At the far end of a cemetery down the road from the lighthouse, apple trees grow among headstones. MysteryWholesomeMagic Realism Author’s Note Comments The Man of Ngalaya Lighthouse Caution note: This story appears to mention the names of the deceased, but there are no names or references to real people
“Is there anything getting you down?” the spam message read. “Eye Into Your Soul can help! Click here to chat!” Horror Wholesome Part 1 Part 2 Author’s Note Comments Eye Into Your Soul Warning: indicated animal cruelty Part 1 Hey guys, I’m u/GertieGuss. I help moderate a short story community
Sometimes, on my way home, I pass an old lamp post. Every time I touch it, I see a woman. MysteryWholesomeMagic Realism Author’s Note Comments The Lamp Post Warning: forcible removal of children, and religion-based punishment of women I won’t get too ahead of myself, but, if you’ll believe me,
Growing up in the 60s and 70s, Fiona Marshall’s country village had secrets, gossip, and that spooky woman’s voice on the telephone line. Join Fiona, Marne, and Remy as they grow up with this mystery hanging over their heads. To be clear: this is no morality tale. Horror Mystery Drama
Growing up in the 60s and 70s, Fiona Marshall’s country village had secrets, gossip, and that spooky woman’s voice on the telephone line. Join Fiona, Marne, and Remy as they grow up with this mystery hanging over their heads. To be clear: this is no morality tale. Horror Mystery Drama
I’m a food delivery driver. I don’t always follow the delivery instructions. Warning: this story contains mentions of child and domestic abuse. Spoilers Ahead! Author’s Note: Unfortunately, due to the podcast upload limits on my plan, I won’t be able to post volume 2 next week. It will go up
In a cave chamber deep below ground, there are ancient bones. Horror Paleo Fiction Wholesome Author’s Note Comments Rising Stars The low light of a sinking sun glimmered off warm brown eyes. It was the only hint, at first, that the unsuspecting shrub was occupied. There were more. In a
Growing up in the 60s and 70s, Fiona Marshall’s country village had secrets, gossip, and that spooky woman’s voice on the telephone line. Join Fiona, Marne, and Remy as they grow up with this mystery hanging over their heads. To be clear: this is no morality tale. Horror Mystery Drama
I’m a food delivery driver. My life has gotten, if possible, even weirder. Horror Wholesome Comments Maureen I’m a food delivery driver, and “Rusher” is the title I use to obscure what service I work for. Oh, and my name’s Marie. I live in a small town, with a normal
I’m a food delivery driver. It seems I have a habit of picking up strays. Horror Wholesome Comments MISTER LEMMY’S NAN I’m a food delivery driver, and I’m calling myself a “Rusher” here so I don’t reveal which service I work for. Oh, and my name’s Marie. I live and
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