TALES OF TERROR - Winners announcement!
ТОЛЬКО ОНЛАЙН: заберите подарок!

The results are in! We're thrilled to reveal the three winning stories from our Tales of Terror Writing Contest! 🎃
Brave enough to read them? Find them below...👀
TALE OF TERROR I 👻
I was playing Monster Legends late at night, trying to finish a breeding event. My monsters were battling normally, until the sound glitched—like a deep echo inside the speakers. The next fight loaded, but the enemy team had no names, just black silhouettes. When I attacked, my own monster screamed, and the game froze. I reopened it, but my island was empty. Every monster was gone except one, standing in the fog. Its name slowly appeared: “You shouldn’t have played alone.” Then the screen went black, and my reflection smiled back at me from the monitor."
TALE OF TERROR II 🧛🏼
Atop the black hill, Marquess Vlad raised his skull goblet while Marchioness Flawless danced through the fog. Every Halloween, their castle awoke thirsty. With a sharp grin, Vlad summoned spirits; Flawless lured the curious with her haunting song. But that night, something answered from the shadows—a heartbeat not their own. The candles died, a whisper crawled through the halls. For the first time, the vampires were not the hunters… but the prey. A scream shattered the silence. The Crimson Night had only just begun.
TALE OF TERROR III 🍬
Firesaur era un niño moustro obsesionado con las golosinas. Una noche en electra, encontró una casa que no recordaba haber visto antes. En la puerta lo esperaba Lord Hayman, un hombre con cabeza de calabaza y sonrisa tallada en carne viva. “Toma, pequeño”, dijo ofreciéndole dulces brillantes como brasas. Firesaur los devoró sin pensarlo. El sabor era delicioso… hasta que sintió que su lengua se derretía, sus dientes caían y su piel se endurecía como cáscara. Lord Hayman rió, arrancándose una semilla del pecho: “Otro dulce más para mi cosecha”.
Congratulations to our three winners, and to all who dared to share their amazing tales of terror! 🎃
