The Stranger Living in My House

When the baby in flat 404 suddenly stops crying, a Mumbai building’s WhatsApp groups explode with suspicion and dread. As cryptic messages and one chilling typo reveal the truth, neighbours realise someone—or something—is imitating them from behind closed doors. By the time the police are called, the real terror is already lurking outside their doors, waiting for the next knock.

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.

A lonely househusband’s life unravels after a forbidden night with a mysterious woman on a trekking trip. Torn between his perfect, distant wife and the wild passion of his new lover, his secret threatens to explode when desire, guilt, and fate collide in Mumbai. But when his wife discovers the truth, he must finally choose between duty and the one woman who makes him feel alive.

When a brutal, inhuman killer strikes on a night train, I cling to my Chacha ji’s side—his fear and secrets more chilling than the murders. With every compartment sealed and a deadly imposter lurking among us, even the police can’t save us. But as the men in black interrogate every passenger, I realize the real danger may not be the monster outside—but the family I trust most.

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.

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.

When her dead father rises with a stranger’s soul, she hopes for miracles—but instead, he sells her to a powerful old master in the city. Trapped in servitude, her only escape is learning to read in secret, while betrayal and poverty threaten to crush her spirit. Will she find her lost sister, or will her fate be decided by the whims of the living and the dead?

When sleepless nights and shameless quacks push him to the edge, a new tenant declares war on the colony’s most notorious couple. But revenge in Delhi isn’t simple—every act of payback sparks a fresh battle, with the entire building watching, hungry for masala. In a world where privacy is thinner than a Patanjali tissue, will he survive the madness or become the next colony legend?

A cursed ceiling fan claimed the life of their beloved son, leaving a family’s kirana shop haunted by whispers and dread. When a mysterious beggar warns of a midnight reckoning, old wounds reopen—and a stranger’s arrival under the fan stirs restless spirits. As the storm rages, a child’s innocent voice reveals the chilling truth: some debts of blood can never be repaid, and not every ghost wants to leave.

Forced into a scandalous marriage with Arjun, my silent, fragile stepbrother, I thought I could control him—but his pain and my own loneliness only grew behind closed doors. In the Mehra mansion, every act of affection twisted into cruelty, and every attempt at escape left me more trapped by guilt and longing. When the family finally turns its back, will leaving him behind set me free—or haunt me forever?

Everyone thinks cats are harmless—until I catch mine plotting my murder on hidden camera. When I try to get rid of it, the billi injures itself to trap me in a guilt trip, forcing me into a twisted game of survival and loyalty. Now, with my family and even the vet doubting my sanity, I must outwit the most dangerous creature in my house: my own pet.

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.