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Stories in our horror category are dark and filled with suspense, with plots intended to shock and elicit fear in the reader. This genre includes themes such as psychological horror, demonic forces, zombies and urban legends. If you enjoy a good scare or would like to share a frightening story, please submit your work to this category.

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John's Story

Poor poor John

John held perfectly still as he leaned against the tree. The deer moved cautiously out of the trees onto the meadow. First, a doe with her fawn stepped out. Looking all around, walking sort of jerk, jerk, look. Finally, the rest followed, last of all came the buck. Still cautious, he stepped forward with authority, like when Dad came in for supper. Holding his breath, afraid anything...Read On

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Asylum Ch.2

Sometimes the scariest thing is a smile

The next morning Eric was escorted to his cell under strict watch after completing his three hour therapy session, with the same results as day one. Not a damn thing had changed in his behavior or his way of thinking. As they neared his cell he could smell an unusual stench to say the least. He couldn't quite describe it, but it made his nose curl in disgust. The guards stopped their march...Read On

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Recompense - Part One

Another horror story in pieces....

"I want them beheaded," she announced amidst the staggered crying of the women.  "You want to cling to the barbaric ways of your heritage then you can appreciate drawing your last breath with your throat against the chopping block." More cries broke out, loud and pain-filled sobs that rang inside her ears. She would finally have the revenge she sought for so long. Recompense for the murder...Read On

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The Chronicles of Claudia Labelle -- Part XXVII

Entry XXXIV – Would it be right of me to go back to entry one of this diary and cross out the line or two I wrote of wolves? I was wrong, as they are far from a glorious creation; they are, indeed, large and terribly ferocious beasts. I am forced to agree with what I have read of them. It scares me just to think of going back into the forest. What other creatures may hide in the fog?...Read On

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The Chronicles of Claudia Labelle -- Part XXVI

Gala joins Claudia and Mr. Vukan on a third expedition.

Entry XXXIII – I awoke this morning still shaken by an unnerving anxiety from the main event of yesterday, and it was to my surprise that no horrid nightmares stole my sleep. Indeed, I slept peacefully. Had nature given me a night of rest from the cruel barbarity of my life? After several attempts at breathing deeply, I could not find the strength of will alone to calm the shudders....Read On

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The Puppeteer- Part Two

Can our heroine escape a madman?

Andrea was frantic and distracted at work after she received the news of her mother though, and it only added to the stress of trying to keep it from her father. Especially, since he could always tell when something was wrong with her and her actions didn't help. She was all over the place as she tried everything to keep as much distance as possible from her to him. She spent most of the time...Read On

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The Chronicles of Claudia Labelle -- Part XXIII

Entry XXX – For once I am left speechless. Unable to find the words to tell you, dearest Reader, what I have just dreamt. I am numb, my heart is void of emotion due to the shock, and my mind is fresh with the images of it. Instead of telling you what I saw (like I planned before even opening this diary), perhaps it would be best to describe what I have witnessed in the dream: The...Read On

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The Puppeteer - Part One

Can our heroine escape a madman?

Andrea minded her own business as she walked around the grocery store on a bright Tuesday afternoon. She had just left work and needed to pick up a few things before finally heading home. She wandered amongst the melons in the section of the store full of fruits and vegetables as she tried to concentrate on which one was ripest and figuring out what else she needed to grab. She sighed as...Read On

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Voice of Ice

He sought the name of the angel of ice

The wind gave a piercing howl, rattling the windows of Professor Jack Lange’s apartment. Jack lowered his book at the sound and stared out at the blowing snow. "Wow, what a storm!" announced the disc jockey on the radio as if he, too, had heard it, "If you don't gotta go out, don't go." Jack turned off the radio. The storm had given him a rare day to himself, so he wasn’t especially...Read On

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The Chronicles of Claudia Labelle -- Part XVII

Entry XXIII – I was awakened in the dead of night by the sound of a slow drip of liquid somewhere within my living quarters. Rancid air filled my lungs, staining my heart with a dreadful terror to open my eyes. There was a voice I heard in the distance; faint, but sharp, that of a woman. I curled the blanket closer to my face and sealed my eyelids tight. She moaned in a struggle for...Read On

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The Chronicles of Claudia Labelle -- Part XIII

Claudia practices her gift alone.

Entry XIX – Practicing my gift has been quite the undertaking, especially when I am all alone. It is not that I am saddened by my loneliness, but it would be much easier to train if the Prior was still speaking to me. Nevertheless, I have attempted to replicate the process of sight into the Realm of Death through memory, and have had . . . some success. My first few efforts were...Read On

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The Chronicles of Claudia Labelle -- Part XI

Claudia learns to control her gift.

Entry XV – I am troubled by my interaction with the Prior yesterday, as I may have brought about some ache to his mind. This morning I awoke and went downstairs to the dining room, expecting to find the Prior waiting for me by the stone fireplace. But he was not there. It came as a bit of a shock, really. He has always been awake before me, even throughout the journey to Sigtuna. I...Read On

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The Chronicles of Claudia Labelle -- Part VI

Claudia is haunted by a horror of the night.

Entry VII – Good evening, my dearest Reader. I have just returned to my quarters after spending the past few hours in deep conversation with the Prior, and I must say I find myself humbled by his words. There is such a capacity and perfection when he speaks as if he has lived for a hundred lifetimes. The strict knowledge that he possesses is something I will never be able to achieve, even...Read On

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Wendigo Part 1

The origin of the wendigo legend in the early United States.

Jamestown Fort, January 1609 Sarah awoke in the dark. The first thing she noticed was the cold. It had seeped through the clothing she wore, through the blanket that she had wrapped herself in, through the very ground; reaching for her like the icy, cold fingers of death. She exhaled and watched her breath become visible in the grey, early light of dawn that crept through the cracks of...Read On

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The Ghoul Part 6

A military group encounters a terror from the desert sands while in Iraq.

Suddenly, the warning of the tribal elder and Wasad’s explanation came rushing back to us. The entire, horrible truth came crashing down upon me in a rush. I realized that the body we had seen in the hole was indeed a ghoul. The images we had seen of the torture and execution were not an attempt by the Republican Guard to execute an innocent man, but an attempt to rid themselves of a scourge....Read On

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The Ghoul Part 5

A military group encounters a terror from the desert sands while in Iraq.

Once packed, we had nothing else to do but hurry up and wait. Sam and I were conflicted about leaving. We felt that it was wrong that we were leaving Chris, but we had searched all over for him, the grunts had searched for him, but there was absolutely no trace. We kept hoping against hope that he would show up by random chance one day, but as the days went by and there was no Chris, we began...Read On

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The Ghoul Part 4

A military group encounters a terror from the desert sands while in Iraq.

At around 5 o'clock the next morning, I was awakened by Sam shaking my shoulder. “Dave, you need to get up,” he said. “What? What? Why? What's happening? What’s going on?” was my reply. “It's Chris,” Sam said. “He's missing; he's not here.” “What do you mean he’s missing,” I asked, sitting up. I wiped the sleep from my eyes, and I saw that Sam was speaking the truth. There was no sign of...Read On

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The Ghoul Part 3

A military group encounters a terror from the desert sands while in Iraq.

Chris and I both groaned. We knew Sam was one to go a little bit too far, but this was too much. “That’s absolutely disgusting,” I said. “That used to be a person. That is so disrespectful. You’re unbelievable. How would you feel if someone pissed on you when you were dead?” “I wouldn’t care,” Sam called back over his shoulder as he finished up. “I’d be dead. Plus, I already told you...Read On

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The Ghoul Part 2

A military group encounters a terror from the desert sands while in Iraq.

Chris jumped in after Sam got out, and, on our signal, he mashed the accelerator down, and he was off. As we watched him race around the track, I considered asked Sam if he had felt uneasy in the warehouse like I had, but decided against it. Sam was a good friend, but he could be brutal and borderline cruel if you were acting, in his opinion, like anything other than a man. I turned my...Read On

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The Ghoul Part 1

A military group encounters a terror from the desert sands while in Iraq.

The Ghoul The following happened about ten years ago. There are times that I still wake up in the middle of the night, sweating in the grips of a nightmare. When this occurs, I know that getting back to sleep will be a losing proposition, so I instead get up and make a pot of coffee. As time has passed, the nightmares have lessened, but like a virus, they have never truly left. I will have...Read On

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No Room for Romance

If he knew it was going to be his last movie, Oshiro Akiyama would have watched something more uplifting than a horror. Oblivious to the dangers that awaited him in his own home, he walked casually into his one bedroom apartment and locked the door behind him. He turned off the lights, took off everything except his boxer shorts and climbed into bed. Mere seconds after shutting his eyes,...Read On

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Voices

What can Ian do about the voice inside his mind that he is convinced is demonic possession?

It’s a demon, he thought. It has to be. For the past week, he had had migraine-like headaches which he believed was a supernatural occurrence. This spirit had gained entry to his mind, and now it wanted to get out, but it couldn’t, so banged away at his skull in an attempt to find an exit, rather like a spider in a bath, unaware of the plughole from which it came. He took all the pills he...Read On

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Something Inside Joe Mesh - Part 2

Behold the talking cat!

He had craved the taste of his very last bottle of beer waiting for him in the fridge the entire way home. By the time he placed his hand on the knob of the front door he could feel the lightly carbonated ale sliding down his throat, tickling his taste buds with an almost divine satisfaction. Stepping inside he wasn’t greeted by Charlie as he normally was. Although he found that somewhat odd,...Read On

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Something Inside Joe Mesh - Part 1

Behold the talking cat!

“My heart hurts,” Joe replied when asked how he was feeling by his doctor and long-time acquaintance, Farnsworth Banes. Blinded by the light being shined in his eyes, Joe thought about what he was going to eat for dinner when he got home, his mind wandering off as Doctor Banes pressed his hand firmly against his chest and asked him to breathe in. “Any other unusual symptoms?...Read On

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The Son of Project 12 - Part 2

The next day he watched as the posse of rifle-armed men trailed through the forest in search of their murderous beast. They combed the woods like predators themselves, in all directions but towards Dale Benshaw’s. This, George found strange, and it gave just a little bit of credibility to Martin’s story. He took it upon himself to search the woods that led to the creek, where none else...Read On

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On the mountain. Part 5

As Jane was led to the back room she felt foolish for her outburst earlier. If Victor had intended to kill her he'd have done so already. They stopped in front of the tapestry where Victor slid the heavy hanging cloth to one side and opened the door, together they entered the room.     He paused at the back wall and showed her the carefully disguised finger holds. He then placed his...Read On

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The Son of Project 12 - Part 1

It was a quiet town — if you could call it that. A few houses scattered throughout the deep forests of Northern Ontario bound together by nothing more than a one-lane gravel roadway that you could conquer with mild strides in less than twenty minutes. So small was this humble community of laidback country folk that their town didn’t even have a name. You couldn’t find it on a map if you...Read On

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On the mountain. Part 4

When Jane opened her eyes again, she was back on the couch in Victor's cabin. The couch had been moved closer to the fireplace so that she was bathed in the heat from the burning logs and she was wrapped in a soft blanket. Her head hurt, and when she raised her hand to feel the wound the blanket fell from her shoulders, and she discovered that she was naked. Fear and panic clutched at her...Read On

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On the mountain. Part 3

Jane could not remember the last time she had enjoyed herself as much as she did during those first three days.The splint that she had fashioned before Victor found her was discarded. Using materials in his cabin, he fashioned a makeshift cast for her leg, and Jane was able to walk without pain. At night they talked for hours about every subject under the sun, Victor was well versed on a...Read On

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On the mountain. Part 2

Jane awoke with a start and a short scream and looked wildly around the room, it took a few seconds for her to remember where she was. She relaxed when she realized that she was back on the couch in Victor's cabin. Jane then began to question herself. Did she actually get up? Did she actually discover that there was a hidden back room? Did she really see what she thought saw? The last...Read On