horror fiction

“The Spotted Growth” – the March 2019 short story

It started out as a small red bump. Richie thought it was a pimple. Richie had never had a pimple […]

Marsha ducked into the small bookshop to avoid the pouring rain. It had been a long week, filled with too

So it’s 11:37 pm, and I’m obviously running out of time. The feathered serpent has marked me, and once it

Mikey opened his eyes, and he realized his body was cramped. He tried to move, but found that he was

Anita strapped her son into the car seat. He was barely conscious, sliding his tiny arms and legs through the