The early summer rainstorm ceased. But, dark clouds remained and hovered above the sparsely populated street. Rainwater trickled into the storm drain below and lured the brown, slimy creature to the surface. Overcast skies and rain-drenched surface created the perfect environment for the underground creature. Conditions were ideal for it to go in search of ...

Whether you’re a serious writer or an occasional writer, a writing prompt can help you to turn a blank piece of paper into a completed, creative story. Prompts give you something specific to focus on and often gets the wheels turning. They can also trigger a particular memory or exciting event, which can work its ...

Please read: Part one The arrows were still embedded into his chest when Wierna went to look on Henden’s body. His mouth agape, widened as if ready to scream. His eyes were shut, and two coins of silver and of gold lay upon their lids. She struggled to keep herself in check. Her breathing faltered ...

Emily and Dean hiked deep inside The Fallen Forest to reach an area rumored to be a hotspot for unusual activity. A local had drawn a map for their use, but the elderly gentleman also issued a warning for them to stay away. Dean chose to ignore the gray-haired man and made his way far ...

The light from the lamp flooded over the paper on which she wrote, keeping shadows at bay while the night crept on. Her eyes threatened to shut of their own accord, and fatigue settled into her bones. At times her vision blurred. She found it hard to focus on her task. Every scratch of the ...

I typically prefer to write fiction, particularly something that involves a bit of creepiness. However, a recent family event inspired me to write something different. My daughter, Rachael, got married on May 10th, 2019. She and her husband, Troy, have now begun an exciting new chapter in their lives. The jubilation everyone felt went beyond ...

An old man bent, stooped amidst the passing crowd as the summer day wore on, and the heat along with it. The park had a pleasant breeze rolling in from the north to stave off the sun’s blazing glare. He stared at a tall oak tree that took residence in the park’s nexus. Here, sidewalks ...

The door to the restaurant opened and I willed him to walk through, but only watched as a couple with their toddler hustled in from the rain. The patter on the rooftop mingled with the low dim of voices as I sat, waiting. I sat next to the window and watched people dart around puddles, ...