Lady Halie Hoover
Bio
Just a typical struggling artist. For now...
Stories (3/0)
Mortalities Curse
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. On the other side on the veil, just past the tree line they waited, anxious and excited. Raucous laughter echoed through the camp well after the sun had set. Tweens fighting off exhaustion and burning through smores-driven sugar-highs tucked into bunks only to crawl out again in search of another bathroom trip or sip of water. The anxious counselors had just begun to grow impatient when the lamps started to dim, one by one descending the cabins and grounds into near black darkness.
By Lady Halie Hooverabout a month ago in Horror
What's In The Box?
In the depths of my mind is a box full of things; monsters and nightmares and creatures with wings. Beings with claws and murderous shrieks. Venomous fangs and blood drenched teeth. A crate filled with terror and horror and screams. But the scariest beastie inside it is... Me.
By Lady Halie Hoover2 months ago in Poets
