thriller
Deep underground
This is for Paul Stewart's Unnerve, Unsettle, and Scare Me Challenge which you can read more about here: Here's my effort. Hope you like it, Paul but more than that, anyone else who reads this 744 word attempt to chill the very bones of a very sturdy Scot.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
Wuthering Heights
"Wuthеring Hеights" is a novеl by Emily Brontë, first published in 1847. It is thе only novеl publishеd by Brontë during hеr lifеtimе and has sincе bеcomе a classic of English litеraturе. Thе novеl tеlls thе story of two gеnеrations of thе Earnshaw and Linton familiеs, and is sеt on thе Yorkshirе moors.
By Libby Laraib2 years ago in Fiction
"Secrets of the Mystery Gully: Amelia's Uncommon Excursion into the Unexplored World"
Chapter 7: The Forge of Destiny Elysia's way driven her to the edge of a ruined no man's land known as the Burned Fields. The air was weighty with heat, and the ground broke underneath her feet. The remainders of a once-flourishing human progress lay dispersed, an obvious indication of the decimation that had occurred for this land.
By home doctor2 years ago in Fiction
TN-421
For the past nine hours, Exio Sil and his skeleton crew of three, have been poorly navigating the unorthodox terrain of space beyond the fringes of the outer rim, trying to track down the rumors of a murderous Sith practitioner hiding out among the deep stars.
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Fiction
Full Moon Fever
When I met Ashley, I knew it wouldn't last, and definitely not if she found out what I was. She let me know I was "Mr. Right Now" when it was clear we didn't have much in common but a love of sex and travel. I had money, and we could go to all the places she ever wanted to see. In return, she looked good on my arm and had zero inhibitions, willingly taking what I dished out in bed.
By Lynn Jordan2 years ago in Fiction
The Serpent's Kiss
In the heart of a sprawling metropolis, where the neon lights painted the streets in shades of electric blue and crimson, lived a man named Daniel Thorn. He was no ordinary figure, possessing a magnetic charm that drew people toward him, like moths helplessly fluttering toward a mesmerizing flame. Yet, beneath his captivating exterior, a tempest of secrets swirled, darker than the city's shadiest corners.
By Osita Anyaorah2 years ago in Fiction
Haunting Of The Willow House Part Two
Part Two: Unveiling the Past In the days that followed her encounter with Eleanor, Sarah couldn't stop thinking about the mysterious events at Willow House. She had released a trapped spirit from the mirror, and it left her with a sense of responsibility and curiosity she couldn't ignore.
By Asiya Illiasu2 years ago in Fiction
Phish Lot
Phish Lot Tie Dye Tim scattered assorted seeds across the lot. Upon striking the dusty asphalt—which hadn’t been paved in probably a decade and was cracked and filled with the temporary fixups of white, chalky gravel—the seeds were flung wildly in every direction. A sunflower seed spinning upward like a rocket-frisbee was caught amid the diving swoop of a black-capped chickadee. The bird flew off in bobbing fashion before finding a safe hiding place inside an outdoor reclining chair. Twitching its head chaotically like an addict, it shoved the seed inside the cushion of the chair.
By Robert Pettus2 years ago in Fiction
Wibblenob
Be afraid, be very afraid! The wibblenob knows all. Santa may not be real to some, but if he was he would know naughty and nice because the wibblenob is omniscient. It is a shape changer and sees everyone, even in our sneakiest times. Perhaps the wibblenob is hiding inside your computer looking at your search history, or he is the taciturn boy who sits alone at lunch. The wibblenob can tell artificial intelligence from the reality, it can see CGI content from the real content and is impervious to propaganda. The wibblenob knows what you are thinking, and above all knows what is in your heart when you do any sort of action. Thieves who steal out of love or need are usually exempt from punishments from whom the wibblenob reports to. Others who steal due to kleptomania get lighter penalties. It is the ones who prey on the vulnerable-the Machiavellis, the narcissists, they need to watch out. I have heard an online scammer whom the wibblenob spot, he had his accounts frozen and locked. The wibblenob's leader then sought the justice needed and the funds returned to the owners. We all need to keep in mind that we do not know what or where the wibblenob is hiding in, what it sees about us, yet it knows everything about us. Beware!
By Sid Aaron Hirji2 years ago in Fiction
