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Horror fiction that delivers on its promise to scare, startle, frighten and unsettle. These stories are fake, but the shivers down your spine won't be.

Faustian Novela
Books, stories, short stories. The one thing they all have in common is that everyone gets something different out of the story. One person may experience an escape from reality, another may get the idea for a new invention. Others learn that their view of the world is from a biased perspective, and still others come away with nothing at all. Then there's me.
By T.J. Batchelor6 years ago in Horror
3 Stars
3 Stars “Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth?” I was being sworn in. All I could think about was how surreal of a moment and how absurd all of this was. I shouldn’t have felt that way at all; this was the logical conclusion to the whole ordeal. I, and I presume most everyone in the court and anyone following the national media attention this case had warranted, already knew what was going to happen in the upcoming days/weeks/months. The real question here is a question that no one would ask. A question posed only by myself to myself, which is whether or not what happened to me was luck.
By Scott Guy6 years ago in Horror
The Book of In-Between
You’re here because you like to read. Right? Why else would you spend your time perusing the rantings of a no-name, twenty-something aspiring writer? I know we’re in the midst of a pandemic, and it’s not like we all have very much else to do, but still. Television streaming exists, and you chose this instead. For that matter, staring at the wall and pondering the meaning of life is also a possibility—as is watching grass grow—yet here you are. I’m honored.
By LJ6 years ago in Horror
The Hunting Trip
Mark Deloitte pressed his back against the side of the tree. He pushed so hard he could feel the bark leaving impressions in his skin, despite the three layers of shirts he was wearing. Sweat accumulated and dripped off his forehead. His jaw was clenched so hard he could hear the blood rushing through his skull.
By thWrtr6 years ago in Horror
Keepsake
The movers had finally gotten the last of the cardboard boxes removed from the bowels of the semi-trailer and into the house. They looked tired but determined—scurrying about in that way one does when one gets paid by the job and not by the hour. They hurried from room to room, leaving boxes stacked high and irregular, like half finished games of Jenga. The boxes were all stamped with the moving company logo—the big smiling faces of three corporate-looking hipster dudes who looked like they had just dropped a tab of PCP. Their busts were underscored with the caption, 3 MEN AND A TRUCK. WE MOVE SO YOU DON’T HAVE TO!
By R. Tilden Smith6 years ago in Horror
The Little Black Book
Marisol couldn’t believe her luck. She pushed open the front door of her new home and swatted at cobwebs. Velvet curtains hung precariously from rods bending with the weight, and blocked what little light dappled through the live oaks surrounding the cottage. The tiny one-bedroom abode sat in the forgotten back corner of the LeBlanc estate. ‘LeBlanc’ a suitable name for the woman who’d just hired her, as she resembled an old white witch.
By Camille Cavanagh6 years ago in Horror
She Forgot
Humans are beguiling creatures. I don’t think most of us will ever understand what causes people to do, the things that they do.
By Michelle6 years ago in Horror
Smells like teen spirit
The first time I heard Smells like teen spirit we were having dinner and my father was beating the shit out of my mother. The TV was on, and some talking head was expressing his solemn contempt for the “senseless anthem of an apathetic generation.” On the screen, pon pon girls with hairy armpits bounced up and down, while Kurt Cobain’s scream grew louder and more desperate: a denial, a denial, a denial…
By Serafina Spedetti6 years ago in Horror
Ouroboros
Katherine! Kate stared in puzzlement at the little black notebook she'd pulled from her bag. The hard cover was plastered with stickers; some so worn that they were nothing more than white, misshapen blobs, while others seemed to have come from some sort of vintage store. They were all layered over one another, carelessly arranged as if a child had done it. She flipped the book open to the first page, astounded to find the calculated and deliberate strokes of someone who was most certainly not a child.
By Diana Morales6 years ago in Horror
What Lies Inside
Chapter I The warm atmosphere and peaceful rainstorm washed over the Carvada residence; while the clouds loomed overhead, barely allowing moonlight to reach the surface.
By Carson Ham6 years ago in Horror
The Adventures of Tom Smart
Mice scratch somewhere in the dim corner. I tried several times to catch them in the bedraggled cellar, but amidst the horde of old furniture, boxes, and curios it was nearly impossible. That wouldn’t stop me from trying though.
By Stephanie Howard6 years ago in Horror
Little Black Book
Remembering the day it happened, a late Sunday in the middle of February. The rain was heavy, the sky dark, and then a strange knock on my door. Promptly making my way there as I was just watching TV in my living room, I opened the door to answer. No one there, nothing but a small gym bag left on my porch. It was strange, but I brought it inside regardless. What happened next, is what really changed things. Opening the bag there were numerous wads of cash, all $5 bills.
By Alex Fice6 years ago in Horror