supernatural

The hidden world of all things supernatural; a look inside witchcraft, spells, vexes, black magic and other spine-tingling supernatural phenomena.

No Contest
I am a Terma, someone who finds treasures from long ago by religious instinct. You are born Terma. It is not a vocation or skill that can be learned or honed. It is more of a declaration by one or more gods to assist humanity by revitalizing the lost knowledge of the past.
By Brother Green5 years ago in Horror
Those Among Us
This is an older story of mine, previously published on my blog, and in my book, Scribbles: A Short Story Collection. I'd like to share it with you here.
By Paula Shablo5 years ago in Horror
Two Sentence Horrors Volume 4
Two Sentence Horrors Volume 4 By Mark J. Wilcoxen 151. Everyone has had a day that they couldn't muster the willpower to get out of bed. Just be wary, the creature under your bed could be feeding.
By Mark J. Wilcoxen 5 years ago in Horror
Along the Sandy Banks
Quinn stabbed the heavy iron handle of the ornate scythe into the pond’s muddy embankment She let out a long, haughty sigh, letting the wide brim of the black hat on her head fall in front of her face as she closed her eyes with a pensive wince. Without hesitation she let her bloody muddy ankles enter water.
By Calla Ritchie5 years ago in Horror
Hayden Manor
Sir Adam Hayden sat comfortably in his chair, with a nice cup of tea in hand. The sun was right above the head, shining brightly, a rare occurrence in the damp english weather.
By Syed Arabi Khalique5 years ago in Horror
The River Where I Sleep
Alongside a flowing river, a poster blows into the water. It is Maddy Murch, age 9. She has long brown hair and a smile that still shines through the faded, dingy and torn paper. The word MISSING printed above her head is barely legible. Several locals claimed to have seen her throughout the years, but unfortunately, it wasn’t her body they saw, it was her soul.
By Patricia Mc Manus5 years ago in Horror
Dancing With The Devil
He sat in his house with a grim look on his face. The time had come - he had been training for this night, and he was ready to face his strongest enemy, the one that had plagued him for many years, and the one he was very ready to be rid of.
By Gabriel Mohr5 years ago in Horror
The Little Black Book
To the sole beneficiary, I was more than a little insulted when I saw the back of you that day. I suppose you find it surprising to find yourself addressed on the first page of this little black book, but there you are. It’s been ten years by my count, but I know it will be many more before you read this. It comes to you as my price for the fortune you are to inherit from me. When you have read it, everything I had will be yours. The house. The fortune. The lands. The secrets.
By Frank W Law5 years ago in Horror
Grimoire of Adair Jones (Entry 3)
Author's note: Entry 1 and 2 available on my profile also, I've uploaded a trailer to this series on Youtube. Link: Entry 1 - https://shopping-feedback.today/horror/grimoire-of-adair-jones%3C/p%3E%3C/a%3E%3Cdiv class="css-1htaxga-Flex">
By Kureha Durant5 years ago in Horror

Lou's Diner

I fled the night I found the money. My husband didn’t attend his mother’s funeral, but he was there for the posthumous legal proceedings that awarded him his inheritance. I knew he’d received a hefty sum, but, given his paranoia, I assumed he wouldn’t cash a check that large. As it turned out, I was wrong. Nate must have thought our steel, padlocked shed was safer than the rickety town bank with its half-asleep teller.

By B. Miller 5 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

Lucky Strike

Lucky Strike For a man with the nickname of Lucky, James Armstrong was anything but. He was born to a wealthy South Carolina family before the Civil War. He attended the finest schools and even attended West Point. But the War changed everything for him. The Battle of Chancellorsville cost him his left hand when his pistol backfired, ending his war with the pull of a trigger. But that was only the first of his travails as he arrived home to find nothing more than a burned out husk of his family plantation. A few weeks of searching later found his mother on her deathbed, devastated by Lucky's fathers death at the hands of the very slaves he had grown up around. With little more than the twenty dollars that represented the remainder of his family’s wealth, Lucky made his way west to make his own fortune. But James Armstrong found still more misfortune ahead of him.

By Shawn Kneupper5 years ago in Horror