slasher

Don't open that door! Psycho made slasher films a hallmark of the horror genre; explore iconic hackers, slashers, and chainsaw-wielding psychopaths, from the safety of your living room.

Collateral Damage. Content Warning.
Hell is quieter than fire. It’s the silence I walk with, the silence I sleep beside after I "pray". I think of escape the way you think
By Meg J7 months ago in Horror
THE GHOST IN THE CODE - PART 2
THE GHOST IN THE CODE - PART 2 The buzz inside Pages & Prose was a symphony Elena thought she’d never hear again. It wasn’t just the murmur of conversations or the ring of the old-fashioned cash register; it was the sound of a heart restarting. For weeks, the shop thrived. The story of the tech-wizard who returned a library to save a bookstore was a potent local legend, fueled by a beautifully human-interest piece that, notably, never mentioned VeriTech by name. Noah had become a permanent fixture, his sleek laptop now sharing a desk with her leather-bound ledger.
By Homepinx7 months ago in Horror
The Villisca Axe Murders: Iowa’s Unsolved Nightmare That Still Haunts. Content Warning.
The crime scene that awaited discovery was horrifying: an entire family and two young houseguests brutally murdered with an axe in their own home. The case would captivate the nation, confound investigators, and leave a lingering aura of dread over the town.
By E. hasan7 months ago in Horror
The Devereaux Deaths. Content Warning.
They say it began in 1694, when Captain Jonathan Devereaux, lord of the windswept estate in Cornwall, returned from the Indies with a fortune carved in blood and betrayal. He had stolen from friend and foe alike, selling cargo that was not his and leaving shipmates to rot in foreign waters. But his greatest sin was darker still: a betrayal of his own brother, whom he left stranded on a reef to drown, while Jonathan sailed home alone with the gold.
By E. hasan7 months ago in Horror
The Mannequin’s Last Gaze. Content Warning.
London, 1897. Fog clung to the streets like a suffocating shawl, blurring gas lamps into smudges of yellow flame. On Savile Row, where gentlemen’s names were sewn into silk linings and fortunes measured in wool, one shop stood apart for its quiet magnetism: Wexler & Sons, Tailors of Distinction
By E. hasan7 months ago in Horror
The Smiley Face Murder Theory: Coincidence or Coordinated Killings?. Content Warning.
At the center of their controversial investigation was a chilling pattern: graffiti near many of the death sites, often depicting a crude but unmistakable smiley face. From this detail, the Smiley Face Murder Theory was born — a theory suggesting that dozens, perhaps even hundreds, of young men across America had not drowned by chance, but had been stalked, drugged, abducted, and murdered by an organized network of killers.
By E. hasan7 months ago in Horror
The Bell Witch Haunting: America’s Most Terrifying Ghost Story. Content Warning.
A Family’s Quiet Life Shattered In the early 1800s, John Bell and his wife, Lucy, lived with their children on a sprawling farm along the Red River in Robertson County, Tennessee. Their lives were simple, steady, and unremarkable — until 1817, when strange noises began to rattle the walls of their log home.
By E. hasan7 months ago in Horror
The Room Number 313
When I first moved near the university, I was desperate to find a place I could actually afford. Prices were insane, but then I saw an ad that seemed almost too good to be true: “Small room for rent, cheap price, available immediately.”
By subah alenzi7 months ago in Horror
The Room With No Windows
When I first moved into the old apartment building downtown, the landlord gave me one rule: “Don’t go near Room 6B.” I thought he was joking. The place was falling apart anyway—peeling wallpaper, flickering lights, and creaky wooden floors that groaned under every step. Why would one room matter more than the rest?
By subah alenzi7 months ago in Horror
The Taxi Ride I Wish I Never Took
I had always taken late-night taxis in the city, but something about that night felt wrong from the start. The rain poured in thick sheets, and the streets were almost deserted. When the old yellow taxi stopped for me, I felt a chill crawl up my spine, but I forced myself inside.
By subah alenzi7 months ago in Horror
The Keddie Cabin Murders: A Small-Town Nightmare That Refuses to Fade. Content Warning.
Inside Cabin 28, a nightmare waited to be found—one that would turn the town’s name into a byword for small-town terror. The Discovery
By E. hasan8 months ago in Horror
Buried But Not Gone
They say the dead can’t speak. But what if they were only waiting for the right moment? Act One: The Uneasy Beginning A small town cemetery holds hundreds of graves, each marked with stone, dates, and the illusion of peace. But beneath one cracked headstone lies something restless. Locals whisper about it—how the ground near the grave feels warmer than anywhere else. How the flowers placed there never wilt, but instead rot overnight.
By Dani khan8 months ago in Horror