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Blood and Rain
All around her the fog swirled, thick and foreboding. No birds sang. No rodents chattered. It was as though they stood as silent witnesses to some horror she had yet to stumble upon within the shadows of her home. Her nose twitched. The scent of woodsmoke began to drift through the air, tinged with just the faintest hint of blood. Soon she would be able to smell roasting meat, she was sure of it. If she approached the right way, she might be able to win some food for herself.
By Jennifer Gross6 years ago in Horror
My Sweet Assassin
I walked along the cobblestone alleyway without a care in the world— until I saw the wanted posters. The off-set yellowish color of the parchment complimented the brown brick walls it rested in the center of and the dirty, worn stone that made up the path to the town square. I stopped in my tracks and looked over the words of the poster, which by now, I've read dozens of times, but once more couldn't hurt. Could it?
By Samantha Heck6 years ago in Horror
Finish Your Food. Top Story - January 2021.
I can hear her now as if it were yesterday. Sunday evening was always one of my favorite times when I was growing up. We lived in a small little hick town on the outskirts of Prosperity, Indiana. All the neighbors were family in some way or another, and one of them was my grandmother.
By Jack Oliver Plumer6 years ago in Horror
It Lurks
Friday. Not the thirteenth, but from Kyle’s point of view it might as well be. He stand outside a large tent that he and Shane have propped up in a small clearing. Their campsite has a fire going and plenty of beer in the cooler. Kyle faces his fancy DSLR that rests on its tripod. He talks to it. “We are getting ready to scare the shit out of my ex and her… girlfriend.” He makes a face during the last word.
By Kelsey Harris6 years ago in Horror
The truth within
Derek‘s day had started so well, he considered as he approached the rail of the bridge, breakfast with his wife after three rounds of bare skin greco Roman wrestling, before the drive to the office where it had all suddenly fallen apart. Being met by the FBI armed with a search warrant, a missing business partner and empty bank accounts was not how he envisioned his day going at all. After four hours of relentless questions about off shore shell companies, money laundering schemes and sketchy cartel like characters Derek was broken, Derek was broke, and Derek was tired, tired of striving to be crushed under the waves.
By Rob Chapman6 years ago in Horror
DEATH
DEATH My death wasn't as painful or dramatic as I have always been afraid of. It was over in seconds, I didn't even feel the impact. I had always been afraid of dying. As a nurse, I have tended to many a soul on their sojourn exodus out of this world. The scariest part was watching them suffocate and struggle to breathe, going from eighteen breaths a minute, to twelve, to eight, to four, to one, and finally, zero. I tried to do it on my own, to experience what they could have been going through, but I panic every time.
By Sam McIntosh6 years ago in Horror
Childhood Ghost Story
I am still working on Perilous Delivery, however, since I was sick this week, I wanted to make sure I still got you guys something, so I decided to write a true story of something that happened when I was a child that helped get me started onto the paranormal.
By Kevin J.N. Hughes6 years ago in Horror
Vlad
A young looking man with pale skin, long black hair with a single white streak traveling along the side and over his left ear, rests his well manicured hands on the arms of a black velvet chair. He turns only slightly to the left to catch you curiously staring at his long and slender fingers as they drum a bored repetitious tune. As you look up into his eyes, you are instantly swayed! He motions for you to sit across from him. Naturally you can't resist and do as instructed. Then you notice that his eyes are an odd mix of black cornea, red iris and white pin-prick pupils. His angular jaw seems relaxed as the strange gentleman smiles at you. "Do you know who I am?" He asks. You can not reply, simply shaking your head was all you could muster. His eyes begin to become radiant as he leans forward to whisper in your ear, "would you like to hear of my beginnings in the world?" Nervous and a little frightened, you involuntarily nod. He beckons for a waitress, whispers something to her and motions her away. A few seconds later she returns with a large pitcher of your favorite drink. Then he licks his lips, smiles and begins his tale:
By Benji Phillips6 years ago in Horror
Ghostly Spirits in Belgium
Killed By a Jilted Lover You'll find the Chateau De La Roche-En-Ardennes in Belgium and find that it is haunted. La Roche-en-Ardenne is a Walloon municipality. It lies beside a bend on the River Ourthe. Visiting the chateau the most famous resident is Countess Berthe de la Roche who was the daughter of the lord of the castle.
By Rasma Raisters6 years ago in Horror
