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“A Secret” by Sara Fernandes

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Today she got in earlier than normal. And she was not alone. Good. He, if he was something close to a he, a human living breathing he, didn’t like to see her alone. Even though she always talked about how she loved it. Her nails were brown like the leaves in the ground, her socks fuzzy and hot pink that seemed to appear every autumn and her smile crooked from the years that passed without using her retainer. She was eclectic in a way that only a frigatebird can be. The woman could be in a fucking funeral and there was some pop of color in he...

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“Hell, of sorts” by Mimi Forster

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It was Jack Towne’s first day on the job, so to speak, and he was understandably a little nervous. He had very little detail to go on. That was routine, he was told.Gabriel had said that nervousness was normal for a spirit in transition, as he called Jack who agreed it sounded much classier than ghost. That word in Jack’s mind conjured up a rather confused image somewhere between Patrick Swayze and a number of other cinemaland permutations. Gabriel conceded Swayze did a good job with the material he was given. But he...

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“Madeline” by Michael Darcy

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“Maddy!” Papa cries out. I hate that name. It is so childish and I’m not a child anymore. I wish he would use my given name, Madeline.Papa told me not to go out in the storm, but I showed him. I’d be fine, just the slightest cough. I could barely feel the fever, a little rest and I would be fine. When I was young, I would sneak away from my chores and wander the fields, collecting flowers the sheep had overlooked. Sometimes I might slip off to the pond and dangle my feet in the icy water and let the minnows nibble at my toes. Life was easier...

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“Madame Vampire” by Avery Feyrer

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The setting sun transforms the bustling, regular city into a wild creature. The glimmer of bright lights and the cleansing of walking suits from the streets are just the beginning of the newfound shroud of mystery the city experiences as it gets swallowed up in darkness. The city came alive in ways you couldn’t imagine from the night dwellers. Nocturnal souls seeking pleasure, power, adventure, and sometimes danger took dominion—the blood coursing through the city’s asphalt veins. Until the disappearances started, that is. People were vanish...

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“The Lycanthrope Society ” by Kimberly Walker

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The Lycanthrope SocietyI thought I wanted to be a pediatrician until a rabid wolf scratched my dog. Brownie was a curious, loving pup. He was a mixture of Shepherd and gold in color, like a Lab, with a big head like a whiskey barrel-carrying Saint Bernard. The attack nearly killed my best friend here at work. I’ve followed him throughout every stage of maturation. Four thousand dollars for two surgeries and countless days, nights, and hours of worrying made me curious about why animals do the things they do for years. I studied the...

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“The Red Scarf” by Jack Sanger - Author

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The Red Scarf I was moping miserably between breath and death in Purgatory. An underlying boredom is part of the punishment for one’s forced time there. No wonder then, when the silver elevator temporarily connects this halfway house back to the Land of the Living, there is a mad rush of applications from its stopover inhabitants. Hope is eternal, even in Purgatory. Many who are stuck here also suffer extremes of anger and resentment because of the manner of their untimely leaving of life. There is only a lottery winner’s chance...

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“Willful Soul” by Lauren Normac

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Corry put on a bed sheet. It fell through him to a crumpled heap on the floor the first time or two. He concentrated, and got it to stay though. He dropped lower, feet on the ground, so the sheet was on the floor. No floating here. Then he stepped outside.It was Halloween. The sun was setting. Pumpkins and porch lights were lit. Children ran around in costumes, sometimes with parents, sometimes in groups. They went from house to house, knocking and asking for candy.Some of the houses were lackluster. They gave candy if someone knocked, but o...

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“After Life” by Tom Hunter

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I died on a Wednesday. I know this because it was definitely Tuesday when I first took ill. I awoke to intense pain in my stomach, with high fever and chills following soon after. Must be food poisoning I surmised, though there occurred no disgusting but relieving discharge out any of the usual spots. The next morning, I summoned what concentration and energy I could muster to call for an ambulance. Within the few coherent moments that remained while in the emergency room I heard the doctor order immediate surgery for a gastrointestinal...

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“Whispers in the Dark” by Reese Rehbein

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I’ve been trapped in this mansion for what feels like an eternity, reliving the same memories over and over, my thoughts tangled in an endless web of guilt and regret. The creaks and groans of the old wooden floorboards are the only sounds that break the silence, the haunting echoes of a place forgotten by time. My eyes wander to the portrait on the wall, a dusty reminder of a life I once had. My family, their faces frozen in time—smiling, laughing, untouched by the darkness that now engulfs me. Their joy mocks me, a stark contrast to the ho...

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“The Bully Magnet” by Brian Webb

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From my favorite perch atop the mausoleum, I had often watched the skinny, bespectacled teen arriving at the bus stop early autumn mornings or returning home dark winter evenings. He always walked as if he wasn’t quite sure where he was going, but fully expected that there would be some sort of trouble along the way. And all too often, trouble found him. The school bus pulls up at the stop near the gates of the rural cemetery I call home. The sun has set, robbing the brilliant fall colors from the ash, ...

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“Trick or trick” by Torry L

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2:59 PMNever could I have ever made more fun discoveries during my time alive. Turns out, witches do exist. Though here, they prefer the term ‘enchanter’. Don't see the difference, but hey; if the lady wants to be called that, Ima do it. After all, she is helping me. I left her kiosk with a precious pendant in hand and will be using it soon. When the sun sets and darkness falls. After they’ve buried what was left of my physical form. They’ll lay on my fresh sheets, feeling safe in the comfort of my house. I’ll come knocking on the doors like...

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“The Unaware Ghost” by Thomas Fletcher

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I have been stuck on this property for a couple decades now, I can leave the house but I can not take a step outside of the property. There seems to be invisible barriers that I cannot cross, and I have not entirely understood the cause of this. My hands slip through everything I try to touch or grab unless I focus really hard on whichever item it is that I am trying to move to be able to make it move. I look normal to myself, in fact I still look human, but every one that has been to this house throughout the last couple of decades seem to ...

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“That's the Spirit” by Brie Zee

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If Wren is honest, the afterlife isn’t everything it’s cracked up to be. The mood is a little dead, you know? A lot of moaning and talking about the “good old days” when oxygen was a thing, which, okay, yeah. Oxygen was great and all, but Wren is quite favorable to being able to walk through walls whenever the mood strikes. And haunting. She definitely loves haunting. Helps her feel alive and all that good jazz. Despite all that, the afterlife truly isn’t what she imagined. Not that she ever imagined what dying would be like, o...

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“The Night Predator's Guide to Fine Dining ” by Michael Sexton

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The Night Predator's Guide to Fine Dining Jackson, Wyoming is a great place to be a werewolf. My name is Giles Garnier, born in 1343 in the Burgandy region of France, purportedly burned at the sake in the 16th century and came to the mountain west with trappers in 1708. Jackson holds a ski resort near Teton and Yellowstone parks, and you cannot swing a dead cat without hitting a billionaire. The woods and the rich folks make it ideal for us. You humans may be wondering why you never hear of night predators, that ...

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“A Walk Amongst Monsters” by Patrick Huber

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The festival of Samhain, celebrated the end of summer as well as the ascendence of deceased loved ones to the afterlife. Celebrants would dress as animals or monstrous creatures to scare off evil spirits. 2000 years later, we mark the occasion every October 31, now called Halloween, by dressing in costumes and begging for candy. Whichever version of the holiday suits you the best is up to you, but I love it all the same. My name is Albert Lambert. I was born in the small village of Nurembeck in what is now Belgium, in the year...

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Write a story from the point of view of a ghost, vampire, or werewolf.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 144 stories

“A Secret” by Sara Fernandes

“Hell, of sorts” by Mimi Forster

“Madeline” by Michael Darcy

“Madame Vampire” by Avery Feyrer

“The Lycanthrope Society ” by Kimberly Walker

“The Red Scarf” by Jack Sanger - Author

“Willful Soul” by Lauren Normac

“After Life” by Tom Hunter

“Whispers in the Dark” by Reese Rehbein

“The Bully Magnet” by Brian Webb

“Trick or trick” by Torry L

“The Unaware Ghost” by Thomas Fletcher

“That's the Spirit” by Brie Zee

“The Night Predator's Guide to Fine Dining ” by Michael Sexton

“A Walk Amongst Monsters” by Patrick Huber

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Write a story with the aim of scaring your reader.

Start or end your story with someone running away from something, literally or metaphorically.

Center your story around someone trying to resist their darker impulses — and they’ll either succeed or fail.

Write a story in which the narrator or a character says "Did you hear that?"

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