Horror

The Midnight Manor
The gravel cracked and crumbled underfoot as vapor escaped my lips to join the fog. This hallowed gray hour, that was no longer evening, and yet not quite the dead of night, passed slowly leaning closer toward the latter. The cold swept through the wind, like knives piercing through thick layers of coating straight to my bones. I allowed myself one last look back before getting in the car. As I got in, I let the clank of the door ring in that overwhelming silence, and sat hoping the past would always remain sealed and concealed behind a barrier of thick gray fog.
By Moonlit Writes4 years ago in Fiction
Invisible
Next time you get into an elevator occupied by strangers, notice how everybody avoids looking directly at you. There might be a passing glance or a friendly smile lasting just a second, but then it’s a feigned interest in the elevator buttons, or their shoes, or the doors straight ahead. They pretend you aren’t there. You’re guilty of this too, I’d bet.
By Scott Kessman4 years ago in Fiction
The Eye
She woke abruptly to the smell of plastics burning. Dirty stinky dark fumes. It was still night. She should have been alone. She lay still and quiet and listened in her nest of blankets like a mouse in grass.
By Kat4 years ago in Fiction
Murder and Betrayal
“Oh, no! What did they do to me?” His angry outburst lined his throat with disgust. He then staggers to the kitchen, heading to the sink. He was hoping to try and make himself throw up, to get the poison out of his system. Realizing that his time was growing near. Earlier he had gone out with friends for dinner
By Flossie Gierke4 years ago in Fiction
SledgeHammer: Good Vs Evil
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By Victor Robinson II4 years ago in Fiction
The Swim Club
The crickets were loud in the grass but Oakley hadn’t caught one. The humming and buzzing dry grass end of summer, one last camping trip, this time lakeside. Oakley ran ahead in the sand and circled round kicking it up while his parents set up a blanket, shade tent, and other elements of home base. Mother found a chewy toy for the baby.
By Kat4 years ago in Fiction
Hunger. Content Warning.
He hurts. Deep in his gut, in empty churning spasms, the acids and digestive fluids that fight for sustenance finally settle on the slow process of destroying his stomach from within. He is hungry.
By Meredith Lee4 years ago in Fiction
A Little Bit of Ghosts
The city of Melbourne became a ghost town after an intense explosion took place at the Melbourne city mall. Ever since that day strange events started to happen around the area and people stopped visiting the city and soon the city became an unoccupied and deserted land. The explosion destroyed the face of the city and many lives.
By Joel K John4 years ago in Fiction
Haunted doll Harold
One of the most terrifying things in the world are haunted dolls, what will happen to you if you buy a doll for one of your children and then discover that the doll moves at night on its own and scares them, what will you do?
By Samara Ben4 years ago in Fiction
Selent Death
And what after you bring the jinn, demons and orcs, will you then be able to dismiss them? Before you answer, listen to my story until the end, and then do what you want. The matter is never easy and not as you think. Death is one, and terror has many faces.
By Samara Ben4 years ago in Fiction
Finders Keepers Finders Weepers
I wouldn’t exactly say there’s an art to this, but there’s definitely a process. What you’re looking for, first and foremost is someone unlikely to be carrying a weapon, or anything that could be used as one. Next up is how much money they’re likely to have. Can’t always tell, but chances are good that if they look like they’re worth knocking over, they are. Make sure you know the area, any rat runs and exits, especially ones you can’t get a car down and avoid anywhere busy: any street with lots of people is gonna have at least one who can see tomorrow’s headline being ‘Local hero thwarts mugger.’ After that it’s all up to whether you’ve got the balls to go through with it. For me, not an issue. It won’t win me many friends, but I like it. When someone’s in front of you, especially someone who thinks they’re better than you, but you know that you’re prepared to go that much further than them because they’re soft and weak and you’re not, it’s a good feeling. It must be how those big balls CEOs feel all the time. It doesn’t matter that they fancy themselves and think they’re a bit tasty. It doesn’t matter what they’ve always thought they would do in this situation. From the moment I step out in front of them, I’m in total control. Some boxer once said: “everyone’s got a plan until they get hit in the face.” He’d be good at this, whoever he was.
By Will Tudge4 years ago in Fiction
The PiggyBack Ride
Once there was a married couple who had one young son. Even before their son was born, their marriage was on shaky ground. They disagreed and argued almost over everyting. As the years went by, the mother and father fought all the time. Their arguments became more frequent and they talked about getting a divorce.
By Mr. Jax 4 years ago in Fiction