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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.
MR. Violence Vs Dracula 2
ANTONY WAS NEVER EVIL HE ONLY KILLED THE PEOPLE THAT DESERVED IT, BUT IT CHANGED OVER TIME. THE ORIGIN OF DRACULA AND ANTONY WAS AT THE BEGINNING OF A.D. THE MAN FROM THE TAVERN NAMED VINCENT AND TELLS DRACULA THERE IS A VISITOR IN TOWN AND HIS NAME IS SEAN WALLACE IS HERE ON THE KING’S ORDERS TO UNCOVER THE TRUTH ABOUT OUR TOWN AND HE HAD TO DELIVERED FOOD AND SUPPLIES AND ANTONY SAYS HE HAS HEARD ABOUT THIS RAPHEAL JAMESON AND THEY CALL HIM THE KING OF THE SEA.
By Victor Robinson II3 years ago in Horror
Under The Trapdoor
I could not have been more than fifteen years old when the murders started. We lived in the suburbs at the time. A small community where everyone knew each other. The entire neighborhood was in the grips of a terrible terror…no one went out at night; most families bought shotguns and new locks. But every other week, someone would be found dead in their homes; they were primarily people who lived alone. So, all lone dwellers moved out of the community…and the killings stopped. The investigators and the town elders could not see how the killer did it. There was no reporting of any sounds of struggle or screams for help. But the dead bodies were pretty severely brutalized. There were rumored to be deep cuts on the victims’ bodies, pools of blood dried around the corpses, and terrified expressions in the lifeless eyes. No signs of breaking in. The night prowlers never once witnessed anyone coming in or going out of the neighborhood when the murders occurred. Speculations abounded, and rumors spread like wildfire… a serial killer was living amongst us!
By Fezan Javed3 years ago in Horror
Taxidermy Soul
The traffic wasn’t moving a bit, so we decided to park on the street and hoof it the remaining two blocks. We walked the cracked, dampening sidewalk with a purpose. This was a party street – directly bordering the University of Cincinnati campus. The street-side was littered with beer boxes, beer cans, shattered glass, rotting food. The smell of freshly-lit bud wafted throughout the area as if naturally present in the local flora. I liked the scent, but I can’t handle smoking the stuff – makes me far too paranoid. It was early Saturday afternoon – maybe one o’clock.
By Robert Pettus3 years ago in Horror
Burble From Beyond
We recently moved into our new house. It's perfect, just the right size for our family, but it has a strange problem with the drains. I noticed it while I was unpacking the bathroom things. I turned to find that my husband had forgotten to flush and pushed the lever to flush it down. When I did, I discovered that the sink burbles when you flush the toilet. Nothing too jarring, but it scared me a little when I first heard it. The sink burbles and bubbles, making a noise deep in the drain as it clears the water.
By Joshua Campbell3 years ago in Horror
