Welcome to BERIES-5 Horror and Thriller!

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Get ready to be gripped by the chilling tension and heart-pounding suspense of the terrifying tales that lie ahead. Don't be surprised if you find yourself on the edge of your seat, anxiously anticipating what nightmare lurks around the next corner!

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Why is it called BERIES-5?

BERIES-5 is short for BEARly's mini series. This is the first series that I've had the pleasure of posting, featuring a captivating blend of genres for your reading enjoyment. The number 5 stands out, as each story consists of 5 captivating chapters.

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🐻📣📣 ATTENTION FOR READERS!📣📣🐻

Are you a reader that doesn't like to write and had already read our stories and you find it all boring and doesn't meet your interested point? Well how about make a story of your own! But how?? Simple as it sounds, follow these steps and became a writer, without even have to write with BERIES-5!

1. PICK and CHOOSE an available genre of your choice CORRECTLY,

2. GENERATE an idea or storyline of your own ideal or wanted story then TELL us by chatting on the personal chat. [Don't be afraid, we'll love your stories!],

3. TELL us the specific details like, (roles, characters, plot line, background, etc). Make it as DETAILED as you can,

4. Your story will be FINISHED in a few hours after we're done replying to you,

5. We will POST your name in the story/issue as a credit for your idea, (Exp: bla bla bla - Someone)

NOTICE: In this series, we'll NOT post stories that contains a MORE DARKER or MATURED CONTENT that aren't capable below 21 years old because of important matters, hope you understand and happy reading! <3

Do you want to send chills down your spine?

Do you like reading before going to bed?

Do you like Horror stories?

Here is a collection of creative horror stories that should send some shivers down your spine, each chapter has a different scenario and monster to peak your interests.

In a small Japanese town , a student passed away rumours plagued the school and it's students suggesting the student who died found the missing journal of a murdered student named Akumu and once you read her journal it predicts your death slowly consuming your sanity until you eventually see Akumu herself , then she takes your life to add to her collection of stories.

What will happen next?

When eleven people go missing in the small town of Quarry Station, Pennsylvania people start to question why. Thirty three year old lawyer, Ava Prendell lives every day with her head buried in a pile of paperwork so the disappearances of a handful of strangers doesn’t bother her. But what happens when she ends up right in the middle of the situation? Will she uncover the truth about where everyone disappeared to? Will they ever be found or will everyone forget that they even existed in the first place? More importantly, how will they stop more people from vanishing?

Here are some short stories that I have written. I strongly believe that each of these stories will leave you a good impression like a tasty meal in a restaurant.

Cage Sherwood is a five-time consecutive lottery winner and successful entrepreneur with more money than he knows what to do with. Now on vacation in Crestwood, his childhood hometown, he and his friend Chris investigate a familiar mansion from their past.

A hotel at the edge of everything holds mystery, monsters, and confusion for anyone who enters and cannot find their room in time.

Who would have thought that being forgotten came with such a price?

A two-faced dentist has a really bad day.

A psycho makes a killing in LA.

It was a dark and stormy night. The wind was howling outside, and the rain was pouring down in sheets. Sarah was curled up in bed, trying to get some sleep. She had just drifted off when the phone rang.

Sarah groggily reached over and answered the phone. "Hello?" she said, her voice thick with sleep.

There was a long pause on the other end of the line. Sarah could hear the sound of breathing, heavy and labored. "Who is this?" she asked, her heart starting to race.

There was another long pause, and then a voice whispered, "I'm coming for you."

Sarah's blood ran cold. She sat up in bed, her heart pounding in her chest. "Who are you?" she demanded, but there was no answer. The line went dead.

Sarah tried to convince herself that it was just a prank call, but she couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had settled over her. She lay back down in bed, but she couldn't sleep. Every little sound made her jump, and she couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching her.

As the night wore on, Sarah became more and more paranoid. She kept checking the locks on the doors and windows, but she couldn't shake the feeling that someone was going to break in.

Finally, she couldn't take it anymore. She got up and walked around the house, checking every room and every closet. But there was no sign of anyone.

As Sarah was about to go back to bed, she heard a noise outside. She looked out the window and saw a figure standing in the shadows. It was too dark to see who it was, but Sarah knew that it was the person who had called her earlier.

She tried to run, but her legs wouldn't move. She was frozen in fear as the figure approached. Finally, it stepped into the light, and Sarah saw that it was a man with a twisted smile on his face.

He lunged at her, and Sarah screamed. She woke up, drenched in sweat. It had all been a nightmare.

But as she lay back down in bed, she heard the phone ring again. She picked it up, her heart pounding in her chest.

"Hello?" she said, her voice shaking.

There was a long pause on the other end of the line. Sarah could hear the sound of breathing, heavy and labored. "I'm

"I'm coming for you," the voice whispered.

Sarah's heart was racing. She knew that it wasn't just a nightmare this time. She tried to hang up the phone, but it wouldn't disconnect.

Suddenly, she heard a loud noise outside. She looked out the window and saw a car parked in front of her house. The headlights were shining directly into her window.

Sarah tried to run, but her legs wouldn't move. She was frozen in fear as the front door burst open. The man from her nightmare was standing in her doorway, his twisted smile still on his face.

He lunged at her, and Sarah screamed. But then she woke up again, drenched in sweat. It had all been another nightmare.

Sarah was too afraid to go back to sleep. She stayed up all night, watching the clock until the sun finally rose.

As soon as it was light outside, Sarah got up and went for a walk. She needed to clear her head and shake off the nightmares.

As she was walking, she saw a man standing on the corner, watching her. It was the same man from her nightmares.

Sarah tried to run, but the man caught up to her. He grabbed her by the arm and dragged her into an alley.

Sarah screamed for help, but no one came. The man had her in his grip, and there was nothing she could do.

Finally, the man spoke. "I'm sorry," he said. "I didn't mean to scare you. I just wanted to talk to you."

Sarah was confused. "What do you want?" she asked.

The man looked down at his feet. "I'm your neighbor," he said. "I live in the house next door. I've been trying to get in touch with you for weeks, but you never answer your phone or your door."

Sarah was relieved that the man wasn't there to hurt her. "I'm sorry," she said. "I've been having these nightmares, and I'm really paranoid right now."

The man nodded. "I understand," he said. "But you don't have to be afraid of me. I just wanted to introduce myself and say hello."

Sarah smiled weakly. "Thank you," she said. "I'm sorry for overreacting."

The man smiled back. "It's okay," he said. "I'll let you get back to your walk. But if you ever need anything, don't hesitate to ask."

Sarah watched as the man walked away. She was still

shaking from the encounter, but she felt a little better knowing that the man was just her neighbor.

As she walked back home, she thought about what had happened. She realized that she had been so focused on her own fears and anxieties that she had forgotten about the people around her.

Sarah decided that she needed to start reaching out to others and building connections. She couldn't let her fears control her life.

When she got back to her house, she went inside and called her best friend. They talked for hours, and Sarah felt like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders.

From that day on, Sarah made an effort to be more social and outgoing. She started volunteering at a local charity and joined a book club. She even went on a few dates.

Sarah still had nightmares from time to time, but she was no longer consumed by her fears. She had learned that there was more to life than just being afraid.

A collection of horror stories I've written.