Bella Vex Horror Show: Bitter Comforts: Terrifying Cozies

In the familiar corners of everyday life, something watches and waits.

Bitter Comforts invites you into spaces that should feel safe—a grandmother’s kitchen, the quiet of a childhood bedroom, an empty library after hours. Yet within these pages, comfort curdles into dread, leaving behind a lingering aftertaste of unease.

These are stories where the mundane betrays you. Where the chair that turns toward the door does so of its own accord. Where whispers between radio stations form words only you can understand. Where the face in the bathroom mirror blinks when you don’t.

Told with a knowing smirk rather than a scream, each tale serves its terror with a side of gallows humor. The horror doesn’t announce itself with fanfare—it simply slides into place alongside the ordinary, making itself at home until you realize it’s been there all along.

Some nights, you might find yourself checking behind the shower curtain, or listening more carefully to the sounds your house makes when you think you’re alone.

After reading Bitter Comforts, you probably should.