When a late-night plea for help sends Chisto racing to a deserted elementary school, he expects to face a flesh-and-blood threat. But the night air is thick with more than just danger—it's alive with whispers from the past. As the reeds sway and the shadows...

Justine Carrington has spent her life watching Langston Hollow slowly fall apart, but when strange black flowers begin blooming at the sites of every new tragedy, she realizes the town’s decay is more than mere bad luck. As she uncovers the chilling connection between grief,...

When Daniel lands a much-needed job at Deleo Incorporated, he thinks his luck has finally turned around—until he discovers a forbidden conference room shrouded in mystery and fear. As whispers turn to warnings and nightmares bleed into reality, Daniel and his new colleagues are drawn...

When Ty moves back to his crumbling childhood home to care for his ailing mother, he hopes to forge a better life for his daughter, Zoe. But the house—and the strained family dynamics inside it—hide more than painful memories. As they navigate a decaying home,...

When Donovan Kimble accepts a post at a remote lighthouse, he thinks he’s found a quiet way to make peace with his past. But a midnight knock during a brutal storm sets off a chain of events that reveals the lighthouse's true, harrowing purpose—and the...

When hospice nurse Marla Keene accepts a position at the remote Granger House, she expects a quiet place to help patients through their final days. But Granger House is not what it seems. As the residents utter chilling final phrases and reality begins to unravel...

Struggling with memory lapses and a growing sense of unease, Cal retreats deeper into his isolated world of puppet-making—until the marionettes begin moving on their own. With reality slipping and a silent performance unfolding around him, Cal must untangle the source of the disturbances before...

After the tragic loss of their son, Daniel and Melissa are desperate to reconnect with him—no matter the cost. As they explore near-death experiences and fringe science in hopes of bridging the gap, they discover that some boundaries are crossed at a terrible price. A...

Part I Rain hammered the train windows with a steady, insistent rhythm, as though trying to force its way inside. Tina Morales had always found something calming in train rides. The gentle sway of the car, the hum beneath her feet, and the long bands of fluorescent...

Part I Martin Avery had never ordered a clock. There had been no knock at the door, no delivery truck groaning away down the drive. Only the faint creak of his front gate opening sometime near dawn, followed by the gentle sound of something being set down...

Part I It was still dark when they arrived, though the sky to the east had begun to suggest the approach of dawn. Waverly Hollow Asylum loomed ahead like a broken stone crown, its silhouette jagged with rusted fencing that twisted upward like iron thorns. The...

Part I Eli Martin had photographed frostbitten tundras in Nunavut and jungles thick with steam in Suriname. He had waded through mangrove swamps in Myanmar, waiting for hours to catch the flick of a rare bird’s wing or the twitch of an ear in the trees....

Part I Emmett Coleridge had stopped changing the calendar. It still hung crooked on the side of the fridge, March 14th circled in red ink. Christina had written the note a week prior, reminding him they had dinner reservations. “No excuses, even if the firm is on...

It was supposed to be a fun weekend in the woods. The four of us had rented a little house with a backyard that opened onto six thousand acres of forest, or something like that. Honestly, I hadn’t paid that much attention to the details....

It was a cold spring morning, the type of weather that can confuse the soul. I thought we were past all of this. Everything in the world looks so kind and so friendly, so why does it feel so cruel? Outside the window, the fresh...

Part I The tomb was not where it had been. That was Marcus’s first thought as he stood in the moonlit dunes, the wind scraping sand across his boots and the legs of his pants. Each shift of his weight caused him to sink slightly into the...

Part I The candles flickered against the early evening air, their small flames dancing like fireflies battered by wind. One by one, they dimmed, their light extinguished as a restless breeze stirred the space between the trees. Heather stood among the clusters of townspeople, her vigil...

Part I It had rained the day before they arrived, though the air that lingered along the hedgerows and cottages smelled more of earth than of water. Andrew noticed it first as they stepped out of the narrow rental car in front of the stone-framed gate...

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