If you’re like me, then you love horror. You love it so much that you want to take it a few steps past consuming scary stories and enter into the realm of creating them. Maybe you want to retell some personal horror stories that have occurred to you or someone close to you. You may …
Scary stories are the most thrilling type of tale we can be told. When done well, they can cause our minds to become hyper-aware of all of the potential nightmares that surround us. They can take us from our seats and make us question if the old lady across the street is truly as innocent …
If you have not read the other installments of this series, I highly recommend you check them out. You should start with Strange Weight, then the Tunnels, A Good Life, The False Prophet, and Part 1 & 2 of the Assassin. Enjoy! Part 3 “Aye,” said Agiion. Bron nodded, letting his sadness be read clear …
If you have not read the other installments of this series, I highly recommend you check them out. You should start with Strange Weight, then the Tunnels, A Good Life, The False Prophet, and Part 1 of the Assassin. Enjoy! Part 2 “What information you be lookin’ for?” said Bron. They all sat next to …
If you have not read the other installments of this series, I highly recommend you check them out. You should start with Strange Weight, then the Tunnels, A Good Life, and The False Prophet. Enjoy! Part 1 Life is meaningless without a code to live by. Most let others choose their code; religion, government, family. …
Baylo felt a hand stroke his cheek. He opened his eyes and saw a dark figure over him, tattered, dirty, and monstrous. Its hair, if one could even call it that, covered its entire face. He could smell the stench emanating from the thousand years of rot. Baylo began to whimper as his body shook. …
It had never started out as a sham. The visions had been an accident, living dreams that had been made mistakes the moment he had spoken of them to his parents. They had sold him to the Sovereign, before the Sovereign had been known as that and had only been a tall, handsome, ambitious young …
“There not be more I can do?” asked the young whore as she caressed Bron’s bandaged hand. She must have never had a broken bone in her life or she would have known how painful what she was doing was, but he let her anyway. She was sweet to try and care for him, clean …
Bron let the rag slip over his head, soaking up the sweat that had beaded over his wrinkly skin. He picked up his pants from over the chair as he walked toward the open window. He found himself putting off covering himself as he let the cool air flow over his genitals. He looked out …
They say brave men are those who act in spite of fear. The others, the ones that act without it, are just stupid, and yet, both these types of men are what the world wants. Darvin was neither type of man. He was a man who had done plenty to appear brave in the eyes …