MATTHEW
TONKS
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AUSTRALIAN HORROR AUTHOR
Stories That Bleed.
Paragraphs That Scream.
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A Drive Where All Our Dreams Are Stored | Horror Story by Matthew Tonks
An old experiment has been waiting decades for Derek to remember what he left behind.
Five more stories to sink your teeth into.
BEFORE THEY SINK THEIRS INTO YOU.
Curdled Milk Cried Me to Sleep
As the city burns outside, Brian fights to keep something worse hidden inside the room.
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A Cold Cup of Coffee
A disgraced detective meets a journalist claiming to know the identity of a brutal serial killer. Some truths are far worse when they finally stare back at you.
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A Bitterness in Sweet Sugar
An old man faces the end of his life while memories that do not belong to him begin flooding into his mind. Some horrors are not about dying alone—but discovering how many versions of you already exist.
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A Knock Always Requires an Answer
A quiet moment alone turns into something that refuses to stay outside. Some knocks don’t wait for you to answer—they find their own way in.
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The Confession Engine
A machine that lets you hear everyone else’s secrets demands one thing in return—your own.
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Matthew Tonks
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AUSTRALIAN HORROR AUTHOR
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I grew up drawn to the stories that never explained everything.
The ones where every answer uncovered another question and something was always left waiting to be discovered.
The Twilight Zone, Alfred Hitchcock Presents, horror comics like The Tomb of Dracula, and the novels of Stephen King, Christopher Pike and Dean Koontz all taught me that what you don’t show is often far more unsettling than what you do. They trusted the audience. Your own imagination could always create something far worse.
That’s the kind of horror I write.
My stories aren’t just about monsters or bathtubs of blood. They’re about ordinary people whose worlds slowly come apart, where reality unravels and certainty disappears.
I want readers to finish a story still wondering if they really understood what happened.
I live in Tasmania with my family, where the fog, empty roads and ancient forests provide more inspiration than I could ever ask for.
Around here, it’s easy to believe the best horror is waiting just beyond the next bend in the road.
THE ROAD DOESN’T END HERE
Something else is already coming.