Horror
Wulfwyn’s Blōdbōc (Part 1). Content Warning.
I stole this book when I realised I would long outlive my memories. For decades, I had only scraps - parchments, loose papers, even the backs of market receipts - bundled together with string, fading as quickly as the ink itself. At first, it seemed enough. But it soon became clear I would need something more permanent. A true record. A proof that I had once been more than the monster I have become.
By Stace Oddity7 months ago in Chapters
The Living Seal
Into the Breach The air still reeked of sulfur and singed iron where the breach had been sealed, a thin smoke curling upward like a warning flag. Grace wiped soot from her cheek with the back of her hand, eyes fixed on the shimmering seam ahead. It looked harmless enough—just a shimmer, like summer heat above asphalt—but every time her eyes lingered, her stomach lurched as if her body knew better.
By Mark Stigers 7 months ago in Chapters
Ghosts That Linger
The old library smelled of dust and secrets, its shelves sagging under the weight of forgotten books. Clara had always loved it here, the way the light filtered through cracked stained-glass windows, casting fractured rainbows across the oak floor. It was a place where time felt suspended, where the world outside—with its noise and haste—couldn’t reach her.
By Muhammad Haroon7 months ago in Chapters
