Stories meant to chill the warmest of hearts.

Thriller

  • The Curse They Bring

            Everywhere I go, they’re there. Even when I can’t see them, I know that they are following me. I’ve done everything I can to escapeβ€”truly, I haveβ€”but it’s been a futile attempt. I fear that they will always be with me; following me, watching me, talking to me. I don’t think that I will ever Read More

  • Insatiable

            There’s something about fear that I like.        I think it’s the way that people act when they’re afraid. I like the way that their eyes get wide when they realise they’re in danger. I like it when they beg for mercy in hopes of winning a way out, and when they start to sob after they Read More

  • The Author

            It’s a night like many other nights. The air is sweet and mild with a crisp chill to it. The streets are empty except for resting cars. Lit pumpkins line the sidewalks while exaggerated spider webs hang from all of the houses. Small children are trying, and struggling, to fall asleep because of their Read More

  • Gives You Hell

    Β  Β  Β  Β  Little can be seen in the dark throne room. Shades of black and deep red coat the walls and floors.Β The curtains are closed, although it seems pointless as the outside sky is protected by black clouds. Candles are lit along the entire length of the castle. They are not the most Read More

  • As The World Fades to Black

            The pools of purple and blue make the canvas of my face look like some sort of crime as I examine myself in the mirror. I’m going out to dinner with my fiancΓ©e and our parents tonight. I can’t show up at the restaurant with bruises on my face. I look down at the Read More

  • The Trouble With Lowlives

            The sound of crying is all around me. I don’t know how many of us are crying, but it’s the only thing that can be heard in the room. There is nothing else. There is nothing but the god-awful, continuous crying. I know I’m part of the problem. I can feel Read More

  • One Last Dance

            Soft music flows up and down the halls, drawing my attention. The school closed hours ago. There shouldn’t be anyone here besides me and the other janitor right now. I consider using my walk talky to call for security, but decide against it. I’m a twenty-year-old man. I should have the courage by Read More