UntitledIt's nothing against Jacksepticeye, when I see a YouTuber I love watching I will put them in a storyUntitled2 hours ago in Short Stories
Jack was laying on his couch flipping through channels, a gloved hand holding a damp rag quickly cupped over his mouth. He tried to pry off the hand, but it was no use, Jack's eyes began to roll back into his head. Seconds later his hand fell limp, Jack had passed out. Figures in black had taken him out of his apartment, placed him in a truck, and they sped off.
Haunted: Day 1 I pull a turtleneck sweater over the bruising on my neck, apply gauze to the cut on my wrist, and put on some foundation to cover the dark circles under my eyes.Haunted: Day 14 hours ago in Short Stories
I ignore the creeping feeling of being watched when I find a box of cereal and a bowl already taken out for me in the kitchen. The thermostat is even set to a decently warm temperature, even though I hadn’t bothered to set it last night when I cam home.
“Burn it,” I mutter. “Burn it all.” Oh, what I would give for a fireplace right now. Instead, I make do with throwing it all in a trash bag and walking down three flights of stairs to dispose of it in the community dumpster.
I’m turning to head back, staying as far away from the crime scene as possible, when I spot a familiar blue sedan pull into t
The Missing RingTasha huffed in exasperation. If she kept losing this ring, she swore she was gonna rip her hair out. Where is it this time? She knew that she put the gorgeous sterling silver ring with the inlaid diamonds right here on her dresser. She glanced wistfully at her jewelry case, wishing she had the presence of mind to use it. She absently tucked a silky lock of brown hair behind her ear, her hand moving to finger her earring newly placed in her upper ear. Still sore. She moved her hand down.The Missing Ring4 hours ago in Short Stories
Moving into the bathroom, she checked the counter and under the sink. Nothing. Shaking her head, she gave up for the moment. Irresponsible, she thought to herself. She turned to head back to the living room, where she could hear the high whiny voice of the main character obnoxiously weedling his friend. Sweeping her hair behind her shoulder, she strode briskly forward and almost stepped on a spider. A shrill scream escaped her lips. The spider wasn’t big, really, but her phobia ran d
Darkest Dream I awake staring into a blanket of stars. I feel the cold hard ground pressed firmly against my back. I stand, and I continue continue to gaze skyward from the depths of the pit that I have awoken to. How I came to be in such a place is unbeknownst to me, all that matters to me now is a desire to break free of this dark, desolate place. I reach a hand out to touch the cool surface of the wall that I would have to overcome.Darkest Dream6 hours ago in Short Stories
One can only imagine the horror of it, for the wall was very nearly unscailable, and yet it was not enough to deter me from seeing the light of day again. So I began to climb the cold hard thing in front of me, clawing at the stone so as to make my ascent. And as I rose higher and higher, at a pace which invoked the greatest of madness, I endured terrible pain. Blood ran down my hands and feet, the stone left deep open wounds that I suffered from constantly as I forced myself to go ever higher.
Through the pain and the madness I climbed, my determina
The FacesThe faces, they mocked him. Always staring, even though some lacked eyes. Screeching laughter echoing around the room as it escaped their gaping mouths. When the "nice doctor" - as his brother put it - asked him where the faces where, he said his room. "You mean the walls?"The Faces7 hours ago in Short Stories
He only shook his head. The faces did not go everywhere. They did not appear in empty dark hotel rooms. They were only in his bedroom. On the walls and ceilings. The darkest corners held things he would not let his mind venture to. To protect his sanity. But the Nice Doctor continued to probe. Asking question, writing in his notebook, and watching him suspiciously as he spoke. When he left, he knew they would want him to come back. The Nice Doctor said they have a Safe Place. But he knows, that the faces and the things in the corner, will be able to tell. And they will come for and destroy his sanity.
Which is why he made sure he would never be able to see them again.The Nice Doctor said he shouldn't have done it. T
Not So Silent NightThe shrieks piercing the darkness of this Christmas night were inhuman, for the most part. It horrified me to realize I could tell the difference between them, and the people they slaughtered.Not So Silent Night7 hours ago in Short Stories
My daughter had been so happy, waking up and seeing the blanket of snow on the ground. And even more so when the flakes continued to fall to the ground. But when we had ran, the snow was her worst enemy. Coming up to her thin ankles and tripping her. Slowing the progress. Then there was the last time. She had sunk too deep, and the snow had filled her boot. We tried to get her out but... it was no use. They gained too quickly. The snow stained red, and melting from the hot fluid.
I beg, that her mother can forgive me. For leaving our child to die. But maybe I am not to be forgiven, and I am given my judgement in the form of their hands tearing me apart.
I died that night. And so did many more. The last sound I heard, the shrieks of the dead and those who brought it upon them.
The Hungry Couch!"I'm glad im finally home from work" Kayde said to herself while she removed her sneakers and her black ankle socks. She readjusted her blue jeans and her tan long-sleeve shirt then she headed into the kitchen. She pulled her light brown hair back into a ponytail while she walked. She poured herself a glass of water then she leaned up against the counter, she slurped down the water then she headed towards the living room.The Hungry Couch!10 hours ago in Short Stories
She had no idea that her couch was alive and hungry. She was on the menu and she didn't even know it. She readjusted her glasses while she approached the couch, she was relieved to be home but her relief was about to turn into fear. She looked on the floor and spotted the TV remote. She bent down to grab it when a pink tongue wrapped around her neck, the couch's tongue wrapped around her neck within seconds.
Kayde's eyes widened with horror, she tried to scream but the couch pulled her head into its mouth before she could. She couldn't see anything but she knew what w
TftW: Hotel CaliforniaTftW: Hotel CaliforniaTftW: Hotel California22 hours ago in Short Stories
Bruce Campbell TF/TG
This story is based around the classic song Hotel California and is set in the hotel from the song itself, using the supernatural elements from the song that was told by the late Glenn Frey as the tale of someone who, tired from travelling on the dark desert highway - saw a place to rest for the night, stops at the hotel only to find himself trapped in a weird world peopled by freaky characters and put in a claustrophobic situation in which he is trapped within the hotel and can never leave. Tiffany is represented as a character in the story as a gothic hostess and she's a nod to the lyric 'her mind is Tiffany twisted'.
Also the Nightman and Captain are characters in the story and serve as the two right hand-men of Tiffany herself.
Characters featured in this story:
Nathan: Doctor Nathan Forester is a monsterologist and supernatural investigator as well as a scientist, in the storylines involv
The Sun It had been a very, very long day. I breathed a sigh of relief as I finally got a chance to relax. I looked out over the countryside through the living room window. It was beautiful, watching the sun sink lower and lower in the sky. Some days I would pull up a chair just to watch this. Each beam streaming through the window, and setting fire to my furnishings with living illumination.The Sun1 day ago in Short Stories
I took a sip from the tea I held in my hand, and watched. Perhaps my I was too critical, but something seemed to be off tonight. Something about this sunset was not like any other. Even accounting for varieties in a time or vagaries of weather, it was simply... off. I could not put my finger on it.
I began to examine it, the scenic image, looking for aberrations. Were someone to enter and witness me, they would have found quite the madman, subjecting a natural thing to such intense sc
Bill Kieffer's THE GOAT: Building a Perfect VictimSAMPLE PAGES OF "THE GOAT: BUILDING A PERFECT VICTIM" BY BILL KIEFFERBill Kieffer's THE GOAT: Building a Perfect Victim1 day ago in Short Stories
COMING LATER THIS YEAR FROM RED FERRET PRESS.
The improvements in Cheech were so minor as to be almost unnoticeable. There was only so much an untrained mage like Glenn could do. Towards the end of the month, Cheech began to misbehave a bit. I had to beat him a few times and, because goats are stubborn, it took awhile to correct those aberrant behaviors.
The part I had trouble accepting was that Cheech was Glenn, of course. A mage is limited to what he could do to himself safely. Glenn was afraid of getting stuck halfway and locking in a satyr form. He hated satyrs. Satyrs were too human, too naked, too smart. He wanted total annihilation of his humanity. Yet, he needed his smarts and magery to become Cheech. My beating him senseless took him the rest of the way, almost.
We were still short of what Glenn wanted.
What he needed.
I was delivering warded car parts when I realized I might be able to help him with
Memories Are Too Strong pt.1"It was on this very day 30 years and 16 days ago on a..." James started.Memories Are Too Strong pt.11 day ago in Short Stories
"James I think you messed up the story the camp leader told us last year," butted in Rachael.
"Alright time for bed you three," James's mother said.
Devin nodded as they others said goodnight.
Devin was glad the story is over before it began. Devin is Rachael's younger brother and they both are friends with James. Devin hasn't talked much since what he calls "The Incident" which happened last year at Happy Happy Fun Camp. They all knew it sounded creepy before they left. Their parents said it was a respected facility when they went there as teenagers and that it was loads of fun. Devin and the ones who caused it, to this day, are the only ones who know what the incident really is. Just the thought of of it gave Devin nightmares that night or at least the beginning of it.
Faint quick screams.
By the time James, Rachael, and Mary were up and able to meet in the living room James was in the cor
Watched I woke up in the middle of the night, and knew I was not alone. Fear gripped me, an overwhelming trepidation. The paranoia rose, for I knew I was being watched. Quickly, like a mad dog, I looked around the room, searching for the intruder. As my eyes adjusted to the dark, it became clear that there was nothing there. I breathed a sigh of relief, but for some reason, I could not shake it entirely. It was no matter. Perhaps it was just a passing notion. I lay back down and tried to return to sleep.Watched2 days ago in Short Stories
But I could not. I lay there, with my eyes close, waiting for comfort to return, but it refused. Somewhere, somehow, there was something watching my slumber. It observed me for reasons unknown, and I could not discern why. Again, I opened my eyes. There was nothing but darkness around me.
I could see nothing. Refusing to let it get to me, I tried to sleep again. The night closed in around me. And the fear rose up again. There w
UntitledThe overfed tummy rested on the bed, heaving sickly. Nausea rumbled painfully in the heavy round belly, its turbulent contents threatening to rise back up. The owner of the achingly packed middle whimpered and ran her hands down the smooth bulging sides of her packed, straining stomach, trying to ease the upset tummyache bubbling nastily inside her.Untitled3 days ago in Short Stories
Suddenly her stomach lurched and she braced herself, feeling the massive amount of food in her poor tummy shift and gurgle. Her belly grumbled and burbled dangerously and for a moment or two she thought she might throw up. Soon though, the sickness subsided a little, and her belly resumed it's usual rumbly gurgly tourcher. This wasn't just a run of the mill belly ache. Her stomach was in agony, desperately churning and cramping in an attempt to deal with the onslaught of rich food forced into it.
Tears rolled silently down her face as her acidic tummy juices rolled and bubbled violently, bloating her with gas and causing her belly to grow b
OyukiOtra vez ahí, en aquel pueblo lleno de criaturas con poderes, asesinos, enfermos mentales, niñas abusadas y angeles terroríficos, obviamente no habían suficientes amenazas, necesitaban una nueva amenaza para los pobres e indefensos habitantes que solo buscaban la vida próspera que solían tener: Una vida llena de chicos guapos, locos años de juventud, lujos, picnics en el bosque, niños alegres jugando por los vecindarios y tranquilidad eterna, entre otras cosas mundanas.Oyuki3 days ago in Short Stories
Haru Kirishima, el nombre de la pobre chica, 15 años, sin ningún tipo de problemas, había sido una estudiante de intercambio proveniente de Japón, una linda flor de cerezo,tan bella y pura como la cristalina agua de un manantial.
No era perfecta, ni tenía un cuerpo sexy,y no tenía muchos amigos mas que el hijo de su vecina y una niña a la que no volvió a ver pero le contagiaba espíritu infantil.
Hasta aquel día….
Una chica de
Aljui and Anime Girl's Spoopy Nightonce upon the time 2 girls named Aljui and Anime Girl were chillin in there house n they were gettin sleepies so anime girl went 2 prepare herself for the sleep, but her b-room light was on n she didnt turn it on!!!!! "creppy" said anime girl omg so she came back n was spooped but acktullay it was Aljui becuz she is rly a ghost n was gettin revenge on anime gril.Aljui and Anime Girl's Spoopy Night3 days ago in Short Stories
"it's me 4 revenge" Aljui said, "u hont me??? ur rood!" anime girl replied but aljui countered w/ "sry but u had it comin" n hurt anie girls feelings, how mean rite??
"OMG no y u sey that?? I wass nise 2 u" said anime girl sadly n was about 2 cri
"u made me bled" said aljui cuz the other day she was cleaning but hit her hed on a shelf n started bleedign n head hurt 4 few days but it was acktuallay anime girl as a ghost hauning her "i mad u blead 4 ur own good ok" anime girll sed back in defense "y??? y did i ned 2 bleed" aljui said about 2 cri 2, they weer both very emoshunal atm
"cuz.... I naver toald u but... U hav rar dizee
The Jaguars end It had been a few days sense Wolfs arrival, and in that time Zen has learned a lot about the poor girl. She was brainwashed by the church to do anything they wanted. She's the same age as Bridget. She doesn't know her real name so the priests just called her Wolf because of her long white hair.The Jaguars end 3 days ago in Short Stories
"Well you've had a shit life haven't you". Says Zen sitting on a chair in the kitchen."Heh, yeah". Wolf says with an awkward smile. "Oh don't be like that Wolfie". Says Victoria holding the other vampires hand. "He was only joking". "Well okay". "So can either of you get up yet"? William asks trying to change the subject.he looks at the still bloated but nowhere near as stuffed bellies. "Well I think we've taken up enough of your time dear so I'll try". Victoria reaches out her hand for William to grab. It takes a bit longer than 30 seconds before she's finally up. "Urf I hate gravity". Says an uncomfortable looking Victoria who's rubbing her groaning abdomen. "Well your turn now Wolf". Wi