Horror

The Slaughter Carnival 2

Well, you know the story. The Other Land is ripe with evil and horrors. Rotten to the core. Residents more deseased then day-time gossip shows. And of course we have little Jeffery and the psychopathic killing machine that he turns into when he needs to the most.

Get ready to find out what hides under the monsters beds.

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Girl Park

Girl Park

by Melanie Brown

Copyright  © 2014 Melanie Brown

Any other time, Mike would have killed for a chance to go to the most advanced amusement park in the world. Unfortunately, this one was just for girls.

The Mirror on the Door - Revised

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The Mirror on the Door - Revised

by Kristine Roland

This is a revised and expanded version of a story I posted for last years All Soul's 2008 contest.
 
Jeffrey moves into a new house.
There is something strange...

about the Mirror on the Door!

Are We Not Men?

An old story of mine from 1997, Are We Not Men? is an obvious homage to H.G.Wells The Island of Dr. Moreau - with a TG twist, of course. As with Embers, this is submitted in it's original form, warts and all. Please enjoy this Halloween treat.

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October 31, 2013

Halloween at the Old Infirmary

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Estate Agent, Tim Dudley, went to the old Infirmary on Halloween hoping to sell it to a client, but the client quickly left and he was left to wander the building by himself. The old manuscript was in a hidden laboratory next to the mortuary. It proved to be compelling reading!

Author's Note: There is no explicit sex in this story, but it does tell of certain activities with dead bodies. But then, if you read Halloween stories, you should expect nothing less.

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The House of Sighs: The Monster of the Moors

Stepping towards the phantom as it enveloped him, he swung in a motion that would have split any physical entity into three pieces - yet he hit nothing but air. 'Twas not air that clawed through his cloak, however; deep gashes appeared on his chest, and he was thrown ten paces from where he stood.

The House of Sighs: The Monster of the Moors



by **Sigh**



copyright 2013 plaintivesigh

This is an adaptation of the Robert E. Howard short story, Skulls In The Stars. The adaptation has a TG twist. Please check out Howard's original story (to see the story told by the master!) at en.wikisource.org.

Ah, hello there. 'Moan' here again. I'm the keeper of the House of Sighs, the place for Sigh's eerie/spooky/weird tales. Boy, do we have tale for you today. A fantasy story, set sometime in the early 1700's, at a mythical place. Ladies, you've heard to watch out for strange men when you're out alone at night? Well, this yarn turns the tables on the guys ... heh heh heh...

The clothes make the man.

So here it is, my submission for the contest. Any similarity to other persons alive or dead is purely coincidental, as is any similarity to other stories. Hopefully I've done my favorite month justice.

Fair warning this is a work of horror, featuring some strong language and mildly suggestive scenes...not your cup of tea, don't read it.

ALL IS LOST Part 2 of 2

Oh hell! I’m halfway inside this, this horror — it burns my skin like acid and it’s pulling my legs apart as I continue to be drawn in, and now —

NO! NOOOOOO!

“TISH! SOMEBODY! HELP! HELP MEEE! SHELDO-“

With a horrid sucking sound, the mass pulls my head and arms inside it completely.

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ALL IS LOST
Part 2 of 2

by **Sigh**
Copyright © 2013 plaintivesigh
All Rights Reserved.

ALL IS LOST Part 1 of 2

“Wwhatt’ss hhappennedd to uuusss?” gurgled Marjorie. “Iiimmm a mmonnssterrr!”

“You’re lucky, Hayden. At least you’re still completely human,” moaned goatboy Jocko.

“Yeah. A weak, cold, naked, female human. My life just rocks,” I spat.

The House of Sighs: Demon's Deception

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The House of Sighs
Demon's Deception

by **Sigh**
Copyright © 2013 plaintivesigh
All Rights Reserved.

Hello and Welcome to the House of Sighs. Sigh couldn’t be here, so she left me in charge. You can call me … Moan. The House is the new repository for any and all stories by Sigh that are creepy … or eerie … or horrific. No romance here, nor humor. See, Sigh used to read comic anthologies like the “House of Mystery” and “The Witching Hour”, and she loved the stories. This one, for example, is a TG adaptation of one of those stories — a “fanfeast”, if you will. I mean, “fanfiction”. Sorry, I’m getting a little hungry. So please read the story, and afterwards, I’d love to have you for dinner … heh heh heh …

Immortality of Emotion - Part 6 of 6

Immortality of Emotion
by Arcie Emm


Part 6 of 6

We live in a world where emotions can lift people from their sorrows as easily as drown them within. They cause you to strive for something better or hold you back, wielding control both unmeasurable and unmistakable. But what if, for some, emotions held a tangible power, if they could use the emotions of the world for their own benefit? What is the chance that someone would abuse that gift?

Immortality of Emotion - Part 5 of 6

Immortality of Emotion
by Arcie Emm


Part 5 of 6

We live in a world where emotions can lift people from their sorrows as easily as drown them within. They cause you to strive for something better or hold you back, wielding control both unmeasurable and unmistakable. But what if, for some, emotions held a tangible power, if they could use the emotions of the world for their own benefit? What is the chance that someone would abuse that gift?

Immortality of Emotion - Part 4 of 6

Immortality of Emotion
by Arcie Emm


Part 4 of 6

We live in a world where emotions can lift people from their sorrows as easily as drown them within. They cause you to strive for something better or hold you back, wielding control both unmeasurable and unmistakable. But what if, for some, emotions held a tangible power, if they could use the emotions of the world for their own benefit? What is the chance that someone would abuse that gift?

Immortality of Emotion - Part 3 of 6

Immortality of Emotion
by Arcie Emm


Part 3 of 6

We live in a world where emotions can lift people from their sorrows as easily as drown them within. They cause you to strive for something better or hold you back, wielding control both unmeasurable and unmistakable. But what if, for some, emotions held a tangible power, if they could use the emotions of the world for their own benefit? What is the chance that someone would abuse that gift?

Immortality of Emotion - Part 2 of 6

Immortality of Emotion
by Arcie Emm


Part 2 of 6

We live in a world where emotions can lift people from their sorrows as easily as drown them within. They cause you to strive for something better or hold you back, wielding control both unmeasurable and unmistakable. But what if, for some, emotions held a tangible power, if they could use the emotions of the world for their own benefit? What is the chance that someone would abuse that gift?

Immortality of Emotion - Part 1 of 6

Immortality of Emotion
by Arcie Emm


Part 1 of 6

We live in a world where emotions can lift people from their sorrows as easily as drown them within. They cause you to strive for something better or hold you back, wielding control both unmeasurable and unmistakable. But what if, for some, emotions held a tangible power, if they could use the emotions of the world for their own benefit? What is the chance that someone would abuse that gift?

The Panic Before Part 1 - A Jaci and Dottie Story

Jacilynn was trying very hard to keep her emotions down today. The minutes slipped by far to fast for her. Although their regular school had let them out for the holidays yesterday today Jaci and Dottie were attending the Barbie Princess Charm School meeting.

The school.

It was the dead of night as the young catholic schoolgirl skipped across the parking lot. The old asphalt with its many cracks was still giving off heat from the long hot summers day. She carried nothing but what looked to be a small fashionable purse with her. It was very late to see such a schoolgirl out on a Wednesday night. There was not to be a holiday the next day nor on the Friday following. For the few older teen boys hanging out behind the old abandoned theater she was a tempting piece of meat.

New Midnight Society: The Tale of the Demon-Sitter

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The Midnight Society were a group of friends who met in the woods to tell stories around a campfire, but after three generations, no one was left to carry the torch. They fell into urban legend, until Kristina decided to resurrect the traditions with a story of her own.

Life was hard for Kristina ever since her return to school as a girl. She was ready to try anything, but would a scary story really be enough to win over her peers?

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