Horror

The White Christmas
Am I prepared for this Christmas? I am aware that many people have been anticipating their Christmas gifts since the beginning of the cold season. We dive headfirst into the holiday shopping season, searching high and low for the most thoughtful presents to give to our loved ones. Having a cup of coffee in the snow is a match made in heaven.
By Hazel Paradise3 years ago in Fiction
Ant Farm
FINAL TRANSCRIPTION OF LEAD OBSERVER’S AUDIO JOURNAL [Start of recording.] Progress Report 684 on Batch 43 of Homo sapiens on Planet 8547-E, Codename: Earth.
By J.S. Daniel3 years ago in Fiction
Snowman
This is a story for the Vocal "Weekend Getaway" Challenge which you can read about below. We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. This was a weekend in the middle of nowhere, me, my partner and kid and the dog.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ Page 90
Rhilo decided to keep his distance once again . He must believe in his stamina I thought , as he shot one wind ball in our direction. He jumped in the air and then shot one at the ground at a 60 degree angle . Propelling himself into the distance . We both dodged the wind ball and let it go past us . It kept going until it landed in a small pond sending all of the water in the air . The immediate area became misty and I went to Visceroy to tell him my new plan .
By Terrence3 years ago in Fiction
A Graveyard Romance
We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. It was our anniversary, and I couldn’t wait to celebrate with my wife. It was nice to get away from the kids for a little while.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ 89
After the dodge and gaining some distance , we hid amongst some trees . As so we could have the upper hand in our next exchange . Even from a distance we could hear Rhilo yelling out loud ." Hiding won’t work !" We could see where he was because , a strong gust of wind started to circle him as he walked around . He was destroying small trees in his path .Even the big trees were highly damaged . He walked around carefully and slowly while searching for us . As to be cautious for surprise attacks . While he walked around the wind surrounding him casually destroyed his surroundings .
By Terrence3 years ago in Fiction
The Isolated Cabin
We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. The GPS kept glitching but the comfort of seeing the final stop filled us with ease.
By Elsa3 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ Page 88
Rhilo jumped backwards in the air . He waved his fan at the ground . When he did that the wind instantly formed and then turned into a larger green ball . He shot it at the ground and launched his own body into the air to gain great distance from us . Then he spinned really fast again , waving his fan while mid air . Launching two green balls of wind at us this time .
By Terrence3 years ago in Fiction
A deal with the devil
Once upon a time I made a deal with the devil. The sky was an inferno of sunlit cloud on the edge of dusk when I found the Book of Yahweh. The desert was an orange ocean hiding stone pages that I prised from the depths of the icy tomb. I grinned, licking my lips as I recognised the ancient script.
By Mhairi Campbell 3 years ago in Fiction
Grandma Martha
It’s another hectic morning in the Richards household in the old farmhouse down Township Road 480 in rural Connecticut. The kids are getting ready for school, alternating sharing the bathroom between brushing teeth and peeing before the long bus ride into town. Gillian, the wife, finishes blow drying her hair and yells Goodbye! to the kids as they run out the door. She gets dressed and heads into the kitchen, throwing two multigrain slices of bread into the toaster.
By Kendra Marya3 years ago in Fiction
Too High
“Molly! You’re going too high!” Sam whined as she struggled to climb up after her sister, “I can’t even see you anymore!” Molly rolled her eyes and scoffed. She knew Sam could see her, she could feel her stubby little fingers on the back of her heel every other branch.
By Sukie Harper3 years ago in Fiction
Lest His Fire Cools Down
“We’re just not getting through to them,” muttered He Who Goes By Many Names, “and that’s got to change. Do you hear me?” He “raised his Voice”, which sent tectonic-scale tremors in waves, throughout his domain — “DO YOU?!” — to paralyze his unwilling charges, or else, to galvanize them into taking action, depending upon his preference of the moment.
By Eric Wolf3 years ago in Fiction