• Crime - English - Horror

    Echoes of Teesta Villa

    June 15, 2025 - By 

    Maitreyee Basu Chapter 1: The Blood on the Floorboards   The monsoon clouds had just begun to roll over Kalimpong’s forested ridges when Dr. Arjun Roy’s taxi took the final bend toward Teesta Villa. The road, snaking through damp pine groves and moss-streaked colonial fences, looked like a forgotten memory. Arjun watched from behind fogged glasses as the worn iron gates of the villa emerged from a curtain of mist—weathered, crooked, and latched with a rusted chain that looked as old as the town itself. He stepped out with his leather satchel, the thick scent of wet soil, mildew, and…

  • English - Horror

    Lantern Keeper

    June 14, 2025 - By 

    R. A. Mirza  1 The narrow winding roads of Himachal twisted like ancient serpents through the towering pine forests as the jeep rolled into the remote village of Kharota, nestled quietly on the edge of forgotten maps. The air was thinner here, tinged with the sharp scent of resin and mystery, as if each gust carried whispers of old gods and unshed secrets. The group of four researchers—Dr. Kavya Sen, a cultural anthropologist from Delhi University; Raghav Mehta, a young videographer with an eye for the eerie; Tanya Verma, a mythologist obsessed with Himalayan folklore; and Arjun Das, a skeptical…

  • English - Horror

    The Black Thread

    June 14, 2025 - By 

    Aaryan Sen Amaan Khan believed in facts. As a forensic journalist, he had covered everything from organ trafficking in Jaipur to political assassinations in Bihar. His articles were precise, unflinching, and deeply respected—because Amaan believed there was always a logical explanation behind every mystery. That belief began to crack the day he arrived in Bhimtara, a forgotten village cradled in the Satpura foothills. It started with a death—officially recorded as cardiac arrest. The deceased: District Magistrate Nalin Jadhav, age 41, no prior medical conditions, found slumped over his desk in the government guest house. But it wasn’t the death that…

  • English - Horror

    The Silent Temple

    June 12, 2025 - By 

    A. K. Murugan  The Forgotten Path Tamil Nadu in June was a furnace of forgotten ruins and rustling palms, but for Meera and Tara, it was another tick on their growing list of offbeat travel destinations. They had been crisscrossing India for over a year now, documenting haunted forts, strange folk rituals, and abandoned villages on their blog, Whispers Unheard. What started as a quarantine boredom project had become a modestly successful travel page with a dedicated audience eager for the eerie and unexplained. But nothing they had seen so far compared to what Tara found one night on a…

  • English - Horror

    Whispers of the Dandak

    June 12, 2025 - By 

    Priyanka Banerjee 1 The newsroom was always a chaotic orchestra — ringing phones, furious typing, coffee-fueled conversations bouncing off walls lined with award certificates and framed newspaper clippings. But Aparna Banerjee thrived in this cacophony. She sat at her desk near the window, where the Kolkata rain tapped like a Morse code from the skies, sipping lukewarm black coffee and scanning through online news alerts. She had a reputation — relentless, articulate, and unafraid. Whether it was child trafficking in Murshidabad or illegal sand mining in Birbhum, Aparna dove in headfirst. Her writing had teeth, and her fearlessness was her…

  • English - Horror

    The Fifth Floor at Dadar Heights

    June 11, 2025 - By 

    Karan Mehta 1 The humidity hit Nisha Deshmukh like a slap as she stepped out of the cab in front of Dadar Heights. Her cotton kurta clung to her back, damp with sweat. It was past 11 p.m., but Mumbai’s summer showed no signs of cooling down. The street outside was quiet, punctuated only by the occasional honk from a distant rickshaw. A few stray dogs lazed near an old lamp post, while the flickering light overhead cast long shadows across the cracked pavement. She looked up at the building—five stories of faded pink paint, streaked with years of monsoon…

  • English - Horror

    The Honeymoon Lodge

    June 10, 2025 - By 

    Arif Khan Arrival at the Lodge The winding road snaked through the mist-cloaked forests of Simla, flanked by towering deodar trees whose branches interlocked like conspirators. The hired taxi, an old white Ambassador with rusted edges and a rattling engine, coughed its way up the slope. Rhea looked out of the foggy window, her breath forming tiny clouds on the cold glass. Her fingers tightened around Aarav’s hand. “This feels like a scene from an old horror movie,” she murmured with a nervous chuckle. Aarav grinned. “Romantic horror, maybe. Like Honeymoon in Hell.” “Not funny,” Rhea said, swatting his arm.…

  • English - Horror

    The Sound Beneath

    June 10, 2025 - By 

    Nikhil Sharma Chapter 1: The Will The road to Pinehar was unforgiving — serpentine turns through mist-covered hills, pockmarked with stones that had tumbled down long-forgotten landslides. The air thinned as the taxi climbed higher, and the pine trees grew taller, standing like silent watchers over the hillside. Riya Sharma leaned against the window, earbuds in, music off, listening only to the rumble of the tires and the occasional hiss of brakes struggling against gravity. She hadn’t been here in twenty years. Not since that summer when her mother had brought her here to meet Uncle Mahesh — a wiry…

  • English - Horror

    The House of Shadows

    June 8, 2025 - By 

    Sumit Chakraborty The Letter It arrived without a stamp, wrapped in an old envelope the colour of forgotten books. Arna Sen noticed it only after the lunch break, sitting neatly atop her desk at the Kolkata office of The Bangle Mirror, the online magazine where she wrote a column called Lost Bengal. Her readers expected stories of abandoned palaces, unnamed martyrs, haunted train tracks, and love that rotted in ruins. She delivered all of that with careful prose and light skepticism. But the letter was different. The handwriting was slanted, hesitant. No name. No address. Just one line: “Come find…

  • English - Horror

    The Whispering Banyan

    June 7, 2025 - By 

    The train jerked to a halt at a nameless station nestled between dense sal groves and silent hills. Ananya Sinha stepped down cautiously, dragging her suitcase over the uneven platform. The dusty signboard above her head read, barely legibly: Kandara Halt. The air smelled of wet earth, turmeric, and smoke — familiar yet strange. She glanced at her phone. No signal. Typical. A rusted jeep waited near the exit, just as the letter from Kandara Panchayat Samiti had described. Painted in faded green, it bore the name: “Kandara Gramin Vikas Kendra.” The driver, a leathery man with sunken eyes and…