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Death of Lady Dragonfly
It wasn’t the first time Adelaide woke barefooted in a strange place and it wasn’t the first time that passersby in a busy city ignored or couldn’t see the body of the chubby ten-year old resting amid the refuse of the dark corners of their town.
By Rupert Missick6 years ago in Horror
The Red Petal
Have you ever had a moment that you completely combed over your life choices in what to you felt like time had stopped, and yet it continued onward outside of your perception. The glass shards that seemed to fan out within the air beside you catch the sun rays of the setting sun just right, you think they are so beautiful. The roses that your ex-boyfriend had sent you as an apology were turned perpendicular of each other as they fell, seemingly in slow-motion to rest on the floor much like a funeral procession throwing flowers into a loved one’s grave. Did you ever consider that you brought this moment of total anarchy upon yourself? Did you care when your mother died, and you didn’t even shed a single tear? That’s okay, you remember that when your father was murdered when you were a child, you didn’t cry either.
By Allison Canty6 years ago in Horror
Mary the Vampire
Mary the Vampire Mary was a premed student major in Molecular Biology at Rockport University in the city of Rockport. Mary was tall with light brown hair and eyes as blue as the sea. She had a bubbly personality that everyone including her boyfriend Rick loved. Her last class of the day was Organic Chemistry with Professor Hastings. Professor Hastings was a mid-sized man in his early sixties. He was known to be domineering, rude, and capricious and enjoyed making his students feel stupid. Whenever students would greet him in the hall or in his office he would respond, “What the hell do you want?” Since he had been at the University for thirty years and had made millions for the University through his research he was tolerated.
By Ferrari King6 years ago in Horror
Brush With The Skeleton Of Death.
I walk through the night, the clock of town chimes out its hourly call, midnight that haunting silence, the darkest time of any light-less night. There is no moon just a starless sky above as I walk to the resting place of the dead. As usual the iron gates of this sacred ground are open wide for all to wander freely in and out, but maybe its open to let the dead meet the living?
By Alixzandra Wiseman6 years ago in Horror
Blood of The Wolf Vol 3
They ran for at least 10 blocks before Lisa and Alan begged Michael to stop so they could catch their breath. Alan took off his shirt and wiped away the blood. The rain that had started falling before the massacre helped to wash it away. Michael’s body was still racked in pain but it was only driving him further. He could still feel his muscles twisting and turning under the surface of his skin. Lisa noticed Michael wasn’t doing too well.
By Jeremy Hanson6 years ago in Horror
Reed Alexander's Literary Review of 'Trief Magic' (2020) by John Baltisberger
The first thing that caught me, is the primary character Ze'ev (Wolf), reminds me very much of John Constantine. He's a bit of a jaded todger and its difficult to tell if he's doing this because its a job, or if he in some respect believes in what he's doing. There are tons of fairly stark comparisons between the two, so I won't belabor the point. Needless to say, everything from the attitude to the talk, to the 'film noir' gum-shoe stylization, matches pretty closely.
By Reed Alexander6 years ago in Horror
Dancing with the Sandman
Dena Kay liked to take me to the movies when she didn’t have anyone else to ask along. I liked going, as of course, I would like to go just about anywhere. After all, it wasn’t a whole lotta fun, and also rather tricky, having to play dodgeball by oneself. Dena Kay just loved scary movies. She liked to watch me squirm and sometimes scream, so she took me to see Count Yorga Vampire at the local movie place. That movie made a mark on my existence, to say the least. Yep, there is always that one movie that reaches out to me now, well beyond the years, and the more horrific the scenes….the better.
By Lana Broussard6 years ago in Horror
Mechanical Monstrosities
We stood for a long time at the shore of the unknown lake and stared out at the two wrecks we could see. They were a strange sight, for they were obviously ocean-going vessels, yet there was no way to get to the ocean – or any ocean for that matter – from the lake.
By Nicholas Efstathiou6 years ago in Horror
Stay Away From The Basement
Stay Away From The Basement It’s dark in the woods, and the leaves on the ground under their feet crunch as they walk. Alex can barely see ten feet in front of him thanks to the moonlight, but his boyfriend Michael keeps a steady grasp on his hand as he pulls him further into the woods. Michael’s friends Divya, Jack, and Eric, along with Eric’s girlfriend Monica, are laughing loudly behind them. The sound lightens the mood somewhat, but Alex still can’t shake the creepy feeling clinging to his skin.
By Landon Stimson6 years ago in Horror
Horror Movie Review: 'Sputnik'
A cold war based horror thriller in this day and age had better hope an audience is educated enough to understand the tropes at play. Perhaps in Russia the trope of a government capable of murdering astronauts to protect a secret new weapon might seem noteworthy and plausible. In America, the trope exists but it’s aged. The audience for a horror movie in this day and age is unlikely to be old enough to remember the intensity of the cold war and the dangers it posed, especially inside the Iron Curtain.
By Sean Patrick6 years ago in Horror
