Content Warning:  This story contains restricted (R) content, including violence, nudity, physical abuse, trauma, and murder. This story is written for an adult audience.  Stars glittered across the midnight canvas sky peaking through the treetops. Each individual diamond reflected in the deep blue eyes of Sarah Hawkins, sprawled naked on top of a cheap quilt. It was bought at an Amish marketplace, intricately crafted and ...

Riley and I froze when we heard someone singing Billy Joel’s You May Be Right, off-key. “…I may be crazy…Hey it just might be a lunatic you’re looking for…you may be wrong, but you may be right…” “Oh, hey, watcha doing over there? Playing I spy?” Curt. “Shhh!” we both said. The yacht was now ...

Riley gagged when she looked into the room. “Mind if I stay by the door?” she questioned, clutching her stomach. “If you’re that sensitive, I’ll be quick.” I slipped into the suite and returned with the photo of the smiling woman and what appeared to be a large, uncut black opal that fit in the ...

The entrance to Beverly’s chamber stood partially open near the corridor’s end, emitting a faint metallic scent. I pushed the door ajar and stepped in. Aiden followed.  “Wait here.” I said putting my hands on his chest. “We don’t need our DNA throughout the crime scene. Yell if the captain shows up.” Shadows clung in ...

I followed Riley to catch up with the group. Our discussion left me feeling a little uneasy. The mention of a cult was disturbing. I stashed this idea for future contemplation. “So, you think all people are characters? Can you envision our roles?” I eyed the others. “I mean, Kathy is the sweetheart, but I ...

September 11, 2001, is a day Americans will never forget. Over three thousand people were murdered that day in New York City—a tragedy unlike any other we have ever witnessed. While the world mourned, some hid their wicked killings under the mask of the tower attack. Dr. Sneha Philip Dr. Sneha Philip, an emergency room ...

The south has some of the most haunted locations in the United States. It has its fair share of ghosts, haunted houses, and hell hounds. What caught my attention was a haunted road located in Hayden, Alabama. At first glance, there isn’t much on Jack Cole road that leads to it being one of the ...

Read Parts One & Two. ***TRIGGER WARNING*** CHILD MOLESTATION Hank wasn’t quite sure when his murderous rage began to build up. It could have occurred when he was a young boy or in the service. Did it matter?  His parents were devout, Democrat Christians. “Do as I say, not as I do.” His rage certainly stemmed ...

“Damn it, you piece of crap!” Exasperated, Katie banged on the dashboard as the car rolled to a stop alongside the highway. “I should have known that piece of shit would sell me a piece of shit.” She was referring to her ex-boyfriend, who sold her the clunker. It was the third time this week ...

“Ah, do you just love the sound of bones crushing?” “I was finally enjoying this town,” Mr. Irwin fussed as he dug his hand saw into Sally’s right leg. “Why do you have to keep ruining my life?!” “Don’t blame me,” the voice screamed. “You have chosen this path before I ever came along! You ...