Horror

The Fair Exchange - Finale
When I groggily awakened the next morning in the hotel bed, I opened the business directory to look for somewhere to eat, but instead found an advertisement for Madam Marguerite’s Palm and Tarot Card readings. My skin flushed with surprise, surely the business was Rita’s, a sudden desire to see her again reawakening the feelings revived the night before. When I arrived at her place of business, a teenage girl had me sign the guest register and took the $30 payment in cash. Something in the sparkle of her eyes when she smiled reminded me of someone, but I could not bring her to mind before the girl led me to a darkened room for the reading.
By John Cox2 years ago in Chapters
The Fair Exchange - Part 5
We drank one more pitcher of beer, the two of them getting a little soppy before the night finally came to its awkward end. Ed gave me a bear hug and asked for my forgiveness with tears running from his eyes. I forgave them both.
By John Cox2 years ago in Chapters
The Fair Exchange - Part 4
I awoke three days later in the hospital. On the floor above my own Joey was fighting for his life. It was Little Ed who told me about it, taking an opportunity to give me a few minutes of unfriendly attention.
By John Cox2 years ago in Chapters
The Fair Exchange - Part 3
Driving across the bridge into Glenville revived long forgotten emotions. The old general store, Madison Avenue Grill, the Royal Theater, and so many other memorable landmarks had disappeared. In their places I saw knick-knack shops and second-hand clothing stores sitting side by side with shuttered businesses that I remembered from childhood, their dingy facades marred by graffiti and time. I had not expected to feel the loss of the home from which I once left without expectation of return but driving slowly through downtown I began to grieve what I had never grieved before.
By John Cox2 years ago in Chapters
The Fair Exchange - Part 2
When I eventually regained consciousness, the air reeked of death and decay, the terrible stench so close at hand that it seemed to emanate from my own flesh, my limbs as stiff as if my muscles and skin had calcified to bone. With tremendous effort I finally managed to open my eyes to the faint light of individual flames moving slowly through the night, a blood moon weakly illuminating the surrounding stones.
By John Cox2 years ago in Chapters
The Fair Exchange - Part 1. Top Story - August 2024.
Her memory pounded in my head like a feeling trying to drag me backward in time, the remembered closeness of her embrace and the wet press of her lips on mine surprising me with its intensity.
By John Cox2 years ago in Chapters
Echoes of the Moon in the Forbidden Land
In a secluded village called Nargath, nestled at the edge of a dense forest and mysterious mountains, lived a young man named Arka. Arka was no ordinary human; he was a werewolf, a rare descendant of a lineage that possessed extraordinary powers inherited from his ancestors. In his human form, he appeared to be an ordinary young man, but during the full moon, he could transform into a giant wolf with formidable strength.
By kevin steven2 years ago in Chapters
The true art of seduction
The true art of seduction: how to conquer the love of your life Seduction is an art that many people want to master. However, the true art of seduction is not about games or manipulation techniques. It’s about being authentic, confident and captivating. In this article, we’ll explore the keys to mastering the true art of seduction and winning the love of your life
By Jaime come2 years ago in Chapters
Rena's Unfinished Story. Content Warning.
Rena's life has been filled with trauma from childhood to adulthood. How will she navigate it? Will she give into the darkness or will she fight for the light? As Rena searches for answers and heals from the pain, the universe soon hears her cry and awakens her, but what will she do with this knowledge?
By Opal2 years ago in Chapters
unsubscribed.
7:00 Am Literal zombies get more sleep than I did last night. I’m not going to lie, getting that text message completely freaked me out. I had been restless all night, and after an already unusually stressful day previous, I was completely racked when I woke up. I forced myself to sit up.
By Alys Revna2 years ago in Chapters
To all my fellow creators
Why do you share your work and journey with your social network? Nobody cares about what you do in your life. ⏩This! How often do we come across this statement? The argument for instant gratification that we gain while sharing glimpses or content about our journeys being detrimental for us, in the long run, is completely valid. The validation that we crave from external realms often stems from a lower sense of self-esteem.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Chapters
Lover has no home
There was a woman named Anna, who had been married for 10 years to her husband, John. They had a happy marriage and a comfortable life together, but lately Ana has been feeling restless and unsatisfied.
By Jaime come2 years ago in Chapters