Like a thousand tiny eyes they watch each of us. Their eyes press against the glass peering through every open crack between the curtains, every open slit between the blinds. They look through the key holes and under the doors. They never enter and they n
He was born a horror. A twisted, bent human who was raised as a monster and will soon die like one. In his final words, we get to see the humanity behind the monster.
Sometimes the things in our heads are more real than the things around us.
Every year their village is plundered and their kin are tortured and murdered. One village elder speaks out and tries to rally his village to defend itself.
OnStar! is here to help you … even when you’re not.
A song parody to the tune of Miss American Pie by Don McLean
Sci-fi is not my usual genre. I started out with the intention of writing a horror story, but it’s not horror. This was based off of a dream where I was the main character. In the dream, I never found out why I was suddenly terrified and felt the need to
There are worse things in Heaven and Hell than Lucifer.
Innocence lost can never be regained. But sometimes sharing that lost innocnece with another can help you persevere.
Children who kill animals for the fun of it are called crazy and serial killers in training. Adults who do it are called hunters and upstanding citizens.