Our minds are inebriated on thought.
When the creep comes to town, no home is safe.
It’s that time of year again and we are now accepting horror submissions up to the week of Halloween. We accept flash fiction, short stories, and horror poems.
Jack the Ripper strikes again. His blade forever thirsty for blood. Or perhaps, It’s HER blade that craves to end another life?
Few things are as terrifying as being trapped while you wait for death to come.
The Autumn nights leading to Halloween are filled with many unseen frights.
Few things are as frightening as what lurks in the world between sleep and being awake.
On one rainy night in Georgia, tragedy struck and forever changed the streets.
Siegfried Sassoon, born in England in 1886, is best known for his poems inspired by his experiences in World War I.
Some nightmares you can’t wake up from.