Daily Prompt: No Deal

via Daily Prompt: Compromise A horror short story.   Pt.1 I smiled down into my coffee, contemplating their argument, considering how quickly they’d defy me. I ran a hand across my face to hide my grin. “Do not go into that house.” I said firmly. “I’m sorry professor. But we’re going back, and you can […]

Short Story: The Bad Man

“I was not allowed to be afraid of him. He did not like seeing the monster he was reflected in the fear of his victims.”

Daily Prompt: The Orphanage

via Daily Prompt: Viable A Short Horror Story “Its viable solution John” John froze. He looked up at David with a blank stare before setting down his drink and sliding it aside. “…I want to make sure you know what you’re suggesting. We shouldn’t even be talking about this.” John leaned forward and lowered his […]

Daily Prompt: The Grinding Noise

via Daily Prompt: Silent A horror short story.   I stepped into the frigid house, ignoring the pleading eyes of Mrs. Johanasson. Step one: investigate the grinding noise “What is that sound?” I asked. “What sound?” Mr. Johanasson asked, oddly indignant. “Its just the vents ma’m, its an old house that doesn’t take the winters […]

Daily Prompt: The Last One Pt.2

via Daily Prompt: Focused   Part One Wendy fell as the earth shifted beneath her feet. She’d been running between tremors, trying to reach the chapels at the far end of the compound. Reaching her brother had become the singular focus of her existence. More than the pain in her legs, the ache in her […]

Daily Prompt: The Last One Pt.1

via Daily Prompt: Planet   Short Story   The planet shook again, a slight, slow, massive sliding of entire continents. The nuns shouted at the students to keep moving, “Single file! Come children!” “What if we don’t all fit?!” “I’m scared!” “I want my mom!” Wendy looked around for her brother. They had been split […]

Daily Prompt / Story: The Black Rustling

via Daily Prompt: Pamper Short Story. Emily’s Night: “Viktor,” Emily called to her husband, snuggling deeper into their bed. He turned to face her, the silent Russian smiling warmly down at her. “What are the dogs barking at? Come to bed.” Viktor turned back to the window, opening the drawer on the table beside the […]