Plant Horror

In the heart of a quiet town, a young woman tends to her plant shop, but beneath the surface of her lush, green sanctuary lies something far darker.... Will you dare to disrespect her plants? Tucked away in the corner of a neighborhood in Dosan, South Korea, is the Plant Shop. Shop owner Yoohee...

The girl he’d planned to marry shattered his heart into a thousand pieces. His best friend stabbed him in the back. He was heartbroken, angry, and ashamed. Then he met Fiona. Could she help put his life back together, or would her witchy ways lead him further down a dark and wrathful path? And what of the plant? It had grown from a cursed seed that he’d nurtured with his own blood. Vengeance has teeth, and sometimes it comes in the form of a flesh-eating ecological horror.

When Mara repots the cursed pothos plant that once bound her, she believes the nightmare is over. But the whispers haven’t stopped—only grown quieter, like an echo waiting to bloom again. When she discovers her late Aunt Lydia’s secret botanical journal, Mara learns the terrifying truth: the plant is part of an ancient lineage tied to rituals that feed on grief, memories, and souls. As shadows creep through her home, objects vanish, and her partner Daniel begins to hear the whispers too, Mara realizes the pothos is evolving—manifesting emotions it has devoured. When a neighbor ...

After spending a life wandering around, confused, anxious, and alone, Terra, a florist, acquires a series of six esoteric self-help discs that are designed to help those struggling to ascend to their higher selves from her sister’s yard sale.

Ava Montgomery has built a perfect life— a flawless home, a pristine garden, and a reputation rooted in control. Then something takes root in her. What begins as a stubborn weed in her prize-winning garden becomes an invasive presence beneath her skin. Ava’s body changes. Her hunger shifts. Her rage grows greener, older, and far more patient than she is. As the lines between woman and wilderness blur, Ava discovers the terrifying truth: some plants don’t just grow in soil—they colonize. While her teenage daughter races to save what’s left of her mother, Ava is drawn deeper into a ...

Two sisters, one bad tutor and an estate gone wild. Vascilating between the late 1800s and modern day, this "Little Shop of Horrors" tale explains what it means when the student(s) are really ready to take their teacher to task... It's all a bit tongue-in-cheek, until the vines get involved!

Bad men make excellent fertilizer ... The cult Korean psychological horror tale of revenge, reinvention, and what it takes to grow back. Perfect nutrients for fans of CONVENIENCE STORE WOMAN and MY SISTER THE SERIAL KILLER In the heart of a quiet town, a young woman tends to her plant shop, but...

When a struggling rural town accepts a “miracle donation” of genetically enhanced Venus flytraps, hope briefly replaces hardship. The plants grow fast, pests vanish, and Hollow Creek begins to believe its luck has finally turned. But beneath the soil, something else is growing—something vast, coordinated, and hungry. Mara Ellison is the first to sense the danger. The ground trembles under her feet. Livestock disappear. Strange ridges form across the fields like breathing earth. As the flytraps evolve beyond anything nature intended, their underground root network expands into a living...

This beguiling historical romantasy debut blends dark academia with the glamour of Bridgerton, as a scholar of magic investigates her sister’s murder—perfect for fans of Heather Fawcett and H. G. Parry. In an alternate London alive with botanical magic, Elswyth Elderwood is a thorn among...

“Kelly differentiates characters smoothly, and her youthful voice and enhanced articulation suit Anastasia's feelings of otherness.” — AudioFile Day of the Triffids meets Gretchen Felker-Martin's Cuckoo. This is just a story. It can't hurt you anymore. Since she was three years old...

Some towns bury their secrets. Cypress Hollow planted its. Lana Gray knows every locked case, warped floorboard, and forgotten rumor inside the Civil War museum where she works. But when a grieving widow begins speaking to the river, roots creep through floor vents, and something impossible appears beneath the town, Lana realizes the past is not staying buried. Something under Cypress Hollow is waking. It moves through spores, soil, old buildings, and bad memories. It speaks in voices the living should not hear. It leaves spirals in glass, vines in blood, and seeds where secrets should have...

🎃👻 Why did the undead chicken cross the road? To get to the fool's house. Knock, knock! Who’s there? …The undead chicken😆😅😂🤣 – 🧟♂️🧠 written by unknown undead. Get ready to howl with laughter (or moan, groan & face-plant 😱🤣) this Halloween! Prepare for spine-tingling, side-splitting chills with the ultimate 🎃 categorized collection of Halloween & Horror Humor that’ll tickle your funny bone🦴🩻 & leave you cackling like a witch 🧙♀️💀! Get buried alive in an utter avalanche⛷️🏂 of face-planting😒🌵 BAD (😈 EVIL?) DAD jokes -...

Marcus Lindeman had eleven fields to fill in on a succession form and could not make himself type a name into field ten. He was fifty-seven years old. He had written the AI ethics framework that half the industry taught, and he ran the largest machine on earth out of a converted control room on Three Mile Island, and at one o’clock in the morning on the fourteenth of March he asked it a question nobody had authorized him to ask. The answer came back in four hours and eleven minutes. Nine items. Six of them off a pharmacy shelf. Take them for a hundred and eighty days, then stop completely...

H Is for Hell is the eighth book in an epic series of 26 horror anthologies. In this book, you will find a collection of 13 horrific tales from some of the most talented independent horror writers on the scene today. Each tale brings to life a different vision of Hell, each unlike anything you have heard before. H Is for Hell will take you to the depths of the Underworld, and you may not return unscathed.

Brought to you by Penguin. THE PLANET HAS ALWAYS CALLED TO JILL, BUT ITS SECRETS MAY CONSUME HER. . . Swallowed is a dark, psychological sci-fi novella where obsession, romance, and horror intertwine on a planet that seems too perfect to be real. Earth is broken beyond repair. The Planet is our...

The Spooky Forest was once a place of legend now it festers with black oil and whispers that devour the soul. Freed from her crystalline prison, Vodo, a dark elf succubus of unspeakable power, spreads corruption through the land, birthing tentacled horrors and twisting nature into nightmare. Enter Vali, the lion headed Lord of Vengeance, wielding plasma light and unbreakable resolve. Alongside him: Alyssa, a rogue librarian of arcane lore, and her daughter Natalie a carnivorous plant-child with a taste for evil. Together, they must confront the grotesque tide of living oil, eldritch ...

Tammi found this odd book once, buried in those she actually bought in a second hand store by the used grocery sack full. It was a strange book. She read, " The Way Back: Journey of the Zombies." Wierd or wonderful, she was not sure, but she began to read it.

The Night of the Living Vines Some things should never be unearthed... When best friends Lily and Samantha discover strange vines overtaking Lily’s backyard garden, they think it’s just a weird plant growth spurt. But these vines are different—they twist and move on their own, creeping closer to the house with every passing day. As the vines grow more menacing, the girls dig deeper into their eerie origins and uncover an ancient secret buried beneath the soil. With the help of Mr. Howard, a local gardening expert, Lily and Samantha realize the vines aren’t just plants—they’re ...

These women in white are a type of ghostly spirit creature that commonly frightened men, women, and children. They have existed for centuries and appear all over the world. As ghosts they possess enhanced strength and speed, surpassing that of any human being.

The moon hung like a crimson eye in the velvet sky, casting long, skeletal shadows over the dilapidated church that stood sentinel in the ancient graveyard. Within its crumbling walls, a figure stirred, her raven hair cascading down her back like a silken shroud, her dark eyes glittering with a seductive fire. She was a creature of the night, born of darkness, consumed by a thirst that no mortal could ever quench.