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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.

You
You’ve never looked better than you do on this Sunday afternoon. It’s Christmas Eve, and you are beautiful. Your hair is tucked under your red toque, but a few loose tendrils have escaped, framing your face . Your jacket is open and you have a matching red scarf at your neck. When we left the car forty five minutes ago, the scarf was knotted under your chin, but the hike has made you warm so you’ve untied it.
By Varsha Kewalramani3 years ago in Horror
Roadside Promises
Somehow, I had found myself driving the A109: a thick, heavy asphalt scar that traced its way across the oldest of all continents. Music thumped lazily out of the bass, and the wind had been fresh in my face. A rooster comb of dust plumed behind me, while high above, the sun bleached the land a bone white and found me driving and listening, driving and trying to forget.
By Varsha Kewalramani3 years ago in Horror
The Land of Blue Trees
It's a new year, but nothing has really changed. At least not for me. I'm still just rambling through life with no real aim. No "guiding star" as the motivational speakers love to tote. I don't even remember how it got this way, I'm not stupid, it's not ambition I lack, it wasn't a bad childhood either. But I'm sitting on this train all the same, empty.
By Varsha Kewalramani3 years ago in Horror
Lost Property
The pretty tune of dread rings out, impossibly loud. So loud in the confined space of the corridor that I cringe in an attempt to make myself smaller, unseen.
By Varsha Kewalramani3 years ago in Horror
The richest thing on earth!
He was tired of cleaning up after people. His job sickened him more every day. Casino housekeeper..blah..He cleaned up champagne smelling vomit, cocaine sprinkled blood, even a diamond -encrusted stiletto heel from ...one of those. Women...He'd wanted to be a blackjack dealer; he practiced every day. He said hi to the casino bosses, he even wore a bow tie with his housekeeping coveralls. He'd come to Las Vegas with stars in his eyes.". I am gonnna be rich, someday. I can feel it!". He had his good luck charm, a new poker chip that he found on the floor when he was mopping up vomit. He cleaned it off and it looked pretty good! Like it was winking at him. He stopped sweeping and took it out. He smiled at it, gave it a quick little kiss. As he was cleaning it off again, somebody bumped into him. He felt like no one ever saw the guy in the housekeeping coveralls. This hasty person was in such a hurry, they tipped over the water in his bucket.."Hey !" he said.."Watch it!" He walked over to his cart and picked out some towels and started drying the floor where the water spilled. His mind drifted into the cocaine, champagne world of money, money, money. He put his hand back in his pocket to return the poker chip.... hey...hey! he stated to feel all around the coveralls.."it's gone!! My lucky chip!! " He looked everywhere but couldn't find it. His luck was running out. He went over to the corner of the hallway and slipped onto the floor, one big unlucky heap. He closed his eyes..felt comfort in the darkness and silence.
By Varsha Kewalramani3 years ago in Horror
The Gambler
Kage Griffin sat down at the blackjack table with $10,000 worth of chips he’d just won from craps. Tonight was his night. He was going to start earning back all the money he’d drained from his children’s college funds.
By Varsha Kewalramani3 years ago in Horror
Contaminate
The hum of an alarm raced down and back through the long dimly lit hall. The light circled along the walls on each side illuminating the gray padded landscape. They sat up steadying themselves with both hands, looking down at a lukewarm puddle of scarlet liquid. With dirt lined fingernails they traced their temple until promptly coming across a fresh gash, lined with cold metal staples pulling the skin together.
By Ursula Ayame3 years ago in Horror
The Woman in Water
Introduction: The story takes place at a peaceful lake surrounded by dense woods. The protagonist is a young woman who has a deep love for swimming in the lake. She often visits the lake to escape the stress of everyday life and to connect with nature. However, as she begins to swim in the lake, she starts to notice strange occurrences. She sees a ghostly figure of a woman in the water and feels like someone is watching her. These strange occurrences start to unsettle her and she becomes determined to uncover the mystery behind them. She begins to investigate the history of the lake and what she discovers will change her life forever.
By Ajay3 years ago in Horror
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Anna loved to watch Isabel at work. There were the rituals when Isabel first sat down; that long, frizzy hair pulled back into a messy bun, the cup of tea set down by the keyboard, the slight frown as her eyes adjusted to the brightness of the screen. Then there were the tics when she worked. Isabel usually needed two tries to hit the ‘enter’ key, always used ‘Caps Lock’ instead of ‘Shift,’ and was much calmer working with words than numbers. Finally, there were the signs that Isabel was slowing down for the night. She would begin to yawn, and her eyes would drift more and more frequently to her phone, until finally, at ten o’clock or so, she would mutter something under her breath, undo her hair, push the chair back, and head for bed. Anna thought that she was most beautiful then.
By HHJC3 years ago in Horror
The fake world
Once upon a time, in a world not unlike our own, there lived a young man named Jack. He had always been a curious and adventurous person, always eager to explore new places and try new things. So, when he heard about a new virtual reality game that promised to transport players to a completely different world, he couldn't resist the urge to try it out.
By Addison3 years ago in Horror
The Weekend
“Thank goodness it’s Friday!” yelled Albert. His celebration was cut short when the words, “reset your password”, appeared on his computer screen. “I could have sworn I just changed it.” Albert crossed his arms and spun around in his office chair. “Got it!” He quickly entered his new password and shut down his workstation. He waltzed his way to the elevators, leaving behind his cluttered cubicle until Monday. “Any plans for the weekend’? Albert’s coworker, Shawn, never failed to ask the same mundane question every Friday. “No, just spending a quiet weekend at home.” The awkwardness in the elevator was so thick, you could slice it with a knife. “Ding!” The elevator doors opened slowly. “Have a good weekend, Albert!” “Yeah, you too, Shawn.” Albert couldn’t get to his car quick enough. He zipped through the parking garage right into rush hour traffic. Horns were blaring, cars were at a standstill, but Albert didn’t mind one bit. He was ready to enjoy the next two days doing absolutely nothing.
By Imeisha Williams3 years ago in Horror
Black Dogs
It had been a slow night for a purse-snatcher like Gary, he had not been able to find one decent purse, and he also could not find too many women or girls out that night. There had been a story early that week about three women that had been found dead, Gary knew all about them, the women had fought to keep their purses but they lost the fight with Gary’s knife. Now, he was regretting killing the women because the streets were empty except for the homeless, the police and those that considered themselves brave. Gary needed to find one decent purse before he went home.
By Corie 3 years ago in Horror