unikitty bedtime stories

Devil’s Bedtime Stories An Anthology of One-Shot Horror Tales > “Not all stories are meant to be told at night. Some were never meant to be told at all…” Behind every nightmare lies a truth that someone tried to bury. In this collection of twisted horror one-shots, each volume opens the door to a different darkness— where hotel rooms rewrite your soul, shadows remember your name, and monsters don’t hide under your bed... they tuck you in. From cursed lakes and haunted towns to devils disguised as bedtime storytellers, every tale in this anthology is a slow, inescapable descent into madness, dread, and the chilling possibility that you were never alone to begin with. Once you open this book, you're already part of the story. And the Devil never forgets his readers. This is not a book for sleep. This is a book for those who want to know what's waiting in the dark... For those who are ready to stop pretending the whisper under their bed was the wind. For those who understand: > Once you start reading… you can’t unread what follows. --- SERIES FORMAT: Each Volume = One Complete Horror Story Every Release = A New Devil’s Bedtime Tale No Endings Are Safe. No Truth Is Entirely Buried. Every Story Is a Doorway You Choose to Open. --- > “Once you read it, it knows you. Once you dream it, it never leaves.”

A collection of short horror stories.

Adult Bedtime Stories consists of various short stories which are children like bedtime stories but for adults with contents like drugs, sex, murder with the help of animals as the characters.

I suppose I've blocked everything else to protect myself because that's all I can recall. After that one rainy day, I never had a nice day. a collection of poetry, short stories, etc.

A book of all your favorite bedtime stories with a twist

Uni(उनी) is a Nepali word which literally means She.

Rey, begitu panggilannya. Remaja yang baru memasuki lingkungan sekolah menengah pertama ini mendapatkan pengalaman hidup di luar nalarnya semenjak ada suara yang selalu mengganggunya akhir-akhir ini. "Rey? Kamu Rey, kan?" Sial. Dia bukan manusia.

Siswa SMA yang sangat sangat suka fisika harus bertemu siswi yang sangat suka kimia karena buku catatan biologi, dan matematika yang jadi jalan untuk kedekatan mereka

"Enak banget ya jadi pacar Bima. Udah ganteng, jago olahraga, kaya, pinter lagi." Aku memutar bola mataku dengan malas setelah mendengar laras sibuk memuji Bima. "Lo suka sama yang berandalan gitu?" "Bad boy emang selalu menarik Uni. Sayang banget udah ada yang punya. Chika beruntung banget ya." Aku tak menanggapi, kembali melihat Bima yang sibuk mendrible bola. Banyak banget emang cewek yang naksir Bima, semua orang tau betapa kharismanya bocah berandalan itu, tapi satu-satunya yang bisa ngeluluhin hati pria es yang persis banget kaya kulkas cuman Chika. Ya... Itu sih kata mereka, yang mereka gaktau hubungan keduanya selalu dipenuhi keributan. Bagaimana aku tahu? Mereka juga gak tau kalau aku sudah berteman lama dengan brandalan itu.

Chase was born with no name worth remembering. No house to claim, no banner to carry—only the frail warmth of a dying father and the legend of a mother who vanished the night he first opened his eyes. And yet, in the quiet hours between sickness and sleep, his father still spoke of her as if she were something more than mortal—an echo of divinity itself, cloaked in mystery and sorrow. Years passed. Seasons came and went. And the boy grew beneath a roof of cracked timbers, with no fortune but the stories of the woman he would never know. But destiny has no need of crowns or titles. The story begins not in triumph, but in ruin—on a night when Chase wakes to the scent of scorched embers, the cries of a village being torn apart, and the first taste of the chaos that would one day carry his name across the world. For on that night, as the flames devoured everything he had ever loved, a boy was born.