The Fate Of Two Worlds Rests On The Shoulders Of a Few Unsuspecting Souls
What they say is false. I have two sisters, but I was eldest. Yes, my mother died when I was small, sixteen winters gone. And yes, I am Beauty – so Father called me. He was a merchant, rough and shrewd, wise at barter, and providing for our needs and some of our modest wants….
The Halloween Story Competition is our most recent event in which the winners will get copies of all of our published books, plus a special winner digital certificate, and a big announcement placed permanently on our website. It might not seem like much, but you will get all the brag rights you would want with…
This tale was repeated one way or another through the nights we gathered around horror Granny, in a way it was the staple of her craft, like a familiar trope some author resorts to in all their books. I remember the first time I heard this one, I was around seven, and it was the…
Did you ever listen to certain horror urban legends told as if they were the only truth out there? When I was a boy, the grandmother of one of my street-playing acquaintances would gather us every night to tell us a horrific story that would fall more into the land of urban legends than anything…
Let me tell you a true story from my past, and even though you might think this is fiction, I assure you, it is 100% a true story. It was the winter of 1996, around mid-October. I was a fresh graduate from the faculty of medicine, and I wanted/thought to make a difference. I was…
“So, how did your grandmother get her hands on the portal/egg?” The man ran ahead of Carmen as he weaved through fallen tree branches and potholes. “I am not certain.” Carmen panted as she ran along. “But I think my grandfather or perhaps my great grandfather brought it from their travels.” She felt the crispy…
“You definitely are a ghost.” Carmen laughed uncontrollably. “You know, I didn’t believe that you could even be possible to exist, but here you are, a void of any flesh and blood ghost.” “I am not a ghost.” The ghost sighed in an annoyed manner. “Don’t I have to die first to be a ghost?”…
The old road stretched promising to Carmen’s flattering heart, a quick run was all it took for her to get out of this place and from the clutches of whoever was calling to her. Yet, even though the old road promised an escape, her vicious curiosity demanded to know a bit more before she let…
Carmen walked to the old road at the end of the village. Everybody in the village avoided the old road like the plague, but not Carmen, she simply didn’t care. Old Harrison said to her grandmother that the old road is haunted, that it has a gateway to hell, and that walking on it was…