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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.

I Dare Not Rest My Tired Eyes
I don’t know what further time I still have ahead of this moment before he makes his return to drag me back to the dark place with him. I can already feel his tug on the line of consciousness that keeps me tethered to this waking world. His torrid touch coils around my wrist like a serpent silently strangling fresh prey. He is ready to bring me away with him, to a place beyond the walls of time and sleep, where I fear I will never be allowed to wake again. I await now his return in solemn silence, writing this for any other who may know the weight cast down by the oppression of the fear that he causes. If these passages speak to you, then know that you are not alone in this, that you are not the first to look upon his face, and you will not be the last.
By Overlook5 years ago in Horror
Charlot Emery Cole
Full name: Charlot Emery Cole Nickname: Charlie Cold Age of death: 17 Eye color while alive: Hazel Eye Color after death: Dim Green
By Kieko Kazi 5 years ago in Horror
Skulls in the Hollow
We trudged through the snow toward an outpost Isaiah had established on the western edge of the village. It was from there, I learned that most trouble arrived and was thus the most dangerous position. There were always three villagers stationed at the outpost. If need be, I was informed, two could fight, and the third would either call or go for help.
By Nicholas Efstathiou5 years ago in Horror
A Culpable Love!
Every single day I look in the mirror and see nothing but corpses with no soul. Skin so white and pale. Big dark circles around my eyes and bags that are so big that it looks like I have layers of fat under them. My hair is so dull and lifeless, tangled in bunches and knots. My lips are turning grey with many cracks spread throughout. I turned to the side and I saw an outline of my spine on my back. I haven’t been eating much but I really don’t see why I must fill myself with food when I feel nothing regardless of anything I do. I put my shirt back on, I wear long sleeves so no one can see my cuts and bruises I’ve gotten from school soccer practice. I look into my dark brown eyes that seem black from a distance. Dead. All I see is a soulless human nothing to live for but the amusement and satisfaction of people. I might as well be a machine. All I do is follow orders. It’s like the whole world has me on chains, pulling me further and farther until I break. Unfortunately for them, I’m already broken.
By J.X. Leiva5 years ago in Horror
Red Moon
The moon. Illuminating itself like a stranger glaring into nineteen year old Red’s kitchen window. Fair skin, flowing red hair and a petite frame, she retrieves cookies from the oven, only to burn her hand causing them to fall on the tiled floor and shatter. She tosses them away and sighs. Grandma will have to deal with store bought.
By Brian Pomphrey5 years ago in Horror
Savior of the Earth
We dock at the station twenty minutes before detonation. The world is counting on us. My name is Nick. John, Mary, and I have been on this mission for two weeks. Our world has been in suspense as a large asteroid the size of Europe headed in our direction. That was until I, along with my colleagues, came into the picture. Now victory is within our grasp.
By Brian Pomphrey5 years ago in Horror
Salem Rising Vol 2
As Jacob and Jonah entered the town, they noticed something was off about the atmosphere. Townspeople were whispering to each other and discretely pointing at folks that hadn’t been in town long as if they were trying to solve some sort of mystery. Jonah looked over at Jacob with an expression that voiced how strange he thought people were acting.
By Jeremy Hanson5 years ago in Horror
Blood of The Wolf Vol 2
Michael had been thrashing around in his sleep and it had woken Lisa up so she was shaking him trying to wake him up. Michael, wake up. Wake up!
By Jeremy Hanson5 years ago in Horror
Salem Rising
Everyone was sitting around the table holding hands. The room was dimly lit with flickering candlelight. Sarah and Mary kept looking at each other trying not to giggle, while Isaac attempted to conduct a seance. Jacob and Jonah kept rolling their eyes because they knew he didn’t know what he was doing. Despite the distractions in the room Isaac managed to center himself, and he began to read from the book that was in front of him.
By Jeremy Hanson5 years ago in Horror
Blood of The Wolf
Cut, cut, cut! Michael threw up his hands in frustration as he turned to leave the room. He had been spending years pouring his heart and soul into his music and he was beginning to feel like he was the only one that cared. He always expected 110% from himself and only expected those around him to try their best or what he believed to be their best. He always tried to make them believe they could do better but it was beginning to wear him quite thin.
By Jeremy Hanson5 years ago in Horror
The Hunt
“Now this is the point. You fancy me a mad. Madmen know nothing. But you should have seen me. You should have seen how wisely I proceeded...” ― Edgar Allan Poe, The Tell-Tale Heart
By RJ5 years ago in Horror
Unhuman (Snippet)
Chapter One “Just your average human being in a not so average world” All anyone wants to do in life is to fit in, but for some it is impossible to do so. Imagine a short, stocky redhead and immediately one would not assume that they fit in, well that would be Miranda Henderson. She was a believer, the type of person who believed in the unexplainable. If something did not make any sense then she would spend day in and day out to make it make sense.
By Abby Wincel5 years ago in Horror