Gallery / Horror

Susan’s heels clicked loudly on the tile floor of the hallway, dimly lit from only every other rectangular light in the high

Night comes again and with it the time to rest, but its spent instead
wandering amongst the shadows…
An

My name is Stony. And I am an immortal. One of the last of my kind. Only a few males are left of us,.as far as I know.

Prologue
The stench of sulfur is overwhelming.  I need to throw up, but I can’t take a chance of movemen

Sitting at work with only a couple days until tragedy would supposedly strike the planet, Ron, could not quite figure out w

Even in my weakened state, I slept but lightly.  It was more like I was in a trance, aware of my surroundings and

art is death
you’re too alive

Even in my weakened state, I slept but lightly.  It was more like I was in a trance, aware of my surroundings but

The oddest memories are the ones that cut through the muck of everyday existence.  They pour themselves into your

“60 miles per hour, this is great but I need more.” The 1967 Stingray Convertible clung to the curve, like a red fox da

The muddy, thick water was still below the rotted trees, the top of which seemed to block out the night sky.  Hau

     Not knowing they would be her last moments alive, she crept blindly through the darkness. She felt

Lilith’s Coven

Martin Black

As I began my descent back into the real world, I experienced

The oddest memories are the ones that cut through the muck of everyday existence.  They pour themselves into your

“Brilliant,” I whispered. Then God laughed.

“Could anyone look better in this dress?”  I asked to my reflection.

“You can&#

Chapter Two
Kathleen Monroe, starting to feel very pregnant, felt every step as she mounted the porch of her and her

Journey into Hell

“Miss, Miss.” The guard prodded the woman in the carriage out of a drifting sleep,&nb

Conscious

        I was still beating myself up over how far I had

   Michelle blinked rapidly, her eyes adjusting to the dim light. During the travel by Portkey she must have fain

Marty Reeh©2008

Introduction

Tristan de Lenval and Isolde

I remember the n

Prologue

On a quiet day sitting underground on a dirty street corner a couple crouches in panic, sheer pani

It had all started out as an adrenaline rush. Ryan and Shelby wanted to get something out of the last few moments of their

        It felt good.  It felt good to have my palm wrapped around the ha

Story will follow soon….

        It felt good.  It felt good to have my palm wrapped around the ha

Three meals a day.
That’s all I allow myself. No in-between snacks, no sneaking clandestine bites. I eat them

Chapter One

        Anna stared at the house her family now owned.&

Part 2: Reality and Hallucinations
They didn’t leave the room; first they checked all the nooks and crannies. The n

It had all started out as an adrenaline rush. Ryan and Shelby wanted to get something out of the last few moments of their