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Descent Into Darkness Chapter Three
Aerion, Aesteria 1871 Rayvn sat in front of the mirror, brushing out her hair. Her hands were shaking and her breath was coming quickly as her heart pounded. Memories of the night before replayed over and over again as she tried to find yet another way out of this marriage. Rayne didn't seem much happier, though she would be marrying Marrow, at least that was her father's plan. They had come up with one of their own. Neither woman was happy with the suitor she had been betrothed to, so Rayne had come up with a way for herself to be happy at least.
By Carolynn Reynolds8 years ago in Horror
My Roommate Is a Demon
Ugh. I totally have the worst roommate ever. I don't care if your cousin's friend's hairdresser once had a roommate that ended up being a serial killer. My situation is totally worse. I'm sure you are probably thinking, how on earth could this girl's situation be worse? She is totally such a drama queen. Well it fucking is okay? And you better listen to my story or I swear to god I'LL FUCKING POP A—
By E E Holding8 years ago in Horror
Descent Into Darkness Prologue
Aerion, Aesteria 1855 A scream came from the birthing chamber of Lillian and Jace Black as the Marchioness was told once more by the midwife to push. Jace was outside the chamber, pacing as he listened to his wife's screams. The Marquess prayed for the first time in years as he ran his hands through his fiery red hair, that his wife would bring safe delivery to their children and survive the night herself. Once again, he listened to her cry out and winced, but the cries that followed brought joy through his fear. He watched as a nursemaid rushed past, giving him a glimpse of the woman he cherished most in this life. She looked exhausted, sweat beads could be seen dotting her forehead, tendrils of her curly onyx hair plastered to her cheeks in the dim firelight. The door closed and he took a deep breath. He had only heard one child cry, there was still another to come but this was the moment in which he feared most. With the last child, his dearest Lillian's fate would be forever sealed.
By Carolynn Reynolds8 years ago in Horror
What's in the Attic?
Spirits are real. You may have been told otherwise as a kid by your disbelieving parents or by society but you can't doubt the clamor of the poltergeist or the chill of their astral bodies as they try to merge back into the physical plane. Some people see, feel or hear them. Others don't. Since I was younger, I have always had brushes with the fantastic. Whether it was in the form of the rare cryptid sighting or a spirit, there was always some way or another these things found a means to communicate with me.
By Varden Frias8 years ago in Horror
The Girl
That night I had chosen my bedroom, the closet one to the bathroom. Didn’t want to walk too far at night. Big houses are always creepy. It was down the hall and it just had to be downstairs. My parents were upstairs in their master bedroom. Getting everything ready for their big trip.
By Lost Dreamer8 years ago in Horror
The Blinking Lady
More than once upon a time, I had a dream that followed me. I dreamt of a woman with long black hair hanging from her head in a lump of tangles, covering most of her torso. Her eyes were wide, pupils so dilated they consumed her face. She wore nothing but a torn up white dress—I imagined it was her nightgown—and she would stand impossibly still, doing nothing but blinking at me. Never fidgeting.
By Calyn Ehid8 years ago in Horror
Bloody Mary
We all know the story behind the infamous lady in the mirror. Well, at least one of the several variations of the stories that depict her demise, how she ended up being the center of slumber parties, how to invoke her, and what she does if you are indeed successful in conjuring her bloody, evil spirit.
By Melanie Lutton8 years ago in Horror
Blood Addiction: Chapter 2
Chapter 2 “Aw man, what the hell, Julian?” All I could hear was Tony panicking in my ear, pacing back and forth in Jane’s apartment. She’d been knocked out for about three hours and he was starting to worry. To be honest, I don’t know what the hell happened. The last thing I remembered was feeling a shock go down my arm when she accidentally brushed her hand against mine at the blood bank. After that, it was like everything happened in a quick blur. She got dazed, passed out, and hasn’t been up since then. I looked over to my little brother and started shaking my head.
By Saintta Modurat8 years ago in Horror
Great Gift Ideas for Ghost Lovers
Ghost lovers are truly unique individuals who fully believe in ghosts, as well as have a strong passion for the subject. They have downloaded every ghost radar app possible into their phone, actually own ghost hunting equipment, and will always bring up the paranormal to their friends at random. And I have to admit, they're among the coolest people; I respect their actions.
By Jacqueline Hanikeh8 years ago in Horror
