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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.
Bloody Charlie
The smell of a freshly cut tree on any other day would not have smelled so splendid. It was well worth time, as it’s recently cut limbs and breathless leaves rustled one last time in the moonlit autumn breeze. Sap oozed from the bare stump like blood from a wound that, if given quick, and proper, treatment, may allow you to live on with scarred remembrance. This tree lying flat on the front lawn had been an eye sore since the day my wife and I had moved in. The branches, long been dead, rapping on the window pane in the wind like an uninvited visitor constantly begging to be let in. Frankly it gave me the creeps and to say that my wife was any more a fan than me would be the greatest understatement. That’s why I chopped it down.
By Joshua Triezenberg 5 years ago in Horror
Lilja Chapter 1: Escape
Chapter One: Three Years Before. The sea breeze seemed to whip and whirl round Lilja leaving her pale skin cold from its icy touch, yet as the wind hollowed over the cliff top it tugged at the white lace dress that covered her slim, slender figure. All the while swirling her long red hair behind her as the sea breeze left a salty texture to her cheeks.
By Alixzandra Wiseman5 years ago in Horror
Waking up
Pant, pant, pant my chest is heaving horribly. The feeling of my heart ramming into my ribcage is beginning to hurt my upper body. My shaky hands reach towards my chest to keep my heart in place. This nightmare has been plaguing me for a week now. Each time I wake up with a terrible panic attack. My body is always drenched in sweat, hyperventilating like I just ran a marathon without training, heart trying to burst out of my chest, and shivering uncontrollably.
By Lucy Torralba5 years ago in Horror
Earth 8
EARTH 8 CHAPTER 1 My body is dripping with sweat, exhausted and hungry, but the adrenaline is keeping me going. That...and saving humanity. So, I run faster, looking back at Calibx. "Speravi! Keep running! Don't stop! The 'Others' are catching up!" Calibx hollers, trying badly to keep up in his bloody state. It looks almost like someone put him in a meat grinder and hit the on-switch. How he is still able to move is a mystery to me. The air smelled of death and sulfur! Abandoned cars lined the street like matchbox cars. Buildings ravaged and void of life, mere shells of their previous stature, built. This has to be what hell is like!
By Demetrius Parham5 years ago in Horror
Phantom Island-"Origins"-5
Byron sat at the table, drinking his coffee and watching the videos they had left him here with. They wanted him to take on another new case. He had already refused and said he was too busy but they had agreed to take off the two cold cases he had agreed to look into if he would just watch the videos.
By Author Jennifer Treece5 years ago in Horror
Soul Of A Demon
The woman brought her head back to the center and stood up. Baharsh could only imagine the pain she was in, but her unwillingness to show weakness was admirable. He waited as she gathered her thoughts, and was embarrassed when he realized he was holding his breath.
By sith queen5 years ago in Horror
Phantom Island-"Origins"-4
Kelly had awakened the next morning to the sound of the barred door opening and someone entering the room. She turned over expecting to see her father but was disappointed when it was just the young girl who worked in the kitchen. She had brought breakfast.
By Author Jennifer Treece5 years ago in Horror
The Atlas of Fictional Places pt. 1
There are places in which you are not aware of. There are places where even the greatest explorers cannot discover. And do not get me wrong, they are the best of the best, but it is not something you can see with the untrained eye. Not many people believe me, actually no one does. Only I can see these places, these places with colours and sounds you’ve never heard of or seen and grass and trees and mountains that do not exist. Where there is no sun, but stars that provide the light. You cannot map out these places, they always change. Which make remembering and recognising very hard to do. I’m not saying that you should believe me, I am merely just saying that you should listen and I will walk you through my memories and feelings. Maybe it will happen to you too.
By Halli Booth5 years ago in Horror
You're not scared, right?
You are lying in your bed, the dull whirring of your air conditioner is the only thing separating you from total silence. You know, that particular silence that is so heavy, and so thick, its almost the equivalent of a loud noise itself? The kind of silence where you could hear a pin drop three rooms away ins the kind of silence that fills your ears with the sound of your own heartbeat as your ear presses against your pillow. That kind of silence.
By Stefanie Fekes5 years ago in Horror
The wolf at the door.
There was a wolf at the door. His eyes were skillful, with the power to ease and yet abiding to the laws of evil. His ears married to the sound of judgment, marked by the early word that said nothing in particular. His teeth argued among themselves, never in agreement and seldom saw the light of honesty. Announcing their arrival with a howl. The howl was of a certain frequency that leaves you wanting. Then a feeble growl, faint to the touch and I did not dare touch it. The heat of his breath at my feet, isolating my toes from one another. It slowly rises up to the tip of my mouth, tasting the bending of the summit. There are no birds here.
By Danny Metcalfe5 years ago in Horror
