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.

its just a Horse fly:chapter 2
Vivian looked around the store an odd confusion setting in her mind. She felt awful as she sat. Like she just got hit by a semi-truck. Like she just drowned in a pool. that’s when Vivian realized she wasn't at home. she was in trader joes. A person sat next to her, on their shirt a name tag that read 'Lux.' Vivian tapped the person's shoulder.
By Qwill R. Brennan4 years ago in Horror
Down Below is Silence and Darkness
Gillian sprinted through the house, chased by her galloping siblings. The scent of dusty towels hit her as she opened the linen closet. She closed the door and cool darkness enveloped her. All she longed for was a moment’s silence.
By Paul O’Neill4 years ago in Horror
The King Will Rise
The sweat ran down the back of Zach's neck. "Dude I'm dying in this heat!! Are we almost there?" Zach asked Ralph. Ralph looked at his map acting like he knew where he was going, but honestly, he got lost about an hour ago and was hoping it would just workout. "Ye..ye...yeah" Ralph studdered back. The group continued to walk through the muggy humid Flordia swamp. "I don't mean to be negative." Noelle whispered to Zach's, he slowed down to hear her."I think we are totally lost, and Ralph doesn't want to admit it..." Micheal slowed down when he overheard Noelle. "The guy doesn't have a clue, but he is still a genius and has been studying where these remains are for the past 10 years. I'm sure it will work out." Micheal smiled at them and then sped up to Ralph. "I think he's forgetting we have been researching the same thing, We work together" Zach whispered to Noelle while rolling his eyes, She giggled back and they caught up with Micheal and Ralph.
By Joy 4 years ago in Horror
Wisdom
One dark Knight in a small little village in holland there was a castle and the keeper of the castle was a little ghost. Now each night this little ghost would awake from his slumber to make rounds in the castle to be sure all was well. But before he would be ordered to bed by his clock, he would speak to his friend wise owl. He called the owl wisdom because the owl had been there for many years and seen ghosts come and go at the castle.
By Sara Kline4 years ago in Horror
The Secret
Everybody’s gotten something from Amazon. Google isn’t just an online search engine. It’s a verb that’s replaced the word search in the virtual space. YouTube is a video store of everybody's videos about everything to ever exist. However, if you need a quick shopping experience, everybody uses Amazon. Amazon has now gone far beyond the days of selling books. The public loves the level of convenience, affordability, and efficiency of all their services, but Amazon has a secret. A secret that once revealed would change everything.
By Kawan Glover4 years ago in Horror
The Grey Man of Hatteras Island
A warning of something dangerous, an oman of sorts, or perhaps simply a wandering spirit of a lost individual; we have the Grey Man of Hatteras Island. A mysterious figure that seems to stroll the beaches of the isle whenever there is a coming storm. Becoming a sort of beacon of warning for the island’s residents. This strange being has grown to be a local legend and commonplace within the region. Yet who or what the Grey Man is still remains a mystery to this day.
By Realm Unknown4 years ago in Horror
The Legend of Billy Stallion
1 Death left ashes in its wake through the snow and the echo of the complaints of its victims, which it had carefully enclosed in its lantern. She hurried on, for Death feared death and the latter pursued her.
By Carl Puccino4 years ago in Horror
Sad Susan
There is something in the fabric of old, silent places. Time seems to lay a patina on them, made of moss and lichen, of slow growing things, decay, stains and stillness. The stone, the wood, the earth, even the air holds something more than beauty. An immeasurable presence, a union of time past with the slowly burgeoning moment.
By C S Hughes4 years ago in Horror
Knock, Knock.
Knock, Knock. The sound of someone hitting glass with their knuckles fills the silence of your room at 2 am. Is someone at the window? No. You live on the sixth floor of this building and there's no way to reach your window.
By Kate Champion4 years ago in Horror
The Girl in the Pictures
As I was clearing out my mom's old house, I noticed a small flower-covered shoebox under her bed. I knelt on the floor to grab it and slide it across the floor over to me, I noticed it was very heavy. I put the box on my lap and grabbed the rag I had on the nightstand to wipe off the layers of cakes dust. I opened the box to see an old camera and a bunch of photos. "Ah, this is probably going to make me cry," I thought as I took the camera out and places it on the floor next to me. Sure enough, there were a bunch of photos of my mom and me when I was a little girl. My mom raised me as a single mom, Which I know couldn't have been easy on her but from the photos, it looked like she was always happy. I smiled as I fingered through the pictures, seeing us at the park and birthday parties, and even one where my mom filled up a big bucket with water and told me it was a pool. Her passing away was really starting to hit me, sure she wasn't perfect and we fought, but we were all we had. I put the photos back in the box and picked up the camera. It looked broken but the film was still in tacked. I put it in my bag to take to a camera shop on my way home.
By Joy 4 years ago in Horror
The Tale of Hallow's Peak
There was a town in old Kentucky where, in the olden days, virtue was extolled more than material possessions. The people welcomed visitors with kindness and open hearts. No one was homeless or hungry or lacked anything because the people cared for one another. Over the years as the people prospered, Hallow’s Peak grew into a large town and more people from other places moved into the town and took advantage of the kindness of the town’s folk. The town for a while was acclaimed to be so virtuous that when a person died and was buried a tombstone would be placed above the grave. However, the next day a statue of an angel would appear over the tombstone and for many years this would happen over and over.
By Godwin4 years ago in Horror
BULLY
Bang..... Bang......... WHAM! Betting he'd wished he would have passed up the gig. We meet the young man in distress who goes by Izzy. Only his mom would ever call him by his government. A young film school grad hungry for some real live action.
By Ace Howell4 years ago in Horror