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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.
Skin Deep
I had waited for this for a long time. Ever since I was a child, I had hated my nose. The way it curved like a beak, making me look way more masculine than I could handle. Now it was finally time to get it fixed. I could be normal. I could take pictures and post them without editing. I could get a boyfriend. The last thought made me giddy with anticipation of the joy and wholeness I was going to feel once my dream of getting a nose job was complete.
By Kat Bivittatus5 years ago in Horror
Gimmick
Robbie was down on his luck. As he sat on the front porch surrounded by streamers and balloons, he reflected on his choices that had brought him to this very spot. He had always loved magic and performance as a child, and had been a member of his local magic circle as a teenager. He had dreamed of one day being a great magician with a stage show of his own in Vegas, but he had sadly never progressed past the children's party stage. He was getting on a bit now, and his act was getting old. He had performed at the birthday parties of most of the neighbourhood kids for almost a decade, and they were tired of the same, stale material. What he needed was a shot in the arm, a new routine - something special, something magic. What Robbie needed was a gimmick.
By Daniel Lyddon5 years ago in Horror
Red
A young man breathes in the chilly air as it reaches to the sky. He doesn’t do much, but linger in the moonlight as he slowly falls asleep. He looks to the sky and dreams of the people who are looking at the same sky as he does. The young man is draped in clothes of all colors that shines off his white, silky skin. He leans on the beam to the door of his room; to look outside on his many white rose flowers that reflect in the moonlight. His gaze is cold as he stares across them all. When he had looked at them, “there is hope in this world,” he thought. “maybe not everything is the same. People who can run. People who are free. Not everyone has to have chains that hold them down.” His thoughts always ran loose; always thinking of the outside world. Always running in place wishing to be able to lead a path.Yet, he is stuck. In the small temple that no one pays any attention to anymore.
By Penelope Fairytale 5 years ago in Horror
Devolve
How had it come to this? Sometimes he found himself wondering at how he'd come to feel this way, and yet it still felt...right as a scream tore through the night and he chuckled. That scream made him feel giddy, bubbly in a way that nothing else could. He knew that it wasn't normal and yet why would he feel bad? This woman was too weak to protect herself and he had every right to take advantage of that.
By Diana Kaufman5 years ago in Horror
It Walks among us
It was supposed to be the house of our dreams. The two-story house, nestled on top of the hill with vast forests on either side. For some, this remote set-up would scream isolation, but for my family, it gave us the peace and solitude we had always yearned for. A way to get back to our roots and embrace all that mattered. Little did we know, that this haven we had searched for would become a nightmare that we weren't sure we would be able to escape. It was a new start for us. My father died a few years ago and my mom just could not handle the constant reminders that surrounded us day after day.
By Kayla Todd5 years ago in Horror
The Wild Hunt
The Wild Hunt - By Jonathan Evans It was Sunday evening, and the dog had been missing for just over a week. How he escaped was a mystery to everyone in the family. We went to bed on a Friday night, with the dog asleep in his usual spot at the foot of our bed, and when we woke up on Saturday morning, he was gone. No windows ajar, no doors left unlocked - the dog had simply vanished!
By Jonathan Evans5 years ago in Horror
Secrets Don't Wake Up
At The Cinema, Downtown Abbettown “The blade of death you love…stabs sweetly!” the female hero touted in the final scene. Crazed applause and cheering drowned the dying villain’s screams. It all continued during the end-credit music; after which many stood up and chanted, ”More, more, more…”
By Bill Bistak5 years ago in Horror
Grandmother And Her Demon
Old Pema shuffled around her kitchen feeling her way through. At a soft volume, latin metal music hummed through her record player. And although she didn't understand the lyrics she played it to feel closer to her grandson. She smiled while carrying her tea and scones back to her sitting room, unfortunately on her way she bumped the record player causing it to skip and repeat a verse over and over. She grumbled to herself as she set her snacks down to fiddle with the repeating record. Unbeknownst to her as she fussed a portal sprung open behind her. Through this gate a grotesque, gnarled arm reached out. Black claws extending from slick leathery fingers. Another arm protruded and both found hold of the wooden floor, together they pulled a creature from depths no human should ever encounter.
By H Zane Herrington5 years ago in Horror
It Can Happen to You
When most people think of Florida they think of white-sand beaches, palm trees, and the spray of salt water. When you grow up in Florida, however, you come to know the natural beauty that lies far away from the pristine beaches and bustling cities. You discover the rivers, and the springs that feed them. You discover the caves.
By Stephanie Nielsen5 years ago in Horror
