supernatural

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

Goats In the Mist
Andrew looked out the window of his newly purchased home on Ridell Road as he sipped a steaming cup of rich, dark coffee. They were back again. They appeared last night, the little buggers, eyes opaque and glowing through his bedroom windows. He could hear their soft baaing sounds as they each tried to get a peek inside while he lay in bed pretending to sleep. What the hell did they want and why only at night? The strangest damn thing he ever saw. Their soft snorts and baas continued through most of the night like some Old McDonald nightmare. Occasionally they would butt the side of the cabin in frustration, disappearing around four am.
By Riss Ryker5 years ago in Horror
The Red Mark
In a country in a distant place, two families were warring. The feud had gone on for so long no one could quite remember the original cause. The present hostilities were based on more recent grudges and murders. One family was named Wren, the other Fox. Both desired to control the countryside and eradicate their enemy.
By E.L. Buchanan5 years ago in Horror
My Demon Tried Killing Me Again
My demon tried killing me again last night. For some reason I was at a train station, waiting to depart LaLa Land, as I call it. I took my seat and off we went, through the wall of Reality, but after breaking through the haze I was back in the parking lot, trying to get back inside the train station.
By Max M Power5 years ago in Horror
Winchester: Everything Dies Here...
Everything dies here……. The dark and raspy quote of the witch next door. She would linger at the gate just as that statement would linger in my mind. I became intrigued by this awkwardly mysterious woman whispering incantations and dragging her old rake across the cement and rocks. I decided to contact my landlord, David, who was always there to help me whenever I had any issues. I compiled an email describing the meeting I got myself into with the neighbor. I explained the way I discovered her watching through the fence, the way she behaved and the things she said. Apparently this was not entirely a surprise to him.
By Jesika Rhodes5 years ago in Horror
The Best Short Story Ever Written
If I could write one thing, just one good thing, that would be enough for me. As I board the city bus, I can’t shake the dread in my stomach. Skipping class isn’t an option. I couldn’t let the student loans go to waste. This is what I wanted, right?
By Lindsay Rae5 years ago in Horror
black cats & crossed paths
I am called the thieves daughter, in the dark of night throughout the mossy fog lit forest it is well known. Not that many take any mind of it, and of those who do, even fewer are affected. It’s just me and my magic small black journal where I make magic come to life. I live with my mom, she’s works hard but also is marked with this status. She tells me if the superstitions but not the ones you have heard in your world. In your world when a cat crosses your path, then you are fated to have a run in with some bad luck. I have brought many a black cats to life in my little journal. They are guides and protectors. Here we cross black cats and they stare into our souls from their glassy eyed cage. To cross a black cat is a sign of honor, you must make sure to humbly look them in the eye to have your soul scoured. They know better then anyone how to see the truth. Don’t take up too much of their time, don’t overstay your truth. But see it reflected back to you and acknowledge the greatness in their indifferent wisdom.
By Shannon5 years ago in Horror
Another Realm
Time Stood Still The day started like any other. I woke up wrapped in my white, silk sheets, listening to the birds wake up the sun for the day. Dragging myself out of bed, I went to the kitchen to start my coffee. The cold grey tile sent a chill up my spine. I shook it off and headed to the bathroom to grab my black, fleece robe. It was so soft and warm on my skin. I always hung it right above the register so that the heat became trapped in it while it waited for me to put it back on. After I brushed my teeth and brushed out my long auburn hair, I went back to the kitchen which was now filled with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee. Mm mm I loved that smell. Once I filled up my favorite teal mug, I settled my morning routine by retreating to my mini wrap around porch to watch the sun come up over the mountain range. As I went to sit down, I noticed a very thick, very large, manilla envelope sitting on the chair opposite me.
By Jessica LaConte5 years ago in Horror
Mishima Knew Better
I stood there waiting for the door to open, my heart thumping, my eyes burning. I knew it was the only way. I had to retrieve the jade anchor.
By Kelly Jacobi5 years ago in Horror
I terrorized my family by playing "Doll in the Hall."
I saw a game on Facebook last week. It’s a riff on “Elf on the Shelf” called “Doll in the Hall.” Basically, you use a porcelain doll to fuck with your kids during October. It sounded like a blast for me.
By Michael Kelley5 years ago in Horror
Magical Black Book
Sabrina walked through the city, not at all excited to get home. After all she had chores, two siblings to take care of, and an alcoholic father. She never asked for this life and sometimes she wondered what would happen if she was to just run away from the caged life she currently lived. She was only seventeen years old, having to work, take care of house chores and protect her siblings. How was she suppose to live a normal teenage life when she was suppose to take care of adult things. Perfect practice though for when she does leave her family behind.
By Erica Pugh5 years ago in Horror
Little Black Book
It was Friday morning and Jared stood, nodding approvingly into the full length mirror. It had been some time since he had bought something for himself but it was time to finally enjoy the little extra money he had rather than just save his life away. The mall seems like the perfect place since it lost its appeal to the teenagers. Jared felt light hearted the more he turned to view himself. He was trying on a new pair of navy blue jeans that were a perfect fit. ‘You can’t take it with you to the grave so might as well enjoy it’ Jared said to himself as he decided to wear the new pair out. He slipped his Doc Martens on as he folded and rolled his old pants and tucked then into the crook of his left arm. In one swift movement he turned and unlatched the fitting room door, giving his reflection one last nod before swinging it open and making his way to the cashier.
By Cynthia Hendrickson5 years ago in Horror
One Page
This Story Starts where Another Begins; In the hands of A man Named Ron, from a wish from a magical little black notebook. Turns out this wasn’t the usual Writing Pad? This one was special and had only 3 pages for some reason? On the back it was Written “A page is but a day, would you give one for a wish?” Which was very eerie to say the least? But as a bullheaded Man Ron was, He says a loud, “ Heck i wish i could see what a day of being rich and famous looks like...” And As he speaks the page begins to write his words. Then “swoosh”Ron was pulled into the pages,
By Ronnie Lo Productions5 years ago in Horror