Horror
Just a Taste Part 5. Content Warning.
Ch 5: Whatever You Say, Daddy Isabella December 16th, 2024- Montgomery Mansion, Columbia- 7:22 AM Daddy sent a limo to collect me at exactly 7:00, reiterating his love for two things: money and punctuality. I'm on that list somewhere, but those are his priorities.
By Rain Dayze2 months ago in Fiction
I Asked Them to Lean In Closer. That’s When I Struck.
The meeting was dragging. Some pointless quarterly update, filled with charts no one cared about and forced smiles from managers who had already made up their minds. I wasn’t paying attention to the presentation. I was paying attention to them.
By Jesse L Shelley2 months ago in Fiction
The Amber Haunting
Lucius Cassius Flavus had always prided himself on two things. His stubborn greed and his ability to out-talk any barbarian chieftain . These traits had served him well from Gaul to Pannonia , and now, they had taken him farther than any sensible Roman should ever go. B eyond the northern border, deep into the frostbitten lands of Jutland .
By Jesse L Shelley2 months ago in Fiction
The Last Call at Miller's Farm
The Legend Halloween 1985 The man's body swung out towards her, dangling from a noose. Eyes wide and mouth open in a silent scream. The little girl shrieked loudly, running in terror. She ran out of the haunted house and into the woods. She tripped on some tree branches, fell and hit her head on some rocks. They say her ghost haunts the old Miller's Farm Haunted House. You can see her running into the woods if you visit in the dark...
By Kathleen Anderson 2 months ago in Fiction
Nothing to Lose Part 3
When Jonas's eyes opened the next morning, Susan was gone. He stared at the pillow where her head was, pulling it close to him like so many mornings before. It was not the most conventional relationship. Not that it could be. The hurdles that separated them were bigger than what either could work around. But still, Jonas knew that at a different time, she was his soulmate. And as dysfunctional as they were, finding that in another person was rare.
By Jason Morton2 months ago in Fiction
Just a Taste Part 3. Content Warning.
Ch 3: Chasing Shadows Isabella December 13th, 2024- University of South Carolina, Cafeteria- 10:30 AM (Lunch Period) “Daddy, I’m fine! Like I told you, it was as if God himself intervened!” I explained excitedly, stabbing at my medium-rare steak, roasted potatoes, and mixed greens salad. “An animal, maybe a wolf? I don’t know, but it came out of nowhere and tore that guy's throat out! It was incredible!”
By Rain Dayze2 months ago in Fiction
