The next morning I woke up before Jill did. I slipped carefully out of bed and went to the bathroom. When I returned to Jill's bedroom, she was sitting up in the bed, looking frightened. "I-I didn't know where you were," she said, her voice quivering. "I-I was terrified." "I had to go to the bathroom," I said. I walked to the bed, sat down, and took her i...
How do you define horror, dear reader? I mean true horror, the kind that rips a mind and soul apart. Is your horror supernatural, with extraordinary creatures lurking in the shadows and mystifying forces overwhelming us, but beyond our ability to comprehend? Or is horror more banal in its origin, stemming from human weaknesses and failings, from generations...
Dinner at the Quicks Tom Quick was excited. A week ago he and Alice Elton had fallen in love. It was a whirlwind romance, as they say, starting with the mutual recognition of the Tom's and Alice's enormous common interests. They were both possessed of uniquely rich sexual imaginations, razor-sharp intellects, straight-on honesty, and the ability to accept s...
Carl Jenkins holds the coin toward the light. It's shiny surface marred with congealed blood from the dead woman's hand, smearing the images cast upon its surface. His mind is full of questions as he looks upon the body. With a sigh, he places the coin into the zip seal bag and continues with the autopsy. "I wish you could talk, miss Casey Phillips." "Hey,...
Ben walked into the squad room and straight up to Anderson's desk. "Hey, Trigger Happy, could you run the camera and tape recorder in the observation room? I got a talker. You're not going to believe this shit." "Yeah, sure, Ben. Let me grab a cup of coffee." Anderson sighed. He didn't mind the Trigger Happy thing, really. It was standard for anyone on temp...
It was stupid to get caught. The object of my desire is tall, blonde haired, blue eyed and ripped with drool inducing muscles. His morning routine consists of greeting the sunrise by pushing back his curtains, reclining on his bed, and watching whatnot on television. All of this is done in a one piece - naked as the day he was born - birthday suit. My res...
The Late Mrs Carter by Vandemonium1 Back in the dim dark past of 2017, BigGuy33 wrote a fine story called 'Mrs Carter'. In 2019, BlackHeart93 continued it and added a twist of malice. I read both recently and an obvious extension occurred to me. Below is the result. I have to say I took a little artistic licence with the ending of the original. As with t...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
Pt. XI: The Queen of Hearts Hours later when Jack, Kim and Sam arrived back in Las Vegas, Jack wanted to meet with Thomas Peterson immediately if not sooner. He did. But Peterson wasn't talking. He was dead. The three left immediately for the police impound garage where Peterson's vehicle had been taken. Detective Jimmy DeDad of the Las Vegas Metropolitan...
This is a Halloween story with some paranormal activity. A big 'Thank You' to WanderingScot for taking the time to edit my story and make it a much better read. * This story starts out like many we have read before. I was out in the garage and my wife Alice was in the house. The phone rings and we both pick up the receiver at the same time. Before I can sa...