Fan Fiction
From Dusk Till Dawn: Open For Business
There was only one rule: “don’t open the door.” That’s what travelers told everyone who passed by the club known as the Titty Twister when they drove through Mexico. They say there’s a dark energy that surrounds this club and if you open the entrance door and enter then there’s a good chance that you won’t make it back out. Greg didn’t care as he parked in the lot of the Titty Twister.
By Joe Patterson2 years ago in Fiction
The Forgotten City of Eldora:
Introduction: The Mysterious City Hidden for Centuries In a remote part of the world, beyond towering mountains and thick forests, lies the forgotten city of Eldora. Long buried under the sands of time, Eldora was a place of wonder, brimming with ancient magic and forgotten knowledge. Legends say it vanished without a trace, leaving behind only whispers of its existence. For centuries, scholars searched for clues to its whereabouts, but none were successful—until a brave young explorer named Aria stumbled upon an ancient map that would change everything.
By Ƒนʀƙเ ฬʀเτєร2 years ago in Fiction
Hellraiser: Pathway
There was only one rule: “don’t open the door.” But this door wasn’t the traditional door. It was a metaphorical door, a pathway. This door was called the Lament Configuration, a pathway to a forbidden world of pleasure and pain alike. Legend has it if you open this door you enter a world from which there is no returning. This is why the golden rule for anyone who didn’t seek an eternity of suffering was don’t open this door, because if you did there was no coming back.
By Joe Patterson2 years ago in Fiction
Soul Stealers. Content Warning.
The midnight moon disappeared behind the storm clouds brewing on the horizon, and I wanted to settle my tired bones into my bed before the torrential rains swept across the valley. As I peddled my bike toward my uncle's estate, I felt a shift in the night air.
By Ghulam Abbas2 years ago in Fiction
Immortal Soul
Emma had always been curious about life after death. She spent her nights reading ancient texts, researching legends of immortality. One evening, she found an old, leather-bound book in a forgotten corner of the library. The title read "The Immortal Soul."
By Mafuz Rahman2 years ago in Fiction
Memories
The river flowed backwards on the day the Queen vanished. That's what the tales say, and it's difficult to disagree when you've seen something as bizarre as I did that fateful afternoon. I was standing by her side as usual, and I had no idea what was going to happen.
By Dagmar Goeschick2 years ago in Fiction
Eyes in the Night
A Hunter sat in the back corner of an old bar, spinning an empty casing with one hand while drinking with the other. For most, it was just another day of business. People were busy restocking or refueling, one or two local regulars stopping by with nothing on their minds except the passing of a few hours of drink between shift and sleep. And they all would eventually be on their way. Even though this appeared to be the usual day-to-day of this settlement, she took note of each detail, aware of one particular mystery. They seemed very comfortable for people this far away from the City. The door creaked, tearing her away from her observation. A stranger stepped in.
By The Chrestomath2 years ago in Fiction







