thriller

The Illumination . Content Warning.
Given the fervor surrounding The Illumination, Jounelle felt a resolve to take part in the ceremony that was not her own. Pressure from her family and friends mounted against her, pulling in a tide of submission and acquiescence. She now anxiously or eagerly awaited The Teacher’s arrival; she wasn’t sure which. As the door to the small, empty room opened, she turned to face the man who entered. He had a tall, slim, and lithe build. He wore a well-fitted, deep blue suit that accented his frame. His eyes seemed to lock into hers immediately. Deference was her instinctual reaction to his presence. She lowered her head, averting her gaze. He moved closer, and Jounelle recoiled slightly. She caught her fear and stopped moving but couldn’t bring herself to look at him again.
By kp2 years ago in Fiction
Two-Lane Blacktop
Rain had let up. Patrick twisted the turn lever, setting the wipers to intermittent. A few drops gathered on the windshield before the blades stuttered across, flicked them away. In the pickup’s low beams, slashes of white glinted sharply on the blacktopped rural road but the edges faded to shadowy murk. He focused on the headlights’ reach, squinted as he passed an abandoned car on the shoulder.
By C. L. Nichols2 years ago in Fiction
Shadows of the Forgotten School
In the nearby forest, there was a school. But this wasn’t just any school; it was the haunted school of shadows. People said that strange things happened there at night like ghostly figures, shadowy handprints, shadows following visitors, and objects moving on their own.
By Ainy Abraham2 years ago in Fiction
The Legend of Jean-Claude Fin Damn
Jean-Claude Fin Damn, the mussels and brussels superstar, watched the timer, set to sound after a minute, dripped in fresh sweat, from his head of short brown hair down his tight white vest down to his tiny black shorts. His lightly tanned skin shined with the sweat as he stretched and finished his warmup. Hot, most would say, did not really do his look justice. The man was something of a living legend and knew it. As he kept one eye on the timer and the other on the action as it unfolded.
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Fiction
Vanished
“Ajay! Stop trying to pack everything! We won’t reach the safe house in time if you keep looking for things to carry with us!”
By Jesse Leung2 years ago in Fiction
Midnight. Top Story - April 2024. Content Warning.
60 seconds… 59 seconds… Time was slipping through his fingers, though he clawed at the falling grains of sand, he could not stop the hourglass from flowing. Around him, the silence was deafening. He had taken over every screen in the command centre, putting the terrible seconds before the terrified eyes of his friends and comrades.
By Alexander McEvoy2 years ago in Fiction
The Night Runner
In the heart of a sprawling metropolis, where neon lights cast flickering shadows upon the crowded streets, a lone courier navigates the labyrinthine alleys with a sense of urgency gnawing at his insides. His name is Alex, a young and inexperienced runner for a clandestine organization known simply as "The Network." Tonight, however, his task is far from routine.
By Pam Zee2 years ago in Fiction
Whispers in the Mist
Prologue: In the small town of Willow Creek, nestled in the mist-covered mountains, a sense of unease shrouds the community. Whispers of a long-forgotten secret linger in the air, waiting to be uncovered by those brave enough to seek the truth.
By Hardesakin Hadedeji2 years ago in Fiction
The Man From My Book
My name is Seth, and I want to tell you a strange thing that happened to me in November of 1996. I had just left college and didn't know what I wanted to do with my life, so I started writing.
By Eseoghene Onovughe2 years ago in Fiction
Click....Click
Click, click. The sound echoed in the dimly lit room, sending shivers down my spine. Time was ticking away, and with it, my chance of escaping this nightmare. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead as I frantically searched for a way out.
By Pam Zee2 years ago in Fiction
The Colonial Imagination
An imposing and unmarked white van crept through the residential neighborhood, following Jericho as she took her customary post-third shift stroll home from Cristy’s, a new but rapidly aging burger joint west of town. It was a three-mile walk that she usually biked. Had someone not cut the lock the night before and stolen the Specialized S-Works her mother had used as a young woman and gifted to Jericho when she first moved away for college, she would have been home already.
By kp2 years ago in Fiction
“The Haunting of Fairview Manor
“The Haunting of Fairview Manor" Introduction In the quiet town of Willow Creek, nestled among the dense foliage and winding rivers, there lies a dilapidated mansion known as Fairview Manor. Within its weathered walls resides a story of love, loss, and the lingering echoes of the past. The tale of Mercy and Henry, whispered in hushed tones by the townsfolk, is one of tragedy and the restless spirits that haunt the living.
By sadhana arumugam2 years ago in Fiction