She grappled his face. “You don’t get to say shit like that. Not after this fucked off day. You can go fuck off too if you keep saying that.”
“I’ve never seen you so sentimental.”
“It’s not like you’d remember,” Lauren sighed, only now feeling how sweated up her tank-top had become.
“Ouch. Low blow.”… Read More Novel Collaboration (“Identify”): Chapter 6 Part II.
Darkness wailed, as they shuffled silently ensuring Anastasia had indeed left the basement. Tom balanced himself up with one of the boxes sequestered in the room. “I don’t want to see her,” his eyes twisted shut.… Read More Novel Collaboration (“Identify”): Chapter 6 Part I.
A humongous figure, overly bulging muscular arms covered in a distinct fur like growth, his bald head resembled a barren land with a crisscrossing array of canals; it was so vivid as if a network of ropes were levied under the skin of his skull. … Read More Novel Collaboration (“Identify”): Chapter 5 Part II.
“You are a sheer pain in the ass. If you were not my damn brother, I would have left you to rot in those fields,” Lauren murmured making sure that Tom couldn’t hear.
The downpour was getting heavy, but that was not the reason for Lauren’s worry. She was still trying to calculate the entire process she had to escape this dreaded island; and the hiss she heard was bothering her.… Read More Novel Collaboration (“Identify”): Chapter 5 Part I.
Clutching a sharp knife from her satchel, she sliced away and pushed aside the climbers and branches that obtruded in their way; Lauren forged her way through the forest, Tom following right behind her. They had drawn closer to the neck of the woods, occupied by trees laden with luscious and succulent fruits, that stretched for a few miles.… Read More Novel Collaboration (“Identify”): Chapter 4.
Monologue A theater performance that takes place in an apartment building; four apartments inhabited by four people who all live alone for various reasons Six monologues that are linked together. ACT 1 Apartment 1A. Set in a small apartment where most things are still in moving boxes One woman is very distressed, because she can… Read More “THEATRE PLAY” by Writers Adventurers.
Worst Sentence Challenge Order Received: Matt Snyder: “Ewe said bah to, hell with sheep; shearing last I heard?” Unknown: “I written good my entirely: life, “so” dont tell me perhaps , I knew more than I, not you or any one!” Note: Above is what I culled from Matt of what someone wrote to him.… Read More Worst Sentence Challenge Results: All Entries Posted.
Zara paced back and forth between the branches, curling her feet around the bark covered limbs. As quietly as she could, she watched the two below hurriedly dash about, covering their mechanical transport vehicle. How stupid, she thought. To think they went unseen on such an island as this. How easily she could take them out with her claws she pondered, but now was not the time to strike.… Read More Novel Collaboration (“Identify”): Chapter 3.
Lauren’s long hair was waving in the wind, as they were getting further and further away from the house. The heat was scorching the earth, and clouds of dust were rising behind them. Their military Land Rover was bouncing up and down, and Tom wondered if they were going to be safe in this car with no doors and no roof.… Read More Novel Collaboration (“Identify”): Chapter 2.
Marion steadily drummed her fingers on the metal desktop. It was a trick that she had picked up many years ago, something that kept her grounded and relaxed in tense situations. Marion had always found rhythms and patterns to be calming. Of course, some people around her found it a little annoying. It certainly seemed… Read More “Book-Covers” by The Magpie Fancier.
I. Today is Sunday and a plausible day in the calendar for me at the cafe. Recently I had a lot of angst about how I spend my time. Attempting to get back all of it from unfruitful works. Cash had never been my principle vexation. Except at a specific time of life, when I… Read More “Man in Cafe” by Rajkumar MN.
The doctors never diagnosed or treated the problem, crocodile they used to call her in school – not original, but it hurt. Her skin was scaly, like a crocodile, so maybe not original, but accurate. Children are magicians – finding their peers worst fears – preying on them, mercilessly. Through years of comments, sneers, good… Read More “Nina” by Just Another Writer.
Hello everyone. Remember that poll? 🦗 …With the collaboration and challenge topics? 🦗 Well then. This is awkward. To recall, we had a poll to vote on for the next collaboration or challenge project. The topic that polled the highest was the worst sentence challenge. What else was interesting were the topics that tied in… Read More Worst Sentence Challenge & New Collaboration Project. (Closed)
“Now,” said she, licking her lips as she jammed the magazine in with an eight-round of bullets, “you’re going to shoot those fuckers down if you see them, alright?”
Tom snapped his head up and sunk back, “What?”
“Dude. Wake the fuck up—” she passed him the loaded pistol, “and shoot them if you see them from behind.”… Read More Novel Collaboration (“Identify”): Chapter 1.
Feeling the fresh summer breeze on his face and the warm rays of the sun beating down on him, Tony drifted deeper into his slumber with the sound of lapping water ringing in his ears. With his head resting in his large hands, Tony lay on the lush green grass beneath the blue, cloudless ether… Read More “All About The Taste” by Baby Funbo.
The Baker was almost ready to close up shop. It had been a quiet day, and each day was quieter than the last. Little villages like hers were dwindling into obscurity, as more and more people chose to live in the big towns, with all the convenience and safety that offered. The Baker wasn’t sure… Read More “Beware Of Wolves” by The Magpie Fancier.
To start off, I unfortunately will no longer host the Horror House Wednesday prompts and contests. It’s been a good five weeks, folks. I’ve read every entry and enjoyed it dearly—it has been so much fun. This as well means that there will be no more of these contests or prompts on here. I’m saddened… Read More Horror House Flash Fiction #5 Contest Winner and Entries.
**While new prompts will no longer be posted, please indulge in any prompt here that peaks your interest. You can link it down below or create a ping-back. Hello and welcome back! We are on week number five of the Horror House Flash Fiction Contest. This week’s prompt is this: “I assumed I had been… Read More Horror House Wednesday Flash Fiction Contest #5
Viewer discretion: Insanity and gore warning. And no disrespect to any religion was intended. He didn’t know why she’d asked to meet at the old cottage. It had been years since his wife had even mentioned this property. She greeted him at the door with a smile, vastly different from the weird behaviour exhibited by… Read More “The Last Vow” by Priya.
Here are the rest of the entries for last week’s Horror House Wednesday prompt in the order received: Dream Girl by C. Hampton-Hill. His parents had gone to bed and there had been no movement for at least half an hour. Peter laid there; his bedroom illuminated by the screen of his laptop, its warmth… Read More Horror House Flash Fiction Contest #4 Entries.