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 114 – Respect – 50 Word Story
“What is a man if he does not have a title?” “Is that how you see yourself in this world? Is this how you…
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Day 114 – Eyes – 50 Word Story
“Is it over?” She asks. “It’s over thanks to you, now rest up, you’ll be okay,” he says as he runs a hand through…
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Day 113 – Betsy – Short Story
“Don’t be smart Jensen, it’s not your strong suit,” He says as he places the revolver on the table and looks over towards the…
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Day 112 – Open Eyes – Short Story
The wind gently blows through the car wreckage, whisking through the smoke that slowly drifts up from the engine, he slowly leans back in…
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Day 112 Daily Prompt – The Roundhead Prelude 3 – Something Fierce
**This takes place after chapter one of The Roundhead and before chapter two** “Dare to share? What the fuck’s that supposed to mean?”…
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Day 111 – Rock Star – YouChallenge Short Story
“So what, you think he’s an alien just because he’s too good?” She says with a laugh as she takes a long drag on…
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Day 110 – The Roundhead Prelude 2 – Dare To Share
**This takes place after chapter one of The Roundhead and before chapter two** She rips the headphones from her ears, throwing them across…
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Day 110 – The Room – Short Story
“The key is hidden, under a stone, in the back yard, she said, which fucking stone?” Grace says as she stands in front of…
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Day 109 – Pretty Things – Short Story
The knife scrapes along the side of the tin shed, like fingernails along a blackboard. He slowly makes his way around the other side…
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Day 108 – Service – YouChallenge Short Story
“I don’t care, it’s mine, so you can just go fly a kite or something!” He yells as he runs from the room, his…
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Day 108 – The Bag – Short Story
He grabs the bag and rushes out the door, diving into the car and slamming the door behind him, “Fucking go, NOW!” he yells…
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The Book
One of the first people I met when I started this blog, was a man by the name of Dermott Hayes. His blog Postcard From…
THE ROAD DOESN’T END HERE