Red Heels in the Hostel Night
Red Heels in the Hostel Night

Red Heels in the Hostel Night

Urban 3 Chs Completed 147 Views
Author: Anaya Reddy
About
Table of Contents

Synopsis

When hostel pranks turn sinister, Rohit is haunted by the laughter of invisible girls and the click-clack of cursed red high heels. After his friend Kunal dies mysteriously, Rohit’s nightmares blur into reality—leaving blood, betrayal, and a missing lover in their wake. In a hostel where every secret hides a ghost, Rohit must survive the night or become the next to vanish.

You may also like

The Night My Roommate Went Mad
The Night My Roommate Went Mad
4.7
When Arjun returns to the hostel, he's unrecognisable—covered in blood, tearing off his own skin, and howling outside our locked door. As panic spreads through the WhatsApp group, we realise the 'madman' is one of our own, and whatever infected him could be coming for us next. Trapped by fear, betrayal, and the stench of death, we tie ourselves to our beds, knowing that by morning, any one of us could turn into the next monster.
Framed by the Class Fund: Hostel Scandal
Framed by the Class Fund: Hostel Scandal
4.7
At 2:30 AM, Sneha’s name appears atop the class fund spreadsheet—accused of stealing ₹5000, shamed by the entire hostel, and hounded by furious classmates desperate for refunds. But when she digs deeper, a shocking betrayal emerges: the real thieves are hiding behind their own awards, using everyone’s money to line their pockets. In a world where reputation is everything, can Sneha clear her name before her izzat is ruined forever?
I Unlocked the Door for a Dead Woman
I Unlocked the Door for a Dead Woman
4.7
Rohan makes his living sabotaging locks, but tonight’s late-night call to Flat 1404 leads him straight into a nightmare. The woman who begged for help is either a terrified soul—or already a corpse, lying headless in a blood-soaked saree on the stairwell, her phone still ringing with Rohan’s number. Trapped between guilt and terror, Rohan realizes he may have opened a door that should never have been unlocked.
Trapped by the Dead Girl’s PayTM Game
Trapped by the Dead Girl’s PayTM Game
4.8
On Diwali Eve, thirty-four students are locked inside their hostel classroom, forced to play a deadly WhatsApp and PayTM game sent from the account of a classmate who died days ago. Each round, the unlucky must perform humiliating or fatal tasks, while betrayal and old secrets explode in the suffocating dark. With every PayTM jingle, the line between superstition, guilt, and supernatural vengeance blurs—no one can leave, and only the luckiest will survive till morning.
What Happened on the Big Round Pillar?
What Happened on the Big Round Pillar?
4.7
Eight city strangers, four wild nights, and secrets traded under the stars—what happens when the jungle’s silence tempts even the most ‘cultured’ to break every rule? As a naive village guide, I watched city women and men shed their masks, risking reputations for forbidden thrills and midnight bargains. But the wildest part of the trek wasn’t the cliffs or the leeches—it was the shocking truth that everyone, even the quietest girl, was hiding something scandalous in the dark.
His Touch Controls Me: The Intersex Roommate
His Touch Controls Me: The Intersex Roommate
4.7
Kabir, secretly intersex, gifts his cold, unattainable roommate Arjun a mouse—only to discover that every touch on it sends shivers through his own body. Now, trapped between humiliating desire and the fear of exposure, Kabir must endure Arjun’s daily, oblivious torment while their hostel gossips and WhatsApp aunties cackle over every move. But when a rival confesses to Arjun, Kabir faces a heart-wrenching choice: risk everything for love, or lose Arjun forever.
She Sold Her Nights, I Risked My Life
She Sold Her Nights, I Risked My Life
4.7
He was a shy college graduate; she was '25', the club girl whose world ran on quick tricks and heartbreak. When her mother's locket is stolen, he faces Pune’s deadliest gangster, risking blood and bone for a woman he barely knows. In a city of secrets and shame, will one desperate act buy him her love—or cost him everything?
The Serial Killer Checked Into My Hotel
The Serial Killer Checked Into My Hotel
4.7
When a masked stranger drags a lifeless beauty into his Lucknow hotel, the owner smells a fortune—until the CCTV reveals a nightmare: the girl is dead, and her killer plans to butcher her inside. Trapped between the police and a cold-blooded murderer who now has his number, he must choose—save his family’s honour, or become an accomplice to a crime that will destroy everything. In the sweltering heat, one wrong move means death, disgrace, or both.
Trapped in the Serial Killer’s House
Trapped in the Serial Killer’s House
4.9
Sneha thought she’d found a saviour, but Kabir—the town’s most handsome hero—locked her in a house of horrors, where corpses piled higher than her hope. Forced to survive by crawling over the dead, she must choose: stay silent and die, or risk everything to expose the devil behind the prince’s smile. In a land where shame kills faster than knives, her confession could doom her forever—or set her soul free.
Defamed for the Topper’s Love
Defamed for the Topper’s Love
4.7
When my photo lands on Rajpur College’s infamous confession wall, I become the campus villain overnight—targeted, humiliated, and labelled for a rumour I never started. With Priya, the transfer queen bee, determined to steal my seat and the class topper’s heart, I’m forced into a public war where every chai break and stolen glance becomes hostel gossip. In a college where one post can ruin your life, can I survive the drama—or will the truth be buried under a hundred anonymous confessions?
Mistaken in Bed: My Girlfriend’s Twin Trap
Mistaken in Bed: My Girlfriend’s Twin Trap
4.7
One drunken night, I kissed the wrong woman—my girlfriend’s bold twin, Ritu. Now Ritu is blackmailing me to play her boyfriend for seven days, threatening to ruin my only chance with Neha. With family honour, forbidden lust, and betrayal at every turn, can I escape this tangled web before my life—and love—are destroyed?
My Flatmate Ran Out Naked
My Flatmate Ran Out Naked
4.6
Mumbai rent forced us together, but nothing prepared me for the day Meera, my gorgeous yet infuriating flatmate, sprinted out of the bathroom—completely naked—right into my arms. One electric shock, a broken door, and three seconds of pure embarrassment later, everything changed between us. Now, every shared meal and stolen glance hides a secret we can never tell our families—or ourselves.