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Most recently published stories in Horror.

Sleepless Rain
The icy rain fell on the windshield of the white SUV that was stopped by a beaming red light on the road. Rebecca is going to her sister’s house for a drink as usual after work. It was her way of avoiding the drunk and disgusting men at the bar. As Rebecca waited for the light to turn green, she texted her sister Stefany that she was a few minutes away.
By john logan6 years ago in Horror
Broken Branches
Broken Branches: The Ledger This could not be real. That money though. She needed that money. She had to go on. A deal is a deal, her sister would say. Anna slammed the half-glass of Chardonnay and turned the page.
By Tim Blaisdell6 years ago in Horror
Adumbration
“How long has it been?” I ask, unintentionally holding my breath for a moment as I look at the ceiling, chewing at a particularly devious hangnail.
By Sylvia Bones6 years ago in Horror
Memory Foam
Arms swat branches and leaves out of the way, as a traveling man sprints through the dark woods. A loud grunt comes from far behind. He continues the escape as his chaser closes in and his stomps echo. The shattered moonlight illuminates the red flannel shirt of a large lumberjack, as he swiftly, but solidly plows through the forest. His bloodied ax bobs behind him, as the lumberjack relentlessly pursuing his next victim.
By Kyle Burt6 years ago in Horror
Stuck in the Cycle
I stare in horror, as that black book once again lays on my desk. My body can’t stop shaking. I am icy cold, yet sweat still flows from every pore. The tingling in my hand and the pain in my back tells me something is so, so wrong. Why me? What did I do wrong? Why should I have to suffer?
By Jared J6 years ago in Horror
The Lights That Bind
Their new house was all glass on the side facing the forest. In the daylight, they could stand and watch the lanky pines sway in the wind and the sun peek out over them in splintered rays. At night, with the interior lights on, the glass became like an inquisition room. Elizabeth’s little family was on display like fish in a tank as they ate dinner, argued over the dishes, sat in the living room together. The wall became a shadowbox displaying her son Ben scrolling on his phone, rolling his eyes when she asked what he was laughing at on the screen as though letting her in on the joke was an immense inconvenience.
By Alexandra Hubbell6 years ago in Horror
The darkest hour is just before the dawn.
Lillyanna closed her black umbrella as she shouldered through the café door. The small ding of the bell made the cook lean out of the kitchen to check who was coming in. Lillyanna waved at him half-heartedly.
By Marz6 years ago in Horror
Mercy Wilde
“Will it hurt?” The nurse doesn’t even bother answering the question as she swipes an alcohol wipe over the injection site. It’s not the first time Mercy has irritated the hospital staff by peppering them with questions. Ever since she arrived here in this bare room, she had known she would be a nuisance whether she liked it or not. It was the nature of her condition.
By Jillian Spiridon6 years ago in Horror
Disembodied Voices and a UFO Encounter
--- I've always had a great love for horror, cryptozoology, and the paranormal. As an elementary age child some of my favorite shows were things like Tales From the Crypt and Goosebumps. I was the proud owner of the Tales From the Crypt comics and all of the Goosebumps books.
By Xennariel Revenlyr6 years ago in Horror
Two Sentence Horrors Volume 5
Two Sentence Horrors Volume 5 By Mark J. Wilcoxen 201. I love watching the sunrise. Each morning the sun takes longer to return.
By Mark J. Wilcoxen 6 years ago in Horror
The Ashen Horse
They landed in ATL; the landing so slick it was like glancing on ice. Tim was so impressed he almost clapped. He didn’t travel too much, but he traveled enough to appreciate the pilot’s skill. Check off flying expertise for this guy. He grouped up with the rest of the team at baggage claim.
By Daryl Benson6 years ago in Horror
Checking In
Darryl slid three quarters into the vending machine and weighed his options. Options? he thought, wheezing out a laugh that shot pain through his bruised ribs. He rubbed both eyes with a trembling thumb and forefinger.
By David Ivey6 years ago in Horror