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Horror fiction that delivers on its promise to scare, startle, frighten and unsettle. These stories are fake, but the shivers down your spine won't be.
Royal Blood
Arms crossed over his chest, Raven´s eyes flutter open as the sound of breathing and footsteps fills his ears. He can hear a loud heartbeat, and the breathing is heavy. The heart beats quickly in a small chest cavity. The scent of her is really what gives her identity away and helps him to regain control over his hunting instincts. He jumps into a crouching position and leaps toward the entrance not unlike a panther prowling in the night. He lurks in the shadows, waiting for her to enter his lair.
By Monique Rowan5 years ago in Horror
Mountain Eyes
They were standin’ in the woods watchin’ me whilst I was chewing on a piece of old jerked deer meat. I saw the eyes glowing from the light of the fire that was blazing near the tents. Before I saw the eyes glowing, I knew they was there cause I could just feel em watching me. Ya know how a person can just feel when something ain’t right but ya can’t really figure out what it is that’s wrong? Well, that’s how I was feeling before I seen the eyes watching me through the woods. It was just a feeling I couldn’t seem ta shake all day long and now that it was pitch black outside, well, there wasn’t no getting away from it.
By Angela Caito5 years ago in Horror
The Ruler of Cruelty
I know I'd been walking for a while, but my memory was a little hazy, as though I'd been drugged. The floor was slick with the blood and puss that puddled across the fleshy floor. As I walked I came to realize something which disturbed me, the stalagmites were made of mounded up bodies, dropped carelessly into a hill. My hands were bound as were the hands and ankles of my parents, all three of them. We were being pulled along a seemingly endless hallway which seems to lead to nowhere, and as soon as I thought it, we've arrived in a large room lit by several fire torches.
By L.D. Malachite 5 years ago in Horror
If He Only Knew
He sat and stared at the blank screen as he waited on it to illuminate with that glorious screen that he loved so much. Slambook. The social media site that allowed him to become something of a warrior against sin. A man that could sway sinners to argue to the point that they would have to know their souls would be condemned to hell for all eternity. Yes, good old Steve, he was working for the Devil and he didn’t even know it.
By Angela Caito5 years ago in Horror
Protocol
The unquiet that the office seemed permanently possessed by was so unsettling that periodically Sam had to disconnect her keyboard and hit the keys excessively loudly and rapidly to fill the air. This, of course, raised the ire of her colleagues, but since they were all conscientious and fastidious, they never took the time to make a formal complaint as it would be an excessive waste of time. She was especially fortunate for the military was no play for joy or personalities and was far more apt to terminate, or so she imagined, than reprimand. She lazily tapped the power button on her computer, whose symbol had long since worn off giving the blank black square an alluring sense of mystery immensely more intriguing than Sam herself, a fact which she begrudgingly had to acknowledge every time she performed her duty. The old yellowed monitor hummed and displayed the company logo, followed by the governmental regulations about spilling national security secrets. In fact, secrecy was so imperative that the divison was only ever referred to as “Logistics” and every soldier was given a random first name and stripped of their last. Sam regretted this policy as she preferred a glamorous name like Betty or Kate, but got the incredibly androgynous ‘Sam’. She lifted the phone receiver and typed in the usual extension, which never rings and never answers, and moments later the horrible suction noise indicated that her days task was in the Vac-U-Tube. She struggled to free the door from its clasp until it finally gave in with a clunk and squealed horrible as it slowly swung open. She grabbed the incredibly cheap feeling, and looking, official paper and resealed the door.
By Jared Panchuk5 years ago in Horror
The Woods
To whom it may concern Hey, If your reading this, Then I've probably gone missing. I can assure you that I'm holding on for as long as I can. The last place I went to when writing this was to Eldric forest. Not that I'd imagine anything would happen, but when it comes to long hikes, I love to make sure I keep some record as to where I am and going.
By Michael Phelps5 years ago in Horror
Jasmine ~the haunted doll~
Strange Activity (completed) 3 After a few weeks of being in the the new house each day something seemed a little out the ordinary like out of mysterious strange. It feels as if I'm being watched when I go to certain places throughout the house like the basement or the backyard but when I turn around no one is there hummm odd.
By Angel _disguise5 years ago in Horror
Jasmine ~the haunted doll~
-The Big Move- My family and i are exited about moving into our new home after dealing with shelters also staying with family, and friends from time time. My husband worked while I took care of the children, a girl 6 and a boy that's 8. My daughter love dolls and always asked me to buy her a specific doll but I couldn't afford it, meanwhile while we were all packing preparing to move into the new house we discovered a toy box which had a beautiful interesting doll inside
By Angel _disguise5 years ago in Horror
Jasmine ~the haunted doll~
-The Big Move- My family and i are exited about moving into our new home after dealing with shelters also staying with family, and friends from time time. My husband worked while I took care of the children, a girl 6 and a boy that's 8. My daughter love dolls and always asked me to buy her a specific doll but I couldn't afford it, meanwhile while we were all packing preparing to move into the new house we discovered a toy box which had a beautiful interesting doll inside
By Angel _disguise5 years ago in Horror
