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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.
Liar Liar
Meet Natalia. She was on a birthday trip with her best friend Chrystal, in the most notorious tourist city, New Orleans. It was a decent group of girls that had accompanied them. The girls had booked a 7-day trip and was enjoying the city to its fullest.
By Katherine Moss-Thomas5 years ago in Horror
The Written Curse
“Don’t close me.” The words appeared on the page like ghosts. “Please,” came into view just beneath. “What is your name?” Edward stared into the pages, the slow roll of the waves shifting the boat slightly. It was some sort of trick, surely. It wasn’t even his. The strange black book had been the only thing left on the yacht from the previous owner, and had somehow escaped inspection before he bought it.
By Daniel Murphy5 years ago in Horror
Bellyache
Dinner at Mom and Dad's can be a tense affair, but the sound of eating Mom's cooking tends to hide the worst of the silences. I spear a small slice of beef with my fork and raise it delicately to my mouth. It's so tender that it almost seems to melt over my tongue.
By Samira Daukoru5 years ago in Horror
The Last Day
It came to pass upon a very mundane day in late September, I grabbed a mysterious leather bag off a subway train. There were no markings on the outside to say it was theirs or mine, just a plain old beaten dark brown leather satchel. The weather was plain and ordinary with just a little sun creating a tolerable temperature. Little did I realize that day would change my life forever.
By Laura (Mea) Carlozzi 5 years ago in Horror
I Libri Dei Desideri
“I want forgiveness. I want my husband back.” Although I was certain no one would ever read these words, I wrote them in my finest hand, big, cursive, rolling letters. I then closed the book. I sat there waiting, thinking of what brought me to this place.
By William Giovinazzo5 years ago in Horror
The Book of Baal
On a Friday night one could make a safe assumption that the university library would be empty by 11:45. Kenna would rather be out at the bar with her friends than stuck at work behind a checkout desk, but on the bright side it gave her an excuse to get her homework done. She had finished her homework for Journalism-448: Information Ethics nearly half an hour ago and was now aimless scrolling through Facebook on a library computer.
By Kavid Dorvesky5 years ago in Horror




