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Short horror stories from Tasmania. Ordinary lives, broken certainty, and roads that should never have been followed.
THE STORIES ARE WAITING
Short horror stories from Tasmania. Ordinary lives, broken certainty, and roads that should never have been followed.
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“I’m sorry, I suck at this,” he says as he pulls his trousers up and quickly sits back down, she smiles and jumps on…

“I don’t know how I can thank you, everything you’ve done today will not be forgotten,” he says, looking up at him, tears running…

I wanted to make this worthy of sharing, I wanted to find for you some of the great people I follow, and share them…

“It starts like all things, with a spark, one that grows, and grows, until finally it consumes everything, becoming more than just a part…

He grips her hair, pulling it back, and begins to lick his way up her chest, along her neck and over her chin, coming…

Tonights story is going to go a bit further than some in the past, a bit, naughty…. Matt

“So when are you going to make your move?” He says as he slaps Peter on the back. “Gross, why the hell would I…

“I’m not stupid, fucktard! I know how it works, just give it to me!” he says, grabbing the golden goblet from her and greedily…

Don’t turn out the lights, that’s the first thing my grandmother told me when I stayed at her house for the first time, don’t…
THE ROAD DOESN’T END HERE