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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.
Innocent
“You are hereby awarded the bequeathed sum of twenty-thousand dollars. This matter is settled. Court is now adjourned.” Judge Nazaree smacked her gavel against its base with a resounding crack that echoed throughout the courtroom. The shouting and arguing of the late Jordan Taylor’s family was drowned out when his Cadence turned her beautiful, tear-streaked face towards him. He beamed and held out his arms as she flew into them, sobbing uncontrollably. For a few moments he just held her tight and let her react. It had been a hard six years on her, on them, fighting for what should have been given freely.
By Shaina L. Sturgeon5 years ago in Horror
The White Man with the Black Book
Vapors rose like wraiths in the Louisiana swamp, as if even the water wished to shed some of the heat. Right by the swamp was a cabin that looked like a latrine. A mother fanned herself while humming a hymn, as her son resorted to praying.
By Josiah Liljequist5 years ago in Horror
Tight Spot
Titus hovered over his laptop as he tried to find the words he was looking for. He'd been at a standstill for weeks, and he needed to get it finished so he could...What exactly? So he could send it in and receive his latest rejection letter? He'd been writing for years, and after he'd been laid off thanks to the Pandemic, he'd written twice as much as he usually did. All it ever seemed to net him, though, was rejection. His wife was being patient about it, but as the bills racked up and the money coming in barely fed the family, he could tell that his joblessness was getting to her.
By Joshua Campbell5 years ago in Horror
Tomb
It was humid out. The kind of humid that sticks to your skin amongst the sweat and pollen. Uncomfortable really but much preferred to the brutal Massachusetts winters. Yellow-jackets buzzed around front porch lights and the laughter of little kids floated from back-yards.
By Ciara Wholey5 years ago in Horror
Motivation
Footsteps pounded on pavement; harsh breathing rebounded off the crumbling walls of long-abandoned buildings. Behind me, indistinguishable shouting echoed down deserted streets, the high-pitched screams of bloodlust sounding eerily like baying hounds set loose on a hunt.
By L.R. Xavier5 years ago in Horror
The Whims of the Wicked
There it was. Finally. She had truly tracked it down. After a long and arduous trek in uncharted Amazonian jungle territory, blindly following her directions in the hostile environment, their lot could finally feast their eyes on the sight before them. The Aeducan. The fabled pirate ship itself; said to have plundered countless empires throughout the ages, pillaging with no discrimination the ancient Greeks, the Persian Empire, the Romans, the Huns, and even the Egyptians during Cleopatra’s era. It seemed impossible then, but traces of the Aeducan were to be found everywhere in local legends and old wives’ tales; it still seemed impossible now, despite the evidence before them.
By Sacha Rondeau5 years ago in Horror
