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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.

The New Idol
It was three days after Jonukan unexpectedly - and somewhat amusingly - ascended to reverence when he noticed something was wrong. He awoke shortly before dawn, a moment of relative peace and quiet, and found it... Wanting. Unrest and impatience bubbled within his chest, anxiety making his heart pound, eyes dilated and breaths coming in short bursts. He knew what was wrong the moment he gained clarity, and growled to himself, knowing that the clarity wouldn't last much longer. Of all the times for him to regress.
By Taylor Inman4 years ago in Horror
Mid-September Night
Fall came quick this year. The weather, what was once warm and welcoming, quickly turned cold and damp. Stores, in what seemed a matter of minutes, became filled with fake leaves, warm colored mugs, and pillows decorated with the words Hello Fall. The transition was quick; summer had long left in a matter of days and the dreariness that seemed to come with fall arrived in an instance.
By kelly4 years ago in Horror
Very, Very Angry
Very, Very Angry By J B. ****Trigger warning**** Violence, Suicide, Bullying, Gore, Depression I struggled to let out a strangled scream as he moved the blade in a swift practiced motion across the girl's neck. I chant silently in my mind, I’m next.
By J B.4 years ago in Horror
The Day I Met Death
I was woken from glass shattering. As my eyes shot open, they were met with a pitch-black bedroom. All I could make out from my room were the shaded outlines of my desk and my dresser. I laid in my bed in complete silence, listening for any sound or movement that would give me a reason to get out of bed.
By Brenan Romanow4 years ago in Horror
The Smiling Man
There are those who say, among the woods, there lives a mysterious man. Very few have heard, or understood, the things said about the man.
By Connor Davis4 years ago in Horror
Perspective
The soft light spackled the ground, dancing with the shadows and leaves. The leaves hummed with the lazy breeze that offered soft kisses as it passed through. The wind's kisses weren't so soft to some, however.
By Jayde Shertz4 years ago in Horror
The First Pancake is Always Lumpy
The stack of papers thunked upon the mahogany desktop. Promiscuous. Like the ocean tides. A laborious incitement of a terminal case of melancholy.
By Hautus Rhinestone4 years ago in Horror
a loving haunting
Ghost stories are silly, at least that's what grandpa told Abigail. Ghost stories are silly and there are no monsters in the woods by their home.
By Arwyn Sherman4 years ago in Horror
Prep-pear-ations
The bits of arterial fluid formed into disruptive bubbles against the dull brown. A sense of power seemed to bore from their riot against the neatly tucked corners of crisp kraft.
By Brittanica Goodrich4 years ago in Horror
A Prayer for a Pear
Henry thought the name of the town he was invited to a bit odd. “Pear Town…”, he says befuddled. He looks at a picture that his new girlfriend sent him. It’s of her and her two young boys. Henry has never felt love like this before. He spent too much time focusing on his job that he didn’t have time to love but this was it. Harriet was the one for him. Today he was going to visit her for the first time. Henry was surprised how well online dating worked for him but the chemistry was there. She was perfect. Harriet was a lovely woman who admired Henry’s work ethic. He really admires her connection to her children and believed she was a lovely woman he can spend the rest of his life with.
By Omari Huguley4 years ago in Horror
The Alarm
I woke up. Ahhh, the damned alarm! I sat up and rubbed my eyes. Then I looked over at my phone. What was the alarm for this time? Oh. Oh shit.
By Kay-Cee Ballejos4 years ago in Horror
Beneath The Pear Tree
Amy was an outdoors kind of girl. She would find herself wandering around the town from sunrise to sunset during the holidays and in a small place like that, it was the best thing to do since there was very little to keep her occupied. Her mother and father were always busy working, her mother a novelist always glued to her laptop in her study, her father the local doctor.
By Mariam Naeem4 years ago in Horror