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Introducing our exclusive ParaHouse Autumn Equinox and Sabbot of Mabon instant download. Sabbat of Mabon, the Autumn Equinox, celebrated...

The antique brass door knob looked out of place while gleaming under M7 Station’s sterile lights, but it was an important relic on the...

Four words: Curious, cryptic, chilling, creative. That's exactly how we would describe Wandering Bones Trading Co. featured in this...

Father Daniel had seen many relics in his parish’s dusty archive, but none like the Holy Water glass bottle tucked behind a cracked hymnbook. Its faded gold gilded details, etched with a cross, shimmered with an eerie golden glow under moonlight, and the tarnished stopper gleamed like a fang. The Midnight Archive  crew labeled the haunted holy water bottle Artifact #17 . This bottle was a holy water vessel wielded by 19th-century priests to banish vampires. Father Daniel, a s

A female scientist battles time & UAPs across 1985-2025. Future humans guide us from doom—epic twists await in this sci-fi thriller...

Jasmine found a black heart-shaped locket in a thrift store. It was of heavy weight and had an ornate design to it, so she bought it.

Theo bought a black quill at an estate sale, its feather tip turned to a shade of green when dipped in ink.

In the fog-choked town of Ashwick, where streetlamps flickered like dying stars, the Ember Crown sat in a dusty case at the back of Mordecai’s Antiques, a shop that smelled of mildew and secrets.

Sam saw a silver butler's bell at a yard sale, its rim glowed when rung. So, he thought it was neat and brought it home.

Nina found a Victorian iron key in an antique shop, its handle glowing when held.

Calling all cosmic explorers, truth-seekers, and aliens! The wait is over. Our out-of-this-world UFO issue (July/August) of ParaHouse...

Lisa inherited a Victorian cameo that she pinned onto a brass frame for her dresser. Oddly though, its ivory face glowed green every day at dusk.

Tara bought a pair of purple velvet dice at a flea market, their red pips glowing green when rolled.

Milo found a brass lantern in a thrift shop, its glass panels etched with roses that shimmered green under moonlight.

Jake inherited a cracked mirror in an ornate Victorian frame design, but its surface was rippling like water.

Lila bought a vintage ladies brooch of a golden moth at an antique store. Its wings would move slightly back and forth that made a sound like the ticking of a tiny clock.

Tucked in a dusty pawnshop crate, Ethan found a small flute carved from bone, its surface etched with spiraling runes.

Hiking in the woods near my town of Bridgeport, I found a clearing that wasn’t on any map. In the center was a circle of bones—small, like from birds or rabbits, arranged in a perfect spiral.

My vintage '80s TV never worked right. I kept it in the garage for nostalgia, a clunky thing from like 1984 that I bought at a yard sale. One night, during a storm, it turned on by itself...