Horror Steam Punk

This is a rigorous multiverse cultivation novel! Watch the protagonist, Zhong Shenxiu, as he wanders through various realms, pursues longevity, explodes the system, and becomes the master of the multiverse. Here, there are modern martial arts, classical cultivation, jianghu of Cthulhu, horror worlds, steam punk… Infinite worlds, infinite possibilities, all in the 'Lord Shenxiu'!

A sudden and unprecedented event occurred and took place on Earth. A fissure instantly appeared in the clear blue sky, revealing a void devoid of any light beyond, instantly covering the whole planet, leaving no Life, no Hell, and no Paradise behind... Hence the start of a new chaos and a great beginning of life devoid of any hope began. In this apocalypse and lawless world without any limits set upon its beings, a silent dark wisp took form. A wisp that was bound to become the Horror of All was born... "Wait… I’ve become a Ghost?!" _______________________________ Bonus Chapter; Power Stones, 200 PS = 1 Chapter 400 PS = 2 Chapters 600 PS = 3 Chapters ... Golden Ticket, 100 GT = 1 Chapter 200 GT = 2 Chapters 300 GT = 3 Chapters.

Standalone horror stories, approximately 500 to 1000 words per chapter, with each story fully independent of the others. If a character's name appears in multiple stories, it should not imply a connection between them unless explicitly noted otherwise.

This book is for Horror stories Lover, you will love and enjoy the horrifying and thrilling stories. Stay tuned for every chapter!

I fell into a crazy world.

Lothair is a serial killer who detest imperfection on human’s facial features, which resulted in him having a compulsory behavior of wanting to strip people’s faces. After he dies, he finds himself as Narcissus, a beautiful and adorable female NPC inside a state-of-the-art VRMMO world of the latest craze called Fallen Carcosa Online. But despite being a fantasy-filled game, the world feels strangely realistic. Too realistic, even. Game-like systems and magic exist but so do plagues, politics, economy, and the horror hidden in plain sight. When pried open, an actual human-like anatomy can be seen beyond the skin of the NPC’s face—with little to no censor. Everything feels too immersive. Except Narcissus, Lothair’s new identity. When Narcissus tried to scrape off the face of her new adorable body, she found an abyssal void with little to no end. This story marks the birth for the King in Yellow. - Warning, this story contain: Male-to-Female Genderbend, GL/Yuri, Occasional Futa MC, Yanderes, Harem, Self-Cest. - Follow the creative and attentive Narcissus, a nuanced former serial-killer who will gradually becomes stronger, experienced, maddening, horrifying, but also mature, wise, conflicted, and complex—in this near-endless journey. Where souls unsung and tears unshed. In the land of Lost Carcosa.

Waking up to a pounding headache, Sol widened his eyes to discover his hands covered in blood, and spotting a figure dressed in all black carrying a gun, slowly disappear into the shadow. Explore the protagonist's journey to find his killer in the era of steam and machinery while unraveling the truths of this world.

Author: Sook-im Translation credit: Eatapplepies Synopsis: I was transported into the romantic fantasy novel my younger sister was reading, not as the male lead but as the second male lead. If I remember correctly, this punk is fated to go into war in the future and die in the male lead’s place. Okay, I’ve made up my mind. Let’s not go anywhere near the main characters and stay healthy until I can go home. This has some translated chapters and remaining mtl

Damien nearly ended the world. Now, his mistake might be the only thing that can save it. Good things come to those who wait. Damien Vale didn’t, and he ended up bound to an Eldritch creature from beyond the reaches of space. It has lived since the dawn of time, seen the world born and destroyed countless times, and wants to be called Henry. Unusual companion or not, Damien was still determined to go to a mage college and study magic. He wants nothing more than to live normal life as a researcher, but if Henry’s true nature is revealed, he’ll be killed. To top it all off, Damien’s teacher is a madman from the front lines of war, his alcoholic dean suspects something is awry with his companion, and Blackmist might possibly be the worst school in history. Damien has to prevent the end of the world, but he isn’t even sure he’s going to make it through Year One at Blackmist.

Born into a world of brass and sorcery, Damian adapts to a realm on the brink of calamity. A hyper-religious Victorian Empire, where steam-powered machinery hums with arcane energy, teeters on the edge of war. Heretical forces, eldritch horrors, and warfare threaten to consume everything. Yet Damian doesn’t belong. His past is fragmented, his memory fractured—except for one truth: he’s read about this world before. Yet the story keeps changing. The more he remembers, the more events shift unpredictably, characters defy their roles, and calamity rides on every action. As Damian navigates a tale of tragedy, clashing ideals, and conflict, whispers of his past grow louder with each passing day. Lost between the echoes of a life he cannot remember and a fate he cannot escape, Damian must uncover the truth of why he’s here—before the story swallows him whole.

The novel contains short horror stories. There are both supernatural and realistic stories. Book cover doesn't belong to me.

Kundan narrates a childhood trip to his maternal grandfather's spooky village, with strange and ominous events. Even though Kundan is warned about a haunted, strange garden, his curiosity compels him to venture into it, where he has terrifying experiences such as hearing his name being called out. His aunt and grandmother reveal cryptic information about the village's sinister past, suggesting famine, concealed secrets, and a landlord's involvement with his deceased grandfather. The novel provides unresolved questions regarding the village and the garden, combining suspense, the supernatural, and family ties.

When the Grey Mist covers the earth, the miasma corrupts the creatures, and the threads manipulate the minds of others, those red eyes will rest upon humanity and the very order of the world will go mad. Humans will fade into the background, clinging to life as they always have. In the first era, someone stayed. In the second era, someone woke up. In the third era, someone will rise again and again. Let the steam roar! Let the ancient technology shine! Let the battle between humanity and the anomalies, the oddities, the contamination zones never cease! May my Pneuma allow me to take this mortal body to challenge these beings! May my axe resonate with my heart! In the end, only humanity will remain, by hook or by crook! ------------------------- Cover made using AI. English is my second language and I'm using Grammarly for thoses mistakes I didn't see, so, if you notice one, comment, please! I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com

Autor: Pot Fish Chili 壶鱼辣椒 Sinopsis: Después de perder su trabajo, Bai Liu se involucró en un imparable juego de terror en vivo lleno de varios monstruos y jugadores con intenciones asesinas. Inicialmente, todos pensaron que Bai Liu era simplemente una persona común y corriente que se desvió del juego. Más tarde se dieron cuenta de que era este juego el que daba la bienvenida a su dios con la victoria y una corona de laurel que decía: “Bienvenido a casa”. Géneros: Supernatural, Acción, Transmisión en vivo, Aventura, Misterio, Horror, BL. 588 Chapters + 1 Extra (Complete) Libro 1/? Traducción hecha por y para fans.

Stepping into a bizarre and terrifying world, the collection of short and eerie films is sure to bring you an unprecedented unique experience! There is a mournful cry that comes from the gloomy ancient mansion every full moon, as if hiding a tragic past that has been sealed by time; On the midnight bus, under dim lights, the driver's blank face without any facial features, as well as the passengers' eyes oozing black slime, were accompanied by unknown fear.

Everybody knows middle school is full of terrifying surprises! Eleven-year-old, Monty Moonshine, dreaded going to his new middle school, in Stone Heart. Because he is a troublemaker, he gets away with everything. After pulling a prank in school in gym class, the principal and his parents send him away. Only to learn the true nature of his discipline would be to unleash his real monster spirit. By awakening a strange exchange student whose sleeping in the school basement. If the vampire girl, Traci Troll, wakes up, she'll hunt the middle grade students until they all become undead vampires. Monty and Traci discover their teachers aren't exactly from this planet. It's up to Monty and Traci to help the kids prepare for an alien invasion. Before the mortal human beings in their home town discover their middle school is anything but a serious mistake. Monty's parents try to drop him out of before the end of the semester. Or they may never want to learn the frightening truth that aliens are invading their middle school. The young students must survive the invasion before graduation. Because the aliens will rule the ghoul school and take victory in their celebration. And the grown-ups might not get along with the alien leader who is very mad at them for not believing they exist. The aliens want to show they can be friendly, too. To help the mortal human beings in the small town to make believe in their existence. So aliens can make anybody believe in supernatural life forces. It's all about believing and understanding the purpose of the alien leader who wants to take over middle school. Not before the young students discover the aliens have a weakness. To get them to get along with the human race. Or the school will attract ghouls to take the student's life force so the aliens can invade middle school. While the grown-ups face with the faculty members to gain knowledge about why they study about monster life. To keep them a secret against young children with a dark gifted purpose.

DISCLAIMER: This story is not owned by me. All rights belong to the original author and copyright holder. This copy is provided for offline reading purposes only. No copyright infringement is intended, and if the rightful owner requests removal, it will be taken down immediately. The washed-up magician Zong Jiu transmigrated into a horror, infinite flow novel about a survival show, taking the place of the cannon fodder who died tragically in the first evaluation round. This show was very interesting. Out of the tens of thousands of people, only a hundred people could survive, and the c-position (strongest contender) could even get a universal wish ticket. If it were someone else, they’d probably be scared to death. No one expected that Zong Jiu was not only unafraid, but also caused a sensational stir, shamelessly showing off his tricks the whole way. Once his tricks stopped, and his life could be considered safe and sound, he ended up in a rivalry with the novel’s big villain. Today you try to get at me, tomorrow I’ll get you back, back and forth, it’s pretty fun, heh. As a result, though it was just playing around, one time they got carried away and really did end up sleeping together. Watching the nemesis who was pressing him to the ground, Zong Jiu lazily lifted his gaze. “If you want to kill me then kill me, don’t speak nonsense.” Even when at a disadvantage, he showed no trace of fear, and actually continued to provoke him. That person used his ice-cold finger to trace his ear, and the action heading toward the aorta suddenly stopped. “What a pity. I’ve changed my mind.” — He was once very willing to personally give Zong Jiu death. Every day, he used to regret not gouging out his flesh, personally snapping his neck. But after this person fell into his hands, another, more urgent desire grew like weeds. Compared to winning or losing, he would rather see him crying and panting, with eyes red, begging for mercy.

Gears of Eternity: The Anvil of Souls A Steam-Punk Odyssey Where Broken Gears Birth New Gods IN THE YEAR OF COGWORK 237, When the Eternal Forge explodes, unleashing ERROR#47 corruption chains across three realms, blacksmith Aiden Anvil discovers his split iris holds more than 24 personalities—it's a cosmic forge where each fractured soul can reshape reality. THE CLOCKWORK APOCALYPSE BEGINS WHEN: Steam City's Blueflame Court orders mass memory purges through dwarf-crafted "Soul Crystals" The Dwarven Kingdom's star-map traps reveal mathematical plagues devouring constellations God's Klein Bottle Defense starts birthing stillborn galaxies in Vivian's stardust-woven womb TO SURVIVE THE FOURTH INDUSTRIAL APOCALYPSE, AIDEN MUST: Master weapons that bleed memories: Spring's Sakura Bow (each petal steals a lover's whisper) Winter's Ice Caliper (measures time in dying star tremors) Navigate warped battlefields where: Every gear turn in Steam Court overwrites someone's identity Memory Mines convert thoughts into combustible currency Celestial Forges demand sacrificial equations written in bone Choose between: Purifying Vivian's cosmic pregnancy (triggering Geneva Convention's Anti-Messiah Clause) Letting his 13th personality forge the "Perfect Machine Heart" (erasing human flaws... and humanity) WITNESS THE GRAND MECHANISM CRUMBLE WHEN: Ash Elin's ERROR#47 chains rewrite reality's source code (Ch.35 Airship Inferno) Rusty Maggie auctions the last antidote for mathematical plagues (Ch.180 Black Market Requiem) The final showdown at Corrupted Zodiac Forge demands payment in paradoxes (Ch.200 Eternity's Blueprint) THIS IS NOT A STEAM-AGE REBELLION. THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN GOD'S TOOLBOX FALLS INTO BROKEN HANDS. "A masterwork where Blake's 7th forge meets Gibson's neural lace." — SteamPunk Quarterly

The bravest are now mumbling masses, having glimpsed at the horrors that rest outside. The smartest are now fanatical zealots, understanding the only thing to do is worship them. There is nothing to know but fear.

‘The moment I faced its enormous eye, an unbearable headache struck me. Just by facing it, the amount of information exceeded what my brain could handle.’ Excerpt from ‘Things I Encountered in Space’ by Terra race space adventurer ‘Con Arche’. …No, I was just looking out of curiosity…? - This book belongs to 딸기홍차. - I'm just translating it and posting it on Webnovels. - This book does not belong to me. - I'll try to post regularly but I'm currently in graduate school and we're coming to a really important exam time.

The door slammed. I did not know what to do. I try to quite my breathe as I hear the sound of hoofed steps stirring through the darkness of the halls. I didn't mean for this to happen, it was expose to be for a laugh or two, but now there was no laughing to be heard. - Hello future reader, this is the author! This story is something I wanted to do for fun, so there will most likely not be any regular uploads of chapters, but I hope you'll enjoy my work! - Happy reading!

As the saying goes, "Hard times create strong men." It’s a phrase the Valorian nobles love to throw around, a shiny little motto they use to justify their oppression of the lower classes. Up there, near the sky, where the air is cleaner and the sun actually reaches, they live in their glittering towers, untouched by the rot that festers below. Down here, in the depths, it’s a different story. Rats gnaw on the corpses of those killed for a few dollars or maybe it was just a bar fight that went wrong, ending with one of the responsables with a bullet to the head. Who knows? Who cares? That’s just life at the lower levels. Brutal, ugly, and short. I’m one of the lucky ones, if you can call it that. Thanks to my aunt’s tireless efforts, I managed to claw my way into the Valorian Military Academy. Don’t let the fancy name fool you... it’s just a glorified cannon fodder factory. But hey, at least I get paid while I’m here, and that’s more than most lowlifes like me can say. Still, the question gnaws at me... Will I even live long enough to pay my aunt back for everything she’s done for me? Cadets like me are sent on patrols to "maintain order" in the lower districts, which is just a polite way of saying we’re thrown into the meat grinder. The mafias down here don’t care about uniforms or badges. They’ll kill you just for looking at them wrong. And today? Today’s my first time leading a small squad of cadets on patrol. We’ve been assigned to one of the "safest" areas in the lower districts... as if such a place even exists. The air is thick with the stench of decay, and the streets are lined with hollow-eyed faces that have seen too much and given up on hope. But that’s not even the worst part. No, the worst part is her.... This cheeto-headed girl!!

Horror

Raika used to be a Cultivator. She lived in a sect, fought in tournaments, and cultivated to spite the heavens, as a cultivator should. While she was never the strongest, fastest or wisest, she held it in her heart to never, ever give up, and to stand for her ideals. And then an Imperial Cultivator destroyed her soul organs and left her crippled. In a world with a sun made of flaming serpents, reality-defying entities running amok, and a timeless, all-knowing Emperor ruling all through the power of his Blades and the constant advances and experiments of his Divisions, Raika is less than worthless, unable to see and feel the blood of reality- but when it's surrender or madness, she chooses madness. Embarking on a new path, Raika will find strange secrets, hidden paths to transformation, and abandon humanity, sanity, and the rule of the Empire to become something far stranger and far more powerful than she ever thought possible. In a world replete with enslaved Daemons used as WMDs, reality-bending powers, eldritch-punk technology, and strange pathways of cultivation and magic, she'll have to find allies, confront gods and monster, and defy the Heavens, her own body, and common sense to find a way to become something new. Facing a millenia-old Empire rife with corruption and unknown plans, impossible horrors from the edges of the world, Daemons, Witches, and her own broken soul, she won't stop until she's become truly free- but what will it cost, and can her insanity match the madness of the reality itself?

All living beings have something they fear. But then what do the gods fear? They stand at the peak of the world. There shouldn’t be anything they fear…right? Well it turns out, all gods fear one person. Lucian Elysia. But who is this… being? And how come every god fears him? Read and find out —————————————————— The cover I used is not mine! If the creator wants me to take it down then he/she can contact me. Personal goal: 14 chapters/week Actual: 8 chaps/week release time: 23:59 Paris time (A.N: currently on hold) For illustrations join my discord server Discord server: https://discord.gg/muDMjJXv5h

Ecco qui varie storie bonus horror che scrissi nel 2019, più una in più riguardo il deep web. :) (Storie ambientate a scuola)

*ON HIATUS* Trevor Henderson – a Canadian artist and illustrator of all monsters he made, explore the depths and situations of the Three Friends, their deepest explorations, the mysteries and the monsters lurking and spying on them.. All eyes we're on them, watching every single step they take, with not one not tens, but hundreds of monsters in every single direction, but they are not seen.. due to the dark.. They disappear at past 6am.. but there are some creatures that doesn't disspear or run away past 6am.. but only if the wanderer is alone.