It was a late autumn night when I found out the truth, the kind of truth that chills your bones. My best friend, Jason, had done something unforgivable to my partner, Mia. We were all close, our lives intertwined since childhood, but that night everything …
Every night, when the moon hung like a thin silver blade in the sky, I’d hear the scratching from below. It began softly, like the rustle of mice in the walls, but would grow into clawing sounds, scraping and relentless, reminding me that he was …
In a small, rain-soaked town where secrets gathered like fog in the alleys, a peculiar man named Gideon opened shop. His sign, simple but strange, read: “For a price, I can take your guilt. What I do with it is my business.” People whispered about …
I’ll never forget the day my friend Sam finally got a taste of freedom. Sam had always been the kid who never got to hang out past dark, never came to parties, and didn’t know what a Saturday night with friends even felt like. His …
Once upon a cold autumn evening, my husband, Sam, convinced me to go hunting with him. I had always been wary of the dense forests surrounding our town, but he insisted, begging me to join him on his annual hunting trip. “It’ll be fun,” he …
Once upon a time, in a small, mist-covered village nestled deep within an ancient forest, there was talk of a strange figure—the boy without a name. Whispers of him drifted through the air like the fog that never seemed to leave the village. The story …
Once, in a quiet town surrounded by misty woods, there was a man named Vijay who adored his wife, Aarti. They had a happy marriage, but Vijay had one flaw – he was a compulsive liar. Not big lies, mind you, just the small ones …
Once upon a time, in a small town cloaked in mist, there lived a boy named Alex who had always been curious about the world. One evening, his mother noticed something strange—his shadow was growing faint, fading bit by bit with every passing day. At …
I make a living delivering food, working mostly the late shift when the city’s quiet and dark. It was a regular Tuesday night, the kind of night where the streets were empty, the silence almost overwhelming. I was almost finished with my shift when I …
Once upon a dark and misty evening, I decided to surprise my husband, Alex, with a dinner that I thought would be special—something he’d never forget. I’d been experimenting with new recipes, especially fascinated by old, mysterious cookbooks with ingredients that almost seemed supernatural. In …