Horror - Page 13

"Though he had seen many specters and been more than once beset by Satan, he would have passed a pleasant life in spite of the devil and all his works if his path had not crossed a being that causes more perplexity than ghosts, goblins, and the whole race of witches: a woman

CHAPTER SEVEN 2ND SUNDAY "Daddy, daddy. Wake up" Mike feels a weight on his chest and sleepily tries to get an exuberant daughter to ease up her jumping on his torso. "I'm awake, Jan. What's all this excitement about?" "Come on for breakfast

Headlights, screeching of tires, blaring of a horn BAM….. I wake up and see only black.. I am being moved. “We need to get her down to the tunnels before she wakes up!” I fade out again. Opening my eyes I see a gray stone ceiling with pipes and hear metal wheels on a stone floor

DISCLAIMER: This story was inspired by a story I read called "Burning Sage" from CreepyPasta. It, however, in NO way reflects my own personal preferences, views, or fantasies

This is a fictional story that is in no way true. If you are offended by gay teen and preteen boys in sexual situations and acts then stop reading and leave now. If you like that then read on. This is a story I have been kicking around in my head for a while

Chapter One I've been here for five years. Many have proven incapable of surviving this long. They lose their minds and succumb to the insanities they are labeled. They are defined by their insanities and are slaves to them

"Sarah, I'm back!", I hear my flatmate come in, arms full of groceries. "Hey, did they have everything?", I start moving to the door to greet her. "Yeah, but I can only carry so much. Here, take some of it

"NO! STOP! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING! THIS IS CRAZY!" Amanda wailed as she struggled in the electric chair. "Even if you did know anything it doesnt really matter at this point

CHAPTER SIX 2ND SATURDAY The kids have them up by eight thirty and Mike sees Nina out by the car in her drive. He waves as he picks up his paper and she wanders over. She says, "What a hang over! Jeff is miserable, too

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The Abduction of Selah I in no way support rape this is just a piece of fiction intended to pleasure people. it is not in support of rape. Selah was the perfect young woman. Even for a sixteen year old she was petite

Chapter Twenty-One ELENA The drip of water, the howl of wind. The cold on my naked body. One breath, then another. That was what Adarian taught me so long ago. The room was lit by a barred window

“Death doesn't exist. It never did.. Everything that happens before Death is what counts.” -Ray Bradbury, "Something Wicked This Way Comes" *** It was late, and everyone else had gone home. There was no one to keep Sharon company. No one but the dead

"Hey!" the priest yelled at her, pointing the gun. She looked over. There were several ways to deal with this situtation. She could cast a spell, run and wait for him. She suddenly smelled a demon not to far away. The demon no doubt smelled her hot juices

It was the end of summer, when the temperatures should have started their annual decline. This year, it was different since the Pacific Northwest was in one of the longest heat waves in it's history