The Impostor Next Door Wants Me Dead

Trapped in her apartment by a chilling group-buy message threatening her life, a young woman must unravel the deadly secrets of her building before her neighbors claim her as their next victim. Every message could be a warning—or a trap—and trusting the wrong person means certain death. Will she outsmart the killer, or become the next gruesome delivery?

When her AI butler warns of a murderer inside her smart apartment complex, Harper thinks it’s a glitch—until she sees the headless corpse on the rooftop cam. With every resident a suspect and the building on lockdown, the killer is hiding in plain sight—and Harper’s odds of survival are dropping fast. The worst part? The murderer is one of her neighbors in the group chat, and someone just texted: Don’t trust anyone.

Every night, my new apartment turns into a nightmare—because my drop-dead gorgeous neighbor keeps using my address for her endless parade of late-night takeout. At first, it’s just lost sleep and fury. Then the cryptic marks appear, and I realize I’m not just a pawn in her influencer drama—I’m the bullseye. As creepy deliveries, bribes, and threats pile up, paranoia takes root, and every shadow hides a pair of watching eyes. But when a faceless stalker invades my home—leaving blood, fear, and a whisper through the door—I’m forced to wonder: is my neighbor the victim, the villain, or bait for something far worse? How do you fight back when the whole world seems to be watching, and you’re the only one awake?

Derek thought being a stay-at-home dad was tough—until his neighbors were murdered and he became the prime suspect. With police closing in and his own past as a surgeon casting suspicion, Derek must fight to protect his family and prove his innocence. But the real killer is still out there, and every secret in his building could destroy the life he’s built.

Lillian’s late-night craving turns into a nightmare when an AI predicts her death down to the minute—and her best friend, Natalie, knows too much. As paranoia tightens its grip, every knock, text, and shadow in the hallway becomes a threat. But the real terror is waiting behind the door across the hall, and Lillian’s running out of time to find out why.

I broke into the wrong apartment, only to hide from the owner—while her last victim’s body dangled inches above me in the closet. Now I’m trapped, forced to watch her drug and butcher her next target, terrified I’ll be next. My only way out is past the killer who already claimed my best friend.

Breaking up was supposed to be easy—just send in a friend to seduce her, catch her cheating, and walk away clean. But when Jackson hides in a hotel closet to record proof, he witnesses something no one could have predicted: his girlfriend Lillian murders his best friend with chilling precision. As panic mounts, Jackson realizes he's being framed for a crime he never meant to commit, and the woman he thought he knew may not even be alive. Each revelation pulls him deeper into a web of deception and horror, where every escape plan is a trap and every message could be his last. Who—or what—is Lillian, and can Jackson survive long enough to expose the truth before he becomes the next victim? When love turns lethal, who do you trust: your instincts, your friends, or the ghost in the bathroom?

Mason’s secret is simple: sabotage locks, rake in cash, and never get caught. But when a midnight call leads him to a terrified woman—and a corpse clutching the same phone that called him—he realizes he’s opened the wrong door. Now, haunted by guilt and hunted by something inhuman, Mason must face the truth: the next lock he picks could be his last.

When the baby in 404 fell eerily silent, our whole building went on edge. Now, my neighbor is missing, the group chat has gone dark, and the man next door keeps watching me through the peephole. I think I know what happened—but if I’m right, I might be next.

When Aubrey’s pregnant sister-in-law dies in a supposed suicide, the corpse opens its eyes and whispers a chilling warning: "Run, before it finds you too." Now haunted by the dead, trapped by family secrets, and hunted by something unspeakable, Aubrey must obey terrifying rules or become the next victim. But in Maple Heights, even the living can’t be trusted—and every answer comes with a deadly price.

Every time I die, I wake up at my front door—destined to be the first victim in a horror novel I can’t escape. Floating comments reveal I’m just here to launch the hero’s revenge, but if I pick the wrong ‘guy,’ I’ll die screaming again. The killer is closing in, and my only hope is to outsmart the story itself before I’m erased for good.

When a desperate motel owner lets a masked stranger and his unconscious date rent a room, he thinks it’s just another night—until he realizes he’s harboring a notorious serial killer. With hidden cameras recording every move and a dead girl upstairs, he’s trapped between turning himself in or covering up the crime. But when the killer discovers his secret, one chilling message changes everything: 'You shouldn’t have interfered.'