Natalie Gray
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Welcome, Travelers! Allow me to introduce you to a compelling world of Magick and Mystery. My stories are not for the faint of heart, but should you deign to read them I hope you will find them entertaining and intriguing to say the least.
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Spiraling. Content Warning.
Have you ever had one of those days where you just didn't want to get out of bed? A morning where nothing would have been more wonderful than to roll over, go back to sleep, and never wake up again? To lose yourself forever in a blissful cocoon of peace, quiet, and dreamless slumber, without having to worry about the outside world or the people in it for an eternity? Lucy had been having one of those days for the last three years of her life.
By Natalie Gray10 months ago in Fiction
Paradise Found
Paradise City was... well, paradise. Long ago, it had once been a cluster of independent city-states all crammed together on the same continent. Hunger, war, and poverty almost tore them apart until He descended. He floated down from the heavens on a flaming chariot, and single-handedly saved everyone on the continent. There were no more borders; no more strife and anguish. No more hunger or crime or neediness. He made Paradise City what it was today, and the people in it were very, very happy He came. All they needed to do to keep the blessed peace was surrender completely to His will, which they did happily. His will was the will of the people, and the will of the people was His.
By Natalie Gray10 months ago in Futurism
Marshmallow Eggs
For most of those who live in the Western Hemisphere, it's that time of year again. If you're a practicing Christian, it isn't hard to imagine what your morning today must have looked like: rising from bed early, donning the best of your Sunday best, and heading off to church with a song on your lips, praising the living Christ. For many of us who grew up in a Christian household, Easter isn't just an important tradition we've kept from our childhoods. At least, not to me.
By Natalie Gray10 months ago in Confessions
Pathogen: Ch. 12
Marnie rolled the car up to Bianca's house a little after seven. It was chugging on fumes by then, all but collapsing like a cartoon in the wide, circular driveway. She didn't see any other cars except for Bianca's SUV, which was a relief. Wrestling a zombie from one vehicle to another would be hard enough without Bianca's parents around to witness it. Marnie glanced into the back seat cautiously, hesitating before cutting the engine. Zombie Trevor had passed out again - thank goodness - looking very serene in his nest of beef stick wrappers and empty jerky bags. Once she was sure he wouldn't wake up and wig out, she turned the car off with a heavy sigh. The second she did, the front door of Bianca's house swung open.
By Natalie Gray10 months ago in Horror
The Man Upstairs
Samantha's new apartment was absolutely perfect. Brand-new stainless steel appliances and granite counters in the kitchen; fully furnished with pieces that were both tasteful and comfortable; a closet big enough to double as an extra bedroom; and a million-dollar view of the city from every window. On top of all it's perks, she got it for a song. When she showed her mother the listing, neither of them believed it could be as good as it looked in the pictures. The minute they walked through the door at the open house, Samantha was in love. Her mother, however, was a bit more cautious and skeptical.
By Natalie Gray10 months ago in Horror
Chapter Three: The Healer
Twig peeked out of Aidan’s pocket as he crawled, dumbfounded, across the floor toward Kyden’s limp form. They patted Aidan's face with an inquisitive chirp, but he neither noticed nor felt it. He was far too busy scooping the old Elfkin gently into his arms, his dark eyes permanently fixed on the pasty, slack face staring up at him. Breaking from his shock a bit, Aidan gave Kyden’s shoulders the gentlest shake.
By Natalie Gray10 months ago in Chapters
Pathogen, Ch. 11
While Marnie was still reeling from shock, Julian leaned over the center console and took a peek out her window. A second later, he threw himself violently in the other direction, kicking open the passenger side door in the process. Marnie grimaced at the sound of him tossing his cookies onto the asphalt, but she couldn't blame him for it a bit. Honestly, it was all she could do to keep from tossing her own cookies. Tossing cookies felt like a very appropriate response to seeing a gore-covered zombie sitting in a pile of what used to be a person.
By Natalie Gray10 months ago in Horror
Pathogen, Ch. 10. Content Warning.
A set of knuckles rapping sharply on her window jolted Marnie from a deep, dreamless sleep. For a second, she forgot where she was, until she saw Julian snoozing in the passenger seat beside her. The moment she laid eyes on him, everything that had happened the night before came rushing to the front of her mind like a flash-flood. Apparently he was a pretty heavy sleeper, as he hadn't been awakened by the knocking like her.
By Natalie Gray11 months ago in Horror
Annabeth's Home. Honorable Mention in 500 Word Shockwave Challenge.
There was nothing in the world Annabeth loved more than her house. It had been in her family for four generations, built by her great-grandfather's own hands. Annabeth was born in that house, and she planned to die in it someday. Every room was meticulously decorated to her liking; each stick of furniture and knickknack placed in exactly the right spot. Everything was absolutely perfect... until one day, it wasn't.
By Natalie Gray11 months ago in Fiction
The V.R. Arcade
"Dude, these things are nuts!" Mikey grinned. Toby couldn't see his eyes through the V.R. helmet on his head, but he could imagine them boggling out of his skull. Honestly, Toby couldn't blame him for being excited. Who'd have thought a small town like theirs would be lucky enough to get a brand new arcade, let alone one packed to the gills with top-of-the-line virtual reality games? It was every thirteen-year-old boy's dream come true. They'd spent all day - and most of their allowance - with those beautiful immersive games, but the fun would have to end soon.
By Natalie Gray11 months ago in Fiction
Pathogen, Ch. 9
"Maryanne, get behind me," Lt. Nightingale ordered calmly. "Do it now, but don't make any sudden movements. Understand?" Marnie's throat tightened with a dry swallow, her eyes darting back and forth to her zombified classmate and the Glock her mother had pointed at his face. "Mom, wait," she begged. "Y-You don't have to shoot him!"
By Natalie Gray11 months ago in Horror
The Perfect Mate
Brian paced endlessly in front of the Matchmaker's office, his bright green eyes flicking to the clock on the wall every few seconds. It felt as if he'd been there for hours, but the digital numbers on its holographic face rolled over at a snail's pace. It was foolish to try and rush the Matchmaker, though; there was a lot of data to crunch, and such things took time. The wait would be well worth it, once Brian had finally met the perfect woman.
By Natalie Gray11 months ago in Futurism
