Horror

Nightmare Doll
Jesse's dad Troy knocked on Uncle Jim and Aunt Marnie's front door. Uncle Jim came to the door, smiling.
By DJ Robbins2 months ago in Fiction
The Box
"I'm telling you, Man: it's real, and it's worth a fortune!" Duke had that look in his eyes again. Somewhere between a kid on Christmas morning, and a crackhead looking for his next fix. The last time Ronny had seen it, he spent two months in the hospital recovering from a weird, tropical fever nobody still could tell him the name of. The time before that, he'd spent three weeks rotting in a Mexican prison. Which he vowed never to speak of again.
By Natalie Gray2 months ago in Fiction
The Shell’s Call
Kaia wandered the sun-kissed shores of Cayo Costa each and every morning, collecting calcium carbonate treasures and listening to the gentle hum of churning ocean water.
By Madison "Maddy" Newton2 months ago in Fiction
When the Devil Moved Next Door. Honorable Mention in What the Myth Gets Wrong Challenge.
I was playing marbles with Lisa Perkins in the front drive and mum was hanging out washing in the back garden when the Devil moved next door.
By Matthew Batham2 months ago in Fiction
Love as Consumption
I could feel it in the pit of my stomach. That inevitable crush. I knew as soon as I walked through the door, we’d have words — stern, unproductive words. The atmosphere choked me, the scent of Bolognese burned into the bottom of the pan reminding me why it’s best I do the cooking, and of the air of unfiltered bitterness that had been present for years.
By Paul Stewart2 months ago in Fiction
The Closed Door (Part I)
There was enough silence for the beats of my heart to resonate in my ears, each beat seemed to shrink the small room where I was, one more intense than the previous one. I didn't know what I was doing in a tub, but I was there, locked in a room that couldn't even be called a room; as small as a closet, painted in its most abandoned and sickly shade of green, with only an iron door. I had seen it for a moment, thinking there was something behind that door, but I lowered my head again and shifted uncomfortably in the tub. Yes, I was inside a dirty tub, but I felt safe in there, I didn't want to get out and I didn't want to look at the door again.
By Michelle2 months ago in Fiction
Sage
I discovered Camden Town through my sister, Tasha, who moved there when she was twenty. She was studying art at some red brick university and the room she rented above a kebab shop doubled as a studio. To me, her work was just senseless globs of paint. I could never understand how a tutor could grade anything so abstract.
By Matthew Batham2 months ago in Fiction
Time After Time. Content Warning.
They were lifelong friends, but she treated her like family, like a daughter. Every weekend, she opened her door and welcomed her with a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 months ago in Fiction
Smiling Friends is like an R - Rated Version of Gumball
I have recently been watching Smiling Friends, and it's one of the most hilarious shows I have seen in animation. Smiling Friends follows the story of two characters named Charlie and Pim, who are working for a company known as Smiling Friends. They are in charge of putting a smile on people's faces, and the duo goes through so much insanity just to get their clients to smile.
By Emy Quinn2 months ago in Fiction
Eyes on the Ground
There was a woman that walked through town every Saturday morning. While she walked the rest of the town, stayed indoors. No one dared to open their shutters. Or peep through the peephole of their doors. If you were already outdoors while she was on her walk, you were encouraged to stare at the ground. Keep your eyes on the ground. Nowhere else but the ground.
By Raphael Fontenelle2 months ago in Fiction
You Must Join Me
They were all seated together in the drawing room. She had kept out of sight by staying behind the largest couch in the room. All of them had spoken about a monster that was lurking on the edge of town. Some form of beast that could take the form of anyone it had killed. This thing had hunted anything that dared to enter the forest for one reason or another.
By Raphael Fontenelle2 months ago in Fiction
There's A Vampire in Town
Vampires. They’re a super popular legend that everyone knows about. Being repelled by garlic, sunlight, and crosses. Depending on the lore they could also be killed by silver. Cannot be seen in mirrors. Nor can they come into someone else’s home without being invited first.
By Raphael Fontenelle2 months ago in Fiction