Horrorween

  • Why Can’t You Hear My Cries?

    Why Can’t You Hear My Cries?

    Moments in time, forgotten, buried, I stumble, lost, alone, help me, I’m still here, I’m still alive, feel my pulse, feel my heart beat in my chest, don’t lock me away, don’t cover me up, Can’t you feel me? Can’t you hear my heart beating? I’m still here, I’m still me, I’m still alive, don’t…

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  • In Sleep You Will Still Call My Name

    Pain is another of your names, I screamed it when I called you, sinking within this shell of who I was, of who you knew me as, plastic faces to hide the tears, liquid feelings they shed so clear, fornicated with my inner self, silence is felt, fate is dealt, by my hands, by my…

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  • Do Not Punish Me For My Good Deeds

    My petulant child, my bringer of doom, sinner, soul destroyer, I’d give my all, to own you complete, instead of the fragmented beast, that resides inside your eyes, give in, let go, make me your king, and I’ll shower you with blood, I’ll bathe you in gold, I’ll sacrifice the masses, I’ll sacrifice my soul,…

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  • When The Sky Opened Up And Swallowed Me Whole

    I said softly, words never meant, but words wanted, I corrupted myself, for something I never wanted, I gave, when giving was not needed, you there, you judge, you plot, you cannibalize the meaning, regurgitate it into something else, you paint me into the villain, when all I ever was, was a lost soul, looking…

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  • Through My Mind Does The World Break

    Softly it started, like the beginnings of sleep, comfortable and relaxed, like the world was safe, and with that, my place in it confirmed, but that was before the nightmares escaped from my skull, and tormented the wicked,   twisted the  broken, temped the strong, it wasn’t days, but moments, from when the nightmares escaped,…

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  • Do You Know What The Muffin Man Said?

    Segmented messages, torn into flesh, you cry, you scream, you forgive, and you beg, you promise countless promises, you lie countless lies, you try to deceive the deceiver, but you can’t fool the king with his own lies, segmented message, torn into flesh, your end days are coming, but first you must complete, damnations last request.…

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  • The Insanity Of Trying To Sell A Book

    In an attempt to encourage reviews for the first book, we’re having some fun, twisted fun in fact. The advertising campaign we are running is one of bad reviews, and we want as many of them as possible, the below examples should give you an idea of what we’re after. Do you think you can…

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  • One Love – Short Story – Twisted Roads – An Anthology Of Twisted Tales

    To celebrate the release of the first collection of short stories, I thought it’d be smart to revisit some of the stories that find themselves included in the collection. This was the first story that I posted on the blog, and to be honest, it’s still one of my favorites. If you enjoy the small…

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  • Twisted Roads – An Anthology Of Twisted Tales – Volume One

    Today we’re doing something new, launching the first collection of short stories that once found their home here, on this blog. The thirty-one short stories have been reworked, edited and cleaned up, so they are, what I hope, the best version of themselves they can be, along with a super awesome cover designed by YAZGAR…

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  • Day 362 – It Waits In The Basement – YouChallenge Short Story

    “I’m telling you Kyle, no bullshit, I saw them going at it with my own eyes, Kendra and Mr Wells, not more than five minutes ago!” He yells at his younger brother, who rolls over and pretends to be asleep. “Kyle, for god sake, you’ve got to come and have a look, you’ll regret it…

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  • 29 Days Until The End – Best Offer Accepted – 50 Word Story Expanded

    I don’t know when I first noticed it, the coldness, outside the air was warm, beautiful in fact, I could’ve stripped down to nothing, and still felt like I had too many clothes on, but, inside the house, it was cold, and I mean dead cold. Nothing I could do would make it anymore than…

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  • Day 300 – My Name – 50 Word Story Expanded

    “Damn it Damien, let them go, they’re innocent!” “Never, no one is innocent, everyone of these fucks has sin on their souls, and they’ll all pay the price, so is my word, so, it shall be!” He says, gripping the blade tightly as he slashes it into the air violently, coming to a stop in…

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  • Day 265  – Frantic Motion – Short Story

    “You have to trust me,” he says, as he stares into her hopeless eyes, she nods her head, biting into her lip as she does. “With everything I have,” she says. He smiles, “Good, because, what we’re about to do, requires you to do exactly what I say, when I say it. You can’t stop…

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  • Day 218 – Market – Short Story

    “You seriously brought this piece of shit from there?” He says, holding up the unusual looking goblet, the rim of it cracked and chipped, the base, the same. “Fuck, it won’t even hold any liquid in it, how much did you pay?” “Two hundred,” she says quickly. He looks up at her, his eyes wide…

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  • Day 217 – Green Zoned – Short Story

    “What is, what is,” she says proudly, standing over the bloody and beaten man, who kneels before her. “P-Please, Aurora, can’t you see what you’ve become? There’s st-still time, we, we can still sa-save them,” he says weakly. “Don’t be a fool brother, it’s over. I’ve chosen my alliance, and, we have been victorious. Why…

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  • Day 215 – Olivia – Short Story

    I met her by accident, well, okay, that’s not entirely true. I did mean to met her, but I didn’t go THERE to meet her, it happened. I guess you want some understanding, sure, I can see how that makes sense, so, let me start at the beginning, or, better yet, let’s start it from…

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  • Day 195 – Negative/Positive – Where It Ends

    It was hell waiting for the results, I knew everything would be okay, well, I hoped it would, one slip up is nothing right? When the doctor came into the room, the look on his face made my bladder lose control of itself for a few moments. He ran a sweaty hand through what little…

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  • Day 178 – No – 50 Word Story Expanded

    “Three years, three fucking years and not a fucking word, nothing. And now, you come here, to my home, and expect me to give you money. Well, I won’t do it Conrad, I just won’t!” “You completely miss-understand where I’m coming from Mortimer. I’m not giving you a choice in matter, this is not a…

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  • The Roundhead, Part 8 – Hammers And Claws

    “I’ve lost count how many times we’ve done this part, where I tell you what’s taken place, how many times that thing has taken my life, and taken me back to the start, back when this all began. Always, like a film, it rolls, some things are exactly the same no matter what I try…

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  • The Roundhead, Part 7 – Coffin Nails

    One Year Ago He stares out the window, the lights of the city burst, pop, flicker and shake, he spins around, clutching his neck, as he feels something cold touch him, but the room is empty. He slowly turns around, looking back out the window again, and freezes in place. In the reflection of the…

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