My favorite thing to do to get in the Halloween spirit is reading Stephen King’s bone-chilling horror stories and watching the film versions. He has always done an incredible job of creating intriguing masterpieces about the psychic battle between good and evil that we all endure. I finished reading his novella “Mr. Harrigan’s Phone” in ...

Trigger Warning: This story includes gore, violence, and death. Joe stood in his dilapidated cottage, gazing at the elaborate Halloween party invite. He hated going out after dark—especially when temperatures were unseasonably frigid. Fierce winds sent the old oak tree’s naked branches scratching at his living room window. Visions of bony elongated fingers taunted Joe’s ...

“Attention passengers,” the flight steward chirps through the intercom, “We’re arriving at our destination within five minutes. Each attaché case is doing well inside their compartments. Please read the step-by-step procedures on each of your screens as we descend towards the airport. We hope that you and your assistants have a wonderful time in Tinge ...

Trina attends an awkward dinner with her secret ex and his family that ends in a crisis for him and an epiphany for her.

I stood awkwardly next to one of my tables. The restaurant was peaceful until a few moments ago. The air surrounding the couple was thick with tension from the moment they arrived. When the hostess seated them, neither had bothered to look at one another. Instead, the husband focused straight ahead as she let him ...

When two brothers shop for cars, their underlying tension comes out to play.

***Disclaimer: This is a work of Fan Fiction. It is an adaptation of the Riddick films. Characters created by David Twohy, Jim Wheat (based on characters created by), Ken Wheat (based on characters created by).. This story is not associated with Universal Pictures or Vin Diesel adaptations, or their added characters, or story elements. *** ...

I pull into the parking garage of Ole Smoky Distillery much earlier than anyone should be arriving at a distillery, as I do nearly every day. In Gatlinburg, Tennessee, people come from all across the country to slip into one of our many moonshine distilleries and have a taste of the Smoky Mountains before noon ...

  Several Years Ago Forbidden. Denied. All his life, he felt a calling; something told him to seek out the knowledge hidden deep within the city. And then the voice started speaking, several years into running after the calling. The High Rulers’ Archive has the answer. And maybe it was unwise to follow a voice ...

Kelsey’s bouncing with excitement before I’ve even found a parking spot. As soon as I turn the wheel and start pulling into an open space, she unbuckles her seatbelt and picks up her purse from the floor by her feet. Her ability to find excitement in the most ordinary, mundane things in life is one ...