Corridors Stories

It's Evana Malone's first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry along with her best friend Chloe Harris. Both coming from wizarding families they are expect...

No one knows what they are and what they do... Care for a ride on this story?

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It was September 6 I started my new school at western high school I enter the door a lot of children was staring at me while I walk on the corridor it was so creepy and...

It's not a lie. I use to have bad nightmares at night and often they follow me in the other dreams. This is the second I wanna write down here.

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It wasn't the chaos. It was the silence. The silence in her head. It was the silence in her mind that drowned her. She had grown empty long before she ended the war. She...

Chronicling the life of my character in Hogwarts Mystery game. There wasn't enough fleshing out of the characters so I added more to it. At the bottom of some chapters a...

Deep in the heart of the enchanting Egeskov Castle, a haunting presence lingered, casting an eerie shadow over its majestic halls. The air turned chilly as the moonlight...

A teenager named Addy finds an application for a tourist attraction at an abandoned insane facility, she arrives and halfway through the trip, the group suddenly dies...

A new dog isn't what it appears. A cheater is stalked by a dark evil. A man chooses his path. Late night music isn't what it seems.

a guy wakes up in a seemingly endless maze of cold brick halls and doors he doesn't remember anything prior to waking up or even who he is will he escape the corridors...

A summer fair no one will forget.

They came to do what was expected: To Seed and Colonise. Billions were scattered - only a tiny percentage would find a viable, fertile home. One such seed fell to earth.

"Los Arcos" (The Arches) is the short story of a house and the family who had the fortune to live inside its corridors. It may have disappeared with time, but...

Waking up in the middle of the night brings out the mystery of everything....

Late night. Dark house. Nobody home. This is a very short chiller story that I wrote to distract myself from being scared on one of those dark nights.