who work in that store.

But I am the only one who have to face that scary forest.

The forest looks beautiful like an angel at day but when the night starts, you won't believe that this is the forest that you see in the morning.

I don't want to make scary memories so I finish my duty before the sunset and come home. Mr. Sekhar is like my elder brother so he allows me to leave.

But.....

One day when I was listening to music on headphones, my mother came and said something and left. I just heard that she was going somewhere. "son when you get ready to go for job, lock the door properly and take the keys.I have the duplicate ones."

I just heard this much and said "okay ma".

Then Mr. Sekhar called me.He said he faced a problem, that his gradfather's condition is getting serious so he has to stay in hospital with him.

In the call he said all about his problem but this is not only his problem but also mine.

Because if he doesn't come, I have to stay till 11.00 pm,because there is strict rule of our store that the store must be open until 11.00 pm.

What can I do now ?

Nothing...

I have no other options so I have to stay here for this night.

Okay I can do it.

Time passes and it's 5.30 pm now.

Store is getting crowded now but Dealing with customers is not a big problem for me.

Now it is 7.30 pm people's number is decreasing now.

Finally it is 10 pm now the Store is fully empty.

I am thinking to leave the store now but the rule stops me always.

Then a young lady came to the store. She is looks beautiful but why did she come here at this time,I thought.

That lady said," excuses me,can i call from your phone ? my phone is dead now."

I said "okay no problem" and I gave her my phone.She called someone and said "I am in the forest road come here."

Then that lady returned my phone and said thanks.

I said are you going to that forest road alone at this time? is it okay for you !?

"Don't worry about it. someone is coming" she said.

But why don't you call them here and you can leave with them ? i asked that lady.

They are coming from another road, so it take time. so I will wait for them in the forest road she said.

I said okay then and she started to leave and when I looked at the clock it is 10.45 pm.

I called her as she was just reaching to the door. I said ,"wait,my duty will be over now. Just wait 15 minutes and i will drop you."

She said okay.

As I am preparing to leave I thought that it is better to go with a person as compared to go alone through that scary road.

I close the store and start my bike and we are gone.

She said her name was Sriya.

And we are going on that scary road with some conversations.

It helps to avoid the scariness of that road.

We were talking when suddenly a car came in front of us.

I stopped the bike and so did the car.

4 people came out of that car. They had a metal rod and hockey sticks. They told us to give them our wallet phone etc.

I gave them all but then one of those guys hit my head with his hockey stick and I fell from the bike and got unconscious. But I could hear the sound of a siren.

When I opened my eyes, i saw that I was in a hospital and the doctor advised me to take rest. He said it is all okay, nothing to worry.

I asked him what about sriya ? But doctor said he knew nothing about her. The police admitted you here.

I remember that I heard a siren. Then a police officer came to meet me. I asked the same question to him but his was same response as the doctor.

The police man said "Did you forgot? You called us and told your location and when we reached there,we saw that some guys were attacking you.

So we arrested all of them. we saw no girl there.Even the robbers said this. But they never told about any girl.

The police man also advised me that you have to take rest.

I was thinking about this when my family came to see me.

I told them about sriya and my mom says, may be this is just your imagination.

But how could I still remember her name .

Then my mom said because I told you about sriya. Remember,when you were going for your job, i told you that “ I am going to a funeral of a girl sriya who died yesterday on a road robbery."

If I die -She die's

A silent horror that started in a dark village has progressed through the years, leaving its mark with tarot cards. Memo... He was once a soldier. A husband, a father. But after losing his family in the bloody gears of war, all that's left is a broken soul. This spirit was connected to cards, ancient symbols and forgotten teachings that spoke in whispers over time.

The Tarot Killer, who lost track of him, chose a card with each of his murders, turned each body into a message. In choosing his victims he applied the law, not of justice, but of an ancient order. He left behind not only fear, but a meaningful silence.

And then... She's here. Detective Rosaline Ashcroft broke this silence. But no prophecy had said that it could also be a card.

The tarot has been re-mixed. This time the last hand was to be played.And in some stories, the last page is not written. It is only felt.

Have you ever challenged death ?

Well I have.

His presence a cold embrace , deceitful comfort he provides . The adversary of mankind's strife , feeding us the lustrous illusion of Heaven on Earth .

We all know the two separate world's will never mingle . For one is the mirror  reflection of the darkness the other is often not accounted for.

Man are but the dirt beneath Gods feet , yet we try all to tower over one another .

I , however am not a man , I challenge the notion given to us , I dare to break the chains grounding me .

I will become a force so fierce that God won't have a reason to ignore me .

I will become the sword at the God's necks .

That is the role i have assigned myself .

Chapter One: Blood Knows

The sun had long since set. Heavy silence dominated the dark sky, and inside a large house surrounded by towering cypress trees, faint lights flickered like lost souls. Within that house, the clinking of chains, the pounding of hearts, and the cries of pain blended into a haunting symphony of death.

Hands, bound above the ceiling of a pitch-black room, moved slowly, blood steadily dripping from fresh wounds. The air was bitterly cold, yet sweat poured like someone trapped under a burning sun. The body belonged to a young woman her face coated with dust and fear, eyes darting around the room as if searching for mercy.

She was only one among more than a hundred people trapped inside this house. None had any clear memory of how they got there. Everyone awoke in separate rooms, all bound some wounded, others stripped naked like animals. Small cameras were fixed in every corner, recording every act, every breath, every scream.

“Want out? Cut off your left foot. Otherwise, you’ll be dead in five minutes.”

The voice came through a small speaker on the wall. It wasn’t scared or threatening it was calm… merciless. Like someone giving routine instructions in a grocery store.

Some had already started obeying. One man had severed his entire arm with a dull knife he found in another room. He was still alive, bleeding profusely, his face twisted like a madman’s.

In the corner of the largest room, a young man named Jayden Crowe sat quietly, his eyes fixed on the ceiling. Jayden was no ordinary man. A former detective, he’d been fired three years ago over suspicious circumstances surrounding his lover’s murder. He was once nicknamed “The Ghost Cop” for his uncanny ability to vanish and reappear in mysterious places.

Jayden had no memory of entering this house. The last thing he remembered was being at his Chicago home, staring at an old file about a case just like this. Then darkness… and now, here he was.

His eyes met a woman struggling to free the ropes binding her legs. It was Rhea Morgan, a famous lawyer who often made headlines defending notorious criminals. Jayden sized her up quickly a brave woman, but fear lived deep inside her.

“If we’re locked in here together, there’s a reason,” Jayden whispered.

Rhea looked at him, wide-eyed. “What do you mean?”

“I mean… we might be targeted one by one. There’s a history tying all of us here. Something we haven’t remembered yet.”

As they spoke, a loud bell rang. Doors suddenly swung open, and a voice echoed:

“The first round is over. Thank you for participating. Survivors, continue. The dead, our condolences. This game is one of memory and blood.”

Jayden stood up. His face was cold. He smiled bitterly. “A game? Fine. Then let’s play.”

Before them, the wall parted. A message scrawled in blood appeared:

“Blood Knows.”

Author’s Note:

This story dives deep into the darkness within people what they remember, what they hide, and how pain connects us all. Jayden’s journey is just beginning, and in this deadly game, every memory could mean the difference between life and death. Stay close, because silence can be louder than screams.

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