Horror
Cold Moon High . Content Warning.
Cold Moon High: The Doll Chapter One The year was 1987 and Nikki Barnes was walking to school. She clutched a book to her boobs she wished she had. Her blue eyes shone like wet marbles. Her red hair shimmered with a sheen so brilliant it could blind passersby. She wobbled a bit while she walked. She could smell wet leaves as she walked. Orange leaves clung to her tennis shoes.
By DJ Robbins2 months ago in Chapters
Sacrifices for the Balance Chapter 1: She Almost Escaped
“So how did the girl escape?” Percival Abbot inspected the cord before him. It had been cut through rather messily; apparently, she had used a small blade to saw her way out. This was interested as as the perpetrator would have most likely ensured she was disarmed. He petted one of the two large wolves surrounding him. “Yeah, makes no sense.”
By Jamais Jochim2 months ago in Chapters
What happens when your past becomes a currency?. AI-Generated.
The first memory Kael ever sold was his seventh birthday. The cake's vanilla scent, his father's laugh, the warm glow of candles—all extracted in a five-minute procedure at the Mnemotek Booth. He walked out with 500 credits and a strange hollow space where the memory used to be. The official report called it "harmless cognitive decluttering."
By The 9x Fawdi2 months ago in Chapters
Ditched - All Chapters
I finished and published this long story or short novella of 6,000 words recently. I tried to link all previous parts of the story in the next one, so if you went along you shouldn't have been lost. This index is just to put everything in one place.
By Lana V Lynx3 months ago in Chapters
The Last Candle in the Castle
After the fall of the kingdom, the castle stood silent. Only one candle burned — a relic of the queen’s last night. It never melted, never went out. Travelers said the light moved as if breathing, following them with warmth or warning.
By GoldenSpeech3 months ago in Chapters
The Man, The Mountain, and The Climb
". . .He keeps climbing because stopping would mean surrendering everything he has built, every promise he swore to keep. The air thins as he ascends, and though he’s given everything—strength, time, conviction—the mountain gives little back. Once, it felt sacred to climb.
By Peter Thwing - Host of the FST Podcast3 months ago in Chapters







