THE STORIES ARE WAITING
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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 291 – Bad Day – The Russian – Part Five – Short Story
I guess the end of all this shit started with Galboldi sitting in a chair, stinking of piss and shit, his hands were both…
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Day 290 – Bad Day – The Russian – Part Four – Short Story
Fucking Killdone, can’t believe the fat fuck made such a big deal out of the mess I made of Old Man Galboldi, it’s not…
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Day 289 – Bad Day – The Russian – Part Three – Short Story
They all stare at his empty eyes, void of life, his mouth hanging open, and his tongue dangling from it. I don’t know how…
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Day 288 – Bad Day – The Russian – Part Two – Short Story
One hundred and seventy-two staples, three teeth, a small amount of blood in my urine, my left finger, three boxes of pain killers, three…
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Day 287 – Bad Day – The Russian – Part One – Short Story
I taste the blood, spit a wad of it to the ground, and force myself to my feet. The room spins, and he laughs,…
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Day 285 – Dark Stars: Quake, Part Four- Short Story
The Players so far.. Zander Kane, once a trusted and highly decorated general for the United Federation, Kane betrayed not only his own race,…
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Day 283 – Dark Stars: Quake, Part Three – Short Story
The Players so far.. Zander Kane, once a trusted and highly decorated general for the United Federation, Kane betrayed not only his own race,…
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Day 282 – Reflections – Short Story
“Are you sure? Are you really, really sure?” She asks, her gaze make his stomach twist and turn for a few moments, before settling…
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Day 281 – All In All – Short Story
It was dark and dreary, when he set out on his quest, to rid the demon, at her request. He’d bathed in blood, he…
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Day 280 – A Day Full Of Fun – Short Story
The day was not hot, the day was not cold, when down the hill, Laney Bean rolled. with a giggle and a gaggle, a…
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Day 279 – Blustering Blizzards – Short Story
It was rainy and damp, it was shakily cold, when Stella the dog, saw a sight to behold. Twas Melvin the cat, who’d sneakily…
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Day 278 – Melvin The Cat – Short Story
With a slash of his tail, and a flick of each ear, Melvin the cat, showed no fear. He leapt from the tool shed,…
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Day 277 – Proof – Short Story
He sits nervously in the cafe booth, staring into the now, cold cup of coffee, the door swings open and the bell attached rings.…
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Day 276 – Eughy – Short Story
“This is so not what I thought I’d be doing tonight,” he says, as he turns to the girl sitting in the car next…
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Day 275 – Ninety – Short Story
He blinks, feeling the warmth of it run down his face, he spits a wad of saliva, blood, and pieces of several broken teeth…
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Day 274 – Pilgrim – Short Story
I’ve travelled far, across these lands in search of something, trying to find that one thing, that something, you all have, that something that…
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Day 273 – Fame – Short Story
The TV screen flickers to life, and an awkward middle aged man in a grey suite stares from the other side, smilingly faintly before…
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Day 272 – Reflex – Short Story
They stand there, the two of them, both poised ready to strike the other, their eyes locked, frozen in time. “Fascinating,” a woman says,…
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Day 271 – Rivers – Short Story
“Below, it runs, in the depths, waiting for a new victim, waiting, for its next feast, but, we will not allow it, we, WE…
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Day 270 – Stocking – Short Story
“Simplistic little fucker, aren’t you?” She says, looking down at the quivering, bloody man who crouches at her feet. “P-P-Please, Fiona, I meant no…
THE ROAD DOESN’T END HERE