BASED UPON CHARACTERS CREATED BY: Wes Craven: A Nightmare on Elm Street Victor Miller: Friday the 13th John Carpenter: Halloween Victor Salva: Jeepers Creepers Clive Barker: Candyman, Hellraiser CREATIVE CONSULTANTS: Sean Renaud, Tessa Alexander and Miriam Belle EDITOR: Miriam Belle AUTHOR'S NOTE: -"Before reading this final chapter, I would strongly rec...
Even more beers later, Linda found her way home and trudged up the stairs, pausing on the second floor as if contemplating something. At last in the sanctuary of her apartment, she'd wandered around dropping clothes and had found another beer in the refrigerator. Then she was off to the shower where she took her time. She had decided she might as well show t...
Author's note: This story contains a bit of non-consent sex. Reader discretion is advised. * "They are creatures of the dark." She said in a quiet tone. The elf lady sat nestled in his arms staring out into the darkness. Mule sat behind her with his back to the wall staring blankly at the black all around him. She had been describing the creatures that su...
Lilly The sun coming in through my window woke me slowly. I yawned, sat up, and looked about my room. It was messy, with books on magic and college textbooks scattered everywhere. A book on omen reading sat next to a book on Java, and my book on demonology- My book on demonology. The ritual. Last night. I wondered if it had all been a dream. I'd had vivid...
In 1947, returning war veteran, Roy Shannon quits his job with the Chicago Tribune to write the great American novel. His premise: to help solve the Black Dahlia Murder. Enroute to Los Angeles, he encounters an Alien near Roswell, New Mexico. As a reward for helping him escape the US Military, the alien provides Roy with what he calls the story of a lifetime...
Author's Note: Sorry for the delay in bringing out this chapter. It's longer than usual. Any editing error's are my fault. * Sandy's Bar, Kebbi Creek July 11, 2002, Friday, 19:37 Thick fumes of nicotine assailed Caesar's nostrils as he walked through the beaded curtain into the dimly lit bar room. His eyes automatically scanned the people present. Most o...
I'm sure that in the life of every private detective there comes a day when he is woken up by a pounding on his door. And that, after he foolishly opens the door without looking first, he gets his ass beaten up by three incredible women who were dressing in black vinyl, leather, studded belts, and high heels. Also of course, this theoretical private detectiv...
Chapter 1 - Death: A Beginning - The door opened and in stepped Amy Scaglietti, unusually late, tired and craving a good night's sleep. In fact she was so tired that leaning against the cold door after locking it, she found that its cool surface was absorbing her stress. But she turned around and walked into the room; a sudden chill swept over her as she he...
Cheyenne returned to the house to straighten out her life once and for all. “Where is everyone?” She whispered wiping her tears away with her hands. The eight witches returned back to the house to found it to be empty. “They were all here when we left.” Cathy told her. Aggatha reappeared at the house.” Hello I had to go get some roots and things.” She told...
This is a crime thriller with romantic sex, and a smidgeon of violent non consensual sex and interesting by-play between various characters whom I hope you'll enjoy. Definition of a Sociopath -- someone unconcerned about the adverse consequences for others of one's actions and with a total lack of moral compass. * Ben sat rubbing the back of his neck whil...