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Death Game
Prologue: Amidst the hustle and bustle of the never-sleeping city of Seoul, a man named Han Jiho feels trapped in loneliness and despair. Behind his charming smile, there is a deep wound. Since childhood, he has struggled to find his place in the world, but every attempt seems to end in failure. In Jiho's eyes, his life has been a series of sorrows and losses, and now he stands on the edge of a skyscraper, ready to end it all.
By Garuda Cipta Kreasinusaabout a year ago in Fiction
Soul Stealers. Top Story - October 2024.
The midnight moon disappeared behind the storm clouds brewing on the horizon, and I wanted to settle my tired bones into my bed before the torrential rains swept across the valley. As I peddled my bike toward my uncle's estate, I felt a shift in the night air.
By KA Stefana about a year ago in Fiction
Nightmare Door
There was only one rule: “don’t open the door.” That’s what all the parents in the town of Springwood, Ohio told their children about the house on 1428 Elm Street. 17 year old John Camp was walking home from basketball practice when he came across the house on elm street. He thought about what the adults in the town told him about not opening the front door. He slowly walk up the stairs of the porch and opened the unlocked front door.
By Joe Pattersonabout a year ago in Fiction
Door Bites
There was only one rule: “don’t open the door.” Sheldon was walking past the famous “Blood Door” on his way home from work. “It sure is a cold October night” he thought to himself. “What I wouldn’t give for a warm cup of hot choco-” before Sheldon could finish his train of thought the “Blood Door” caught his attention from his peripheral vision.
By Joe Pattersonabout a year ago in Fiction
A Shift in Perspective: How Queer Representation Opened My Eyes to a Broader World
A Shift in Perspective: How Queer Representation Opened My Eyes to a Broader World Exploring the transformative power of queer representation in media and how it deepened my understanding of empathy, identity, and the shared human experience.
By Md Obydur Rahmanabout a year ago in Fiction
The Wedding-Chapter 8
Chapter 8 Kelsey In my dream, we were happy. He brought me a coffee and rubbed my head as I pushed my hair out of my tired eyes. We had spent the night in our hotel room, on a nice vacation to the beach. I had just gotten a promotion at work to a Senior Copyeditor, and we had taken a week away to celebrate. The only thing I was worried about that morning was what I was going to wear to dinner. A printed linen set, or a sundress?
By Bria Lamonicaabout a year ago in Fiction
Queen Mother
Large fangs snapped at the stale air around us, intensifying with every slap of the blue whip against its hairy hide. The dark sock moaned and growled inaudible commands at the spider, aggravating the beast until it lunged for my throat with its eight legs.
By Kale Sinclairabout a year ago in Fiction
The 13th Door
There was only one rule: “don’t open the door.” Alexis and Jackie are in their care on their way to the camp grounds of Crystal Lake when Alexis decides to stop at the infamous Voorhees house on the way there. “What are we doing here, Lex?” Jackie asked. “I just wanna see it” Alexis replied. “See what?” Jackie asked. “The Voorhees House” Alexis began. “This is the family home of Jason Voorhees”. “Wait, you mean the Crystal Lake killer?” Jackie asked with surprise.
By Joe Pattersonabout a year ago in Fiction
The Shadow Strikes No More
There was only one rule: don't open the door. Some doors are meant to be closed or something might get out. When darkness meets the daytime the risen factor is, will the ghost see beyond the borders of humanity? It already knows since it is hiding in the shadows. It needs no whips, no chains, for those are the implements of lower human nature and shadow is far beyond that, even lower, if you can imagine that! Instead, it reaches its mark on humanity differently.
By Canuck Scriber Lisa Lachapelleabout a year ago in Fiction
