THE STORIES ARE WAITING
THE
ARCHIVE
Short horror stories from Tasmania. Ordinary lives, broken certainty, and roads that should never have been followed.
THE COMPLETE LIBRARY
Every story. Every road.
More than a decade of nightmares, gathered in one place. Browse the full archive below—every published story remains here, and every new one joins it automatically.
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Day 154 – Sins – Short Story
She spins around the room, dancing, humming some old, ancient tune as she does, and he sits there, bound to his seat, watching. She…
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Don’t share it, don’t read it, don’t speak its words, for it will feel it, will know it, and it will come for your…
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Day 153 – Trust Me – 50 Word Story Expanded
“Just keep going north, I can’t go with you,” he says, she smiles faintly, and grips her arm, tearing at it nervously as she…
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Day 153 – Sample – YouChallenge Short Story
“Are you really sure that’s how you want to start it?” “What do you mean?” “Well, it’s so, been done before more times than…
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Day 153 – Trust Me – 50 Word Story
“Just keep going north, I can’t go with you,” he says, she smiles faintly, and grips her arm, tearing at it nervously as she…
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Day 152 – The Roundhead Prelude 11 – It Knows, No End
“Powerful stuff, I like how it twists and turns its way through reality, quite a clever concept, it could really work in a weekly…
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Day 152 – Bad Day VI Get God – Short Story
What’s life if you don’t break a few dozen eggs, of course when I say eggs, I mean whatever piece of shit comes your…
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Day 151 – Piper Paid – 50 Word Story Expanded
“It’s easy Simon, you just put the fucking knife to her throat and you slice it across. It’s that fucking simple, you know how…
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Day 151 – Piper Paid – 50 Word Story
“Wrong? Is that your idea of a joke? Of course it’s fucking wrong, that’s why we’re here, to spread the anarchy , to stick it…
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Day 150 – Questions – Short Story
She sits, starring towards the puddle, no thoughts move through her mind, no questions hang from her tongue. She slowly looks up, towards him,…
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Day 149 Daily Prompt – Border – 50 Word Story Expanded
“It’s entiely possible, I mean, at this stage, anything is,” she says, running her hand down the frame of the mirror. “At this stage?…
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Day 149 – Star City Blues – Short Story
He sits down in the seat and runs his hands through his hair, then drives his head into the table, letting out a groan.…
THE ROAD DOESN’T END HERE