Horror

The Divine
Everybody dies. The rich, the poor, the prude, the wild, our loved ones and our enemies. Nature does not discriminate one holy man to that of which appears to have clawed its way out from the fiery pits of hell.
By Jesenia De La Cruz5 years ago in Fiction
Black Blisters
“There’s one thing that never seems to change no matter how grim the world becomes. No matter how dark the days are, the sun will still rise and mark a new dawn. The circle of life will always continue - you may not be able to see it, but it will. ”
By Gus verb5 years ago in Fiction
A Thin Red Line
“Come, come,” the man in soiled surgical scrubs said as he motioned Eve to follow him into the operating room. Eve could see dirt or dried blood beneath his fingernails. She shivered, looking quickly at the two other girls and one boy sitting on makeshift chairs in the waiting room, and like her, gas masks securely fastened to each face.
By David R Bishop5 years ago in Fiction
Heart Sick
My legs, warm and slightly pinker than normal from the July sun, were sprawled out before me in the sand. It was a pleasant sand, much unlike the bayou mud I’d grown accustomed to in my many trips to Galveston. These tiny pearls of glass shook off easily as I stood up to go grab another bottle of sugar-free fruity vodka masquerading as a bottle of water. Despite smuggling enough liquor here to make a Kennedy blush, I was at least trying to avoid breaking the rule about glass bottles at this beach.
By Elizabeth London5 years ago in Fiction
When Death Forgets You
This story begins with my death. Don’t worry, I won’t ruin anything else for you, but I figured I’d be upfront. This isn’t the Sixth Sense and I’m not trying to surprise you. Well, maybe a bit. Shock factor is everything nowadays.
By Erica Chase5 years ago in Fiction
Thicker Than Blood
Jefferson Avenue erupted with a cacophony of voices. The wide street brimmed with bodies fueled by passion and rage. Chaos ensued, the likes of which the city of Detroit had not seen since the riots of the late sixties. A century later, the once lively city descended into disarray. Amidst an eroding ozone layer and rising sea levels, humanity held its many negligent politicians accountable. In lieu of government and law, factions and tribalism arose.
By Nellos5 years ago in Fiction
Buckley
Buck sat on the edge of the bank alongside the runoff ditch. Her head bobbed like the bottle of Orange Fanta floating down what some folks called, “The River.” She’d been awake for days. Adjacent to her was the oversized plastic cooler with the precious contents she was guarding. The crinkling of a bag snagged by a metal hanger jolted her awake. She scanned the ditch for the source then, satisfied that there was no immediate danger, turned her attention back to the cooler.
By Danielle Allen5 years ago in Fiction
Blue Skies
Ian looked up at the sky and wondered anything and everything that crossed his mind. His mind was a buzz with questions and possibilities that seemed so far away. He laid back on the gravel road and just stared at the cloudy sky. As long as he could remember the clouds were usually thick and billowy with various shades of gray. Today there were signs of breaks and they appeared thinner in spots. Then he saw it. The briefest of moments it was there. Blue sky. His eyes widened and he barely noticed his mouth dropped as he stared at the blue in a sea of gray.
By Derrick Billups 5 years ago in Fiction
Pamelya
“LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, STEP RIGHT UP.” A melodious voice echoed throughout the night. A plump man dressed in stripped pants and a dirty orange tailcoat. Raising his polished bullhorn to his dusted white face, his red painted smile bellowed and growled. “STEP RIGHT UP AND ENTER THE CIRCUS, IF YOU DARE! WELCOME TO THE CARNIVAL CARNAL!”
By Robert Branch5 years ago in Fiction
Life as She Knew It
The man’s fingers lift her chin, eyes locked on her face. He turns it from one side to the other, inspecting her. Watching as she swallows, he hears her feet shift uncomfortably beneath the table that separates them.
By Olivia Tillotson5 years ago in Fiction
Ghost Toasters
“Tonight, on Ghost Toasters we help a divorced mother of two kids with a paranormal problem. They say something is going on in the basement, Jim.”
By Mark Stigers 5 years ago in Fiction
Land of the Forgotten
January 3rd, 2033 America is dead. We the people have become our own greatest enemy. We let our egos become bigger than our hearts and the rest of the world has shunned us for it. Canada blocked its borders. Mexico had every citizen work overtime to finish building a wall to keep us out. The rest of the world has been told to ignore us. We have no electricity, and our resources are dwindling. We have become a country of despair with no one to help us. We must do our best to move forward, because we know that there is no escaping the land of the forgotten and the home of the beaten.
By Loren Yancey 5 years ago in Fiction