The Light in the Locked Attic
Every night at 2:13, a soft glow appeared beneath the locked attic door. She told herself it was a trick of moonlight. She was wrong. A dark fear story about place-based dread, inherited secrets, and the thing waiting above her bed.
The Cliff Path
When Mara returns to a seaside guesthouse to close it for winter, she expects damp rooms and lonely evenings. Instead, the cliff path behind the property begins answering her steps.
