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Random First Lines:'The Cry of our Children' is simply a marvelous collection of poems, full of emotions and feelings in one book by poet Ruth Andrews.
A creepy story about a kid and his older brother.
Short Story | Updated Aug 17, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
By Claudias Samnite
A strange caravan of robed figures arrives in Sommerville during the annual Corn Carnival. A private eye is put on the case to investigate their origins, intentions, and strange disappearances...
This is a short story, where I try my hand at a more comedic approach to my horror fiction. As...
Declan Collins is a poetry loving, play quoting, charming ex-hit man. After three years, he is coming out of retirement after the disappearance of his beloved. All signs damn his ex-employer, Asura, and Declan is willing to do anything and everything to get his revenge. Duel wielding a pair of...
Octavia is a tale in the tradition of Edgar Allan Poe. The story was inspired by the story Ligeia. Its a tale of a love-stuck husband and his growing distrust of his exotic wife.
Is she a witch, vampire, or zombie?
A cemetery, a field of marble, a horrible place to be at night.
I always wondered why my parents would never leave the Vanhorn estate. Even with the house falling down around us. It wasnâ€™t until an ordinary day that I found my answerâ€¦
By Mink Mine
Mink is a 16 year old high school student who enjoys listening to Alice Cooper, anything that has to do with werewolves and doodling when she should be studying. Thing's arn't particularly easy for her though, she's a little over weight and has major self-esteem issues and being bullied and...
By Chris Green
Karl doesn't seem to have a shadow. What is happening?
A horror/psychological thriller/suspense, An ordinary old man visiting the doctors, but little did he know he was actually entering...the dusk area.
Giving you a chance to vote on the story I write. Only one of the three will be written. Here are the three brief synopsis. You can just comment 1, 2, or 3 if that's easier. Please try and limit yourself to just one.
In their world, everybody is a doll. They have button eyes, cloth for skin, and a red thread to stitch their mouths closed, so nobody can really communicate. Everybody is a bully; mean to each other but in the end that's how things stayed together...until an opposite, a happy, friendly, and...
This Short Story is loosely based on an incident from my youth, but is largely fictionalised for privacy and readers benefit.
Mortality is a curse all are born with. Some meet it with full understanding, while others may need to be delivered to their own curse...
It's a little horror short story, IT'S MY FIRST TIME WRITING HORROR, so if it's bad then I take all the blame. I hope you enjoy, took me roughly half an hour.