Public Domain Horror Art Novels & Stories

It's going to be a short work. 4. It's the author's first attempt at horror and this kind of genre. Apologies if it sounded like a comedy, I'm not trying to make it a comedy. Pinky promise. 5. Author has many more works, check out her website, Youtube, discord and all for more. Insanity is her inspiration. 6. This is a collab work with Goodgrief Sausagepen. Goodgrief is the Main Writer.

I have only 3 days left before miss Lauretta throws me out. I went to collect the bill for his meal,his girlfriend is a talkative. She talks like a parrot,I made to collect it as soon as my hands touched his,I felt a tingling sensation, I quickly took the money and left. He stood up and left. I counted the money,while counting it I saw a note.. "COUNTRY CITY MALL...7PM" Oh my god he left a note,he wanted to see me. I contemplated going. I didn't know him enough but, risks are meant to be taken .

I never realized how peaceful humans look when they are in the depths of deep slumber. Just by looking at one you would think all well within the world, and maybe it is but not in my world. As I watch Sky sleep I realize two things, one being that I have finally embraced the fact that I'm a nonhuman and the other is that for the first time in my life I am truly scared. For the last few days all I have been feeling this intense fear, gut wrenching fear that at any moment one of the demons after me would come and kill the love of my life. Hence why I have been watching him sleep and basically following him around for days now.

My eyes closing and sleep taking over me. Once again the faces of my past haunted my dreams. Only this time I could place each one by name. Mum, Dad, Lilith, Lucas, Darren, Lucifer, and the last face was the scariest of them all, the man who came for my mother. Lucien, my Uncle.

It swirled in lazy patterns with every step I took, making it obvious no one had been in here for years. The stillness in the air felt heavy and untouched, as if the room itself had been holding its breath, waiting for someone to return and disturb it. Drawings covered the walls, some pinned haphazardly while others were curled at the edges where the adhesive had failed. They depicted all kinds of things, but the majority were creatures twisted, nightmarish things with too many limbs, hollow eyes and gaping mouths lined with jagged teeth. Among the creatures were strange Landscapes places that looked warped and wrong, as if reality had stretched too thin. There were also people, some drawn i

"The second is The Whispering Void. A psychological world. It attacks your mind directly, bypassing physical defenses entirely. It shows you your fears, your failures, your worst possible futures, and it makes them feel absolutely real. You'll experience every trauma you've ever suppressed, every nightmare you've tried to forget, every anxiety amplified to unbearable levels. Deadies have been known to go completely, irreversibly insane within minutes of entering. You'll need to cross it in four hours while maintaining your sanity and sense of direction in absolute darkness." The second image was somehow worse in its simplicity. Just darkness. Absolute darkness that seemed to move, to breathe

Jaxon chuckled loudly, a mischievous glint flashing in his eyes. He loved how she could get possessive about little insignificant things. “Enjoy your little sex toys, Lexi.” He sent a mind link to her. Lexi just grinned drily. “Thank you for your care,” she rolled her eyes, then returned to Light’s lap. Mike noticed dark shadows moving slowly along the wall and the creepy art piece hanging on it. The painting showed tall, monstrous figures with bull-like horns, and wings made of swirling black smoke. Their disfigured faces twisted with pleasure. They were dressed in flowing red and their dark eyes were similar to the Blackwoods brothers.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself inside a game world. The title "Family of Four" screamed wholesome parenting sim to me. I quietly looked around at the other players who had entered with me. A lot of them were terrified of this new environment, and several men were cursing loudly. Among the crowd, a veteran player named Mike Bates started explaining the situation. "This is an infinite horror game. The only way to clear it and revive is by getting an SSS rating. Otherwise, you will be killed by the boss." "How do you even get that kind of rating?" a college girl asked.

[ A COLD NIGHT AT DEMONS DOMAIN!] ••• A place; haunted and forbidden to disclose its presence in the human world. A gothic-designed building— so mighty and depressed; built highly at the top where darkness and gloom happily embraced the domain. With many tales describe it as a cursed house where demons dwell. Many; including creatures that are said to be from fairy tales, dare not to set foot near its doorstep— the forest of SKÓURO KÓKKINO.

My eyes scan the portraits one by one, trying to find inspiration, when my eye travels to a corner I rarely venture to look at. I swallow. My eyes lock on the all-black painting. The only color is a pair of red glowing eyes. This. This image is of my nightmares. I was plagued for years with this image. I haven't thought of it in so long. A shiver shoots up my spine as I break my eye lock and return to my blank canvas. **** I painted for a bit, but decided I needed to ground myself a bit more. I head downtown to a little neighborhood I like to call Hallow Glen. I don't know why. I just like the way it sounds.