fiction
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.
Running Round Red Mountain
A white-tailed deer drinks water from a pond in the middle of the forest. Suddenly, she snaps her head up, the silence that usually fills her home is broken by a strange humming sound. It spooks her, she dashes away from the pond and across a road home free to the other side. In the distance, a white van comes driving up the road. After about half a mile the van begins to slow down, coming to a stop. The driver cuts off the engine and the double doors in the back of the van swing open. A young woman emerges from inside; looking around, she takes a deep breath and hops out into the street. She then continues to scan the perimeter while walking up the road. Behind her, a large man exits the van from the passenger side, he grabs something out of the glove box and puts it over his head. The girl turns around to face her associate, who was adjusting the mask he had just put on. "This is it Henry, it's perfect," she said, clapping her hands together.
By Carlos Guerra6 years ago in Horror
KILLERS ANONYMOUS
I sat in the room, journal in hand. The air con was broken and it was exceedingly warm. It’s typical; we’re finally given good weather, and I was soon to be stuck in a room with five killers, who were coming for the new government initiative – Killers Anonymous. I sipped on my coffee from the Vendor. Disgusting stuff. I’m not sure why they couldn’t have a Nespresso Zenius. They’re only four-hundred pounds.
By Rebecca Smith6 years ago in Horror
The Zombie Hunt
After the initial attack, things at Shadowood calmed down. Lauren, however, wasn’t happy when she heard that Evan had left my side. In fact when I told her the story after getting back to the fieldhouse she slapped him. I remember Evan holding his hand to his reddening face, and I got the sense that even before the apocalypse, Evan wasn’t used to being hit.
By Matthew Donnellon6 years ago in Horror
The voice
She sat in the dark room staring blankly. Her hands shook and stung where the razor has sliced her. she didn't want this. She despiced her self, everytime that cursed razor marked her skin. she wanted someone to look and notice. To ask how she was or why she cried her self to sleep.
By Lonely Whale 6 years ago in Horror
Mother
Mother By Amanda Orive. There was a weight that had sat in her stomach for years. Some days it was heavier than on others, but most days, upon waking, it made itself known to her. It never went anywhere. In a way, she had known loyalty in it, though sickeningly. She longed for ignorance. “I still think about it sometimes.” Inhaling her cigarette, “I just don’t talk about it anymore.”
By Amanda Panda6 years ago in Horror
A Mask For All
Halloween is my favorite time of year, not just mine but my whole village. Every year we would have this big festival for the whole week of Holloween. As you would think this brings in lots of tourists and different businesses to our town and its only been getting bigger every year until… something happened… people started disappearing. Kids started disappearing usually one or two every year. They always vanish when the man comes on the last day of the festival, the 31st of Halloween. I know he’s the one that takes them… because I was the only one who saw what he did to them…
By V-Ink Stories6 years ago in Horror
