Everything was fine until the trio of Sooraj,Madhav and Vishnu finds about the haunted house near the playground. And since they are teenagers high on hormones,they are hell bent on decoding the mystery behind the house. Will they? Won't they? Read to find out! Highest Ranking: #6:Horror #21:Mystery/Thriller
Inside of us are monsters. They are our anxieties, our pain, our anger. But the term monsters isn't just figurative. Real monsters live inside us, monsters who were once humans. Monsters who's anxiety and torment torments us just as well. Monsters who want to leave their cage. Monsters want to be humans again.
I loved her, even if she never knew my name. She was my Ariel, and I know I am her Eric. No matter what she says. #1 in short story on 02/07/18 This beautiful cover was a gift from @Kmbell92! If you somehow haven't yet, please check her out!
"They say life is fragile, and we're not all guaranteed tomorrows." My name is Phoenix, and despite my name being a bird that rises from the ashes, I can barely rise from my bed on a good day. I was born to be fearless, but I am in fact, a fearful wimpy girl who can't keep her emotions in check. I'm convinced God is...
This mystery/thriller short story follows the case of Ann Dawson, a murdered teenager, as a psychologist pieces together the oddities of the town and solves the holes in the case.
**Featured Story on Wattpad Fright & Mystery** How well do we really know the people we call our friends? For years Jaycee Thompson has been on the run. Trying to escape from the unknown monster who threatened and attempted to kill her, she has hidden her true identity as she hides out in another town. However when s...
A tale in which a thief with a double life grudgingly becomes a hero. ➳ Liana Mason has a life anyone would envy. Nobody suspects that the once orphaned girl grew up to be the city's notorious vigilante. She has been fine walking on the edge of morality for much of her life, but when an assassin arrives in her city sh...
Going through my pictures, I went to the one that I had just taken, and the phone slowly slipped out of my grasp. What had escaped my notice before is that the couch I had taken the picture on was against a window, which showed the backyard of the house. But in this picture, it wasn't an empty backyard. No, behind...
#1 in Mystery/Thriller ( 05/17/17 ) "I'm afraid to be alone with my thoughts..." "why?" "Because they're dangerous... and that makes me dangerous too." Copyright© liarsdiaries ™2016 ***will be edited soon***
