Horror
The Marshes II
I plant my ankles firmly in the ground, close my eyes and with one slash of my sword in the empty air before me, the invisible wall disappears. I fall to the ground, but quickly rise again. I start running towards the poor woman again, hoping that I won't be intercepted by the Suru magic again. My heart is working heavy overtime, beating rapidly in my chest. My nose fills itself with the disgusting air around me. While breathable, my lungs will have a hard time getting enough oxygen.
By Reinier Prins5 months ago in Chapters
The Silver Serpent Society. Chapter Two.
The overpowering stench hits as I slip under the police tape and step into the squalid flat.Blood and gore splattered on peeling floral wallpaper like a Pollack painting. In the narrow kitchen the victim lays splayed unnaturally across cheap linoleum, arms and legs twisted in ways that turn my stomach. Sergeant Callahan stands grim-faced, filling me in on details while uniforms mill about uselessly.
By Tanya Doolin5 months ago in Chapters
The Silver Serpent Society. Chapter One.
The stench hits my nose as I enter the crime scene. Some idiot had left the door open and the July heat had been working on the swollen corpse sprawled across the laminate flooring for days by the looks of it. The rigor mortis had locked the stiff in a pose like he was trying to fend off the devil himself. Uniform cops stand around useless as can be, slack-jawed while CSI techs wander around listlessly in the oppressive heat.
By Tanya Doolin6 months ago in Chapters
Even damaged Souls Are Valuable
There lived a woman by the name of Eleanor in a peaceful town called Peaceful Haven. She had faced her fair share of difficulties in life, and she was burdened by her previous transgressions. She secretly believed that she had no value because she was too damaged to be of any use.
By Ramesh Kumar6 months ago in Chapters
Short Reads
Dear Vocal readers, What follows is a short compendium of my works that are four minutes or less for your reading pleasure. For all those times that you want to read something, but are short on time. Please be sure to check back, as the list grows. And thank you for following me on this journey.
By Atomic Historian6 months ago in Chapters
Blood Bath - Chapter 1. Content Warning.
The boy turned off the high beams, the fresh fog engulfing the car. Neither he nor his girlfriend could see anything ten feet ahead of the vehicle. The car nestled comfortably into the dirt on the side of the road, the engine still running. It shouldn't be long, hopefully, before the two are back on the road.
By Nathan Powell6 months ago in Chapters
Harry Belafonte: A Living Legend and Activist Extraordinaire
It was the spring of 2011, almost twelve years ago, when I had the privilege of meeting the iconic Harry Belafonte at a London hotel in Mayfair. The sunlit day mirrored the brightness of Belafonte's spirit as he had recently published his eloquent autobiography, "My Song," and a documentary, "Sing Your Song," chronicling his extraordinary life, was on the brink of release. While my career as an interviewer has allowed me to engage with many remarkable individuals, spending time with Harry Belafonte was an experience beyond compare, forging a personal connection that added depth to his already profound impact.
By akram elkhil7 months ago in Chapters