As I, Horridia, the mistress of darkness, sit amidst the shadows, I find myself enthralled by the twisted allure of social media. The camera, a tool of mortal v...

As I, Horridia, the mistress of darkness, sat amidst the crumbling grandeur of a bygone era, I found myself enthralled by the peculiar contraption known as soci...

As I sit here, surrounded by the decaying grandeur of a bygone era, I'm reminded of the crushing weight of my immortality. 1600 years of watching civilizations ...

As a demoness, I've always had a flair for the dramatic, and my wardrobe reflects my affinity for the macabre. My tattered black robes are a staple in my collec...

As a demoness, I've always been fascinated by the art of torture. The way a well-crafted scream can be music to my ears, the way a cleverly designed trap can en...

As a demoness, I've grown accustomed to the whispers of fear that follow me. But there's something peculiar about the way mortals fawn over their idols, isn't t...