“Expiration Dates” by Erik C. Martin “Mmm. I think this is the best coffee I’ve ever drank,” Heck said. His wife of a month, Cassidy, smiled....
“Alone on New Years” by Robert P. Ottone Julian’s girlfriend left early in the evening on New Year’s Eve. She was working the second of a...
“Hanging By A Thread” By Charles Rainey Gaspard Boucher died at midnight—as my death list prophesized with full accuracy, so much so that under the bold...
Warning, make sure you read PART 1, PART 2, PART 3, and PART 4 before continuing… “Mom… don’t you smell it?” I whispered, my voice cracking in anger. She...
Warning, make sure you read PART 1, PART 2 and PART 3 before continuing… The ride was hard, even with the adrenaline pulsing through my veins...
A Time To Burn By Jeffrey Kane The rain cascaded down in a torrential fall as Nib trudged through the streets. More rain, he thought...
“Check The Children” by J.M. Brannyk In the still night, he watches his steps. Balancing his weight from one side to the other, he moves slowly,...
“Horror Selections” by Bonnie Matthews Brock Bonnie Matthews Brock is a Florida-based photographer, as well as a school psychologist. Her images have been published in Ibbetson...
“The Keys are Red witih Roses” by Silas Adams He stands and waits. I know to stay out of sight. The lead pipe in my hands...
“A Sense of Justice” by Omar ZahZah Sometimes I wonder if part of what draws people in to a good ghost story is a sense of...
“Early In America” by Ryan Priest Once upon Virginia in the year 1788 there was a five-member family who lived on part of, what would one...
“Revenge of the Roses” by Linda M. Crate He called them his roses. The girls that he slaughtered. Their remains were never recovered from the swamp....
“The Popobawa” by J.P. Roquard “Where’ve you come from?” “Up river.” “Churchtown?” “No.” “Then where?” “Past Churchtown.” “Ain’t much past Churchtown.” “Nope.” The hunter considered this....
“The Eyes Have It” By Victory Witherkeigh “He’s watching me again,” said the little girl to her father. Her father rolled his eyes. It was the...
“Monsters” by Linda M. Crate Judy breathed in heavily. She hated that the council had decided she was the one to do this. When she had...
“Burst” by Gordon Blitz The flat Santa Fe skyline painted our drive from Albuquerque. The volcanic red pressed against the dark highway as we stare beyond...
“The Body In The Middle” by Meera Dandekar On a gloomy night, Alice woke up in a dark room, placed neatly in a chair, as if...
“From The Papers of AvH” by Kathy Sherwood Of all my experiences and studies of the undead, the first time I encountered them face-to-face has haunted...
“Awakening” by Frances Ippolito Chum enjoyed death more than anything else. Particularly, he enjoyed the many deaths he had personally secured. Chum was prideful in this...
“Lucky Break” by Hyten Davidson There’s different kinds of opportunity in the world, or so I hear: some knock sweetly on your door, some slam into...