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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.
Eyes Ashore
She stared at the waves, flowing back and forth onto the shore. The tears brought her peace, as though his hand were still on her shoulder. A cold, spectral fog crept up from the corners of the window, obscuring her view of the lake and forcing her to pull her blanket back up around her shoulders. She took one last sip of tea, set her cup down and headed outside.
By Patrick Poulin5 years ago in Horror
Lady of the Lake
My favorite part of the summer has always been staying at my Uncle Max’s lake house. While he and his family took extravagant vacations to Bali or the Maldives, my family would move into his mansion of a house for two weeks to house sit for them and have a cost effective family vacation of our own.
By Michaella Marshall5 years ago in Horror
Black Ponds
The water is still. No ripples disturb the black mirror surface. A vast inky spill in the middle of the dark green expanse. The green is haunting as if the beauty of each tree and bush is tainted from drinking up the water of the forest pond. No sign of infection or illness spots any leaf, trunk or branch, though each tree seams to reach from the soaked soil. Arms of the black expanse ready to grab and infect the very air. The moisture that hangs dense, chokes and strangles, no refreshing breath is found here. The area is mostly untouched by man, other than the small trails and signs that surround the pond and give passage to a clearing of grass and weeds on the south side of the lake.
By Thomias Bruch5 years ago in Horror
The Lake of Sanctuary
In the deepest forest of Massachusetts, near a ghost town called Sanctuary, there dwells a lake. A lake that holds terrible and dark entities, only a few know and a foolish some wish to know. Locals who are aware of the ghastly body of water try to warn visitors to never go there when it’s mist covers it like a blanket of dread, for when the mist appears, death will always be the aftermath.
By Tay Gallagher5 years ago in Horror
Push and Pull
I feel the wire ridge of her bra underneath my palm. The stiffness of it is pressing into me. Her heartbeat is just below my fingers, a steady soft drum. My forefinger rests on her bare skin. It’s clammy and cool from the damp air around us. All I have to do is push. Just once. A whisper of a brush against her. Barely any effort. I test the force needed, and she laughs, finishing on a sigh. I push harder this time. She takes a step back into a puddle, giggling now at the slight stumble. Her feet slip easily over the edge, almost willingly. At the last second, her fingers bend to claw into my wrist, but it’s too late. The giggle turns into a panicked shriek. And that’s it. She’s gone.
By Sarah DuPerron5 years ago in Horror
Hollow Man
She wanders to him. The Hollow Man tucked away in the woods. The serenade of his violin rides high on the wind, leading her onward. Her bare feet, white in the shadow, pad over rocks and bramble. She doesn't wince or whimper. Her eyes staring ahead, veiled by the warbling notes of the violin. Her movements move in time with the playing of the Hollow Man measured, heels just grazing over the grass for a moment.
By Kate M. Sine 5 years ago in Horror
Troubled Waters
The lake looked clear and inviting, its blue waters rippled ever so slightly as the breeze blew. It was a nice day and it was calling to Claire. She looked out at the water while she sat down on the dock deciding if she wanted to take a swim. Then she heard it, a soft cry. It didn’t sound like anything she heard before. Could be a bird or another form of wildlife she thought. She shrugged her shoulders and stared back across the water. Claire sat there for a while, she didn’t even know what time it was when she stood to leave. She walked back across the dock and heard the cry again, this time it sounded urgent. Claire looked around trying to see where the noise came from when she heard it for the third time. It sounded like it was coming from the waters edge near the trees. She walked over to get a closer look and she saw a flash of yellow eyes near the water. She stood hesitant for a moment then decided to go see what was making the noise.
By Rebecca Hackney5 years ago in Horror
SHADOWCREEK HIGH
Truth or Dare "I mean, I'm still wearing a towel, so technically I'm not naked. The post already has 36likes ... let's refresh one more time." Considering the fact that only about 15,000 people lived in this town, it's fair to say that 36 likes on a picture mean that you are not a nobody. Saige looked outside. A store owner on the other side of the street was busy putting up Halloween decorations: Skeleton body parts and fake spiderwebs. Saige thought to herself: "This is ridiculous." She opened up the app one more time and deleted the post just when the piercing sound of the tiny doorbell rang. Ava, Saige's best friend, came strolling into the small Starbucks in the main intersection at the small city center.
By Moritz Bauer5 years ago in Horror
