supernatural
The hidden world of all things supernatural; a look inside witchcraft, spells, vexes, black magic and other spine-tingling supernatural phenomena.
Circle of Stones
It didn’t look like much. Not what I’d expected at all. It was just a small, soft bound black book. The only thing odd about it was that it was lying in the middle of a stone circle deep in a forest. If you didn’t know what you were looking at you’d just think a hiker had lost their notebook.
By Amy Conkling5 years ago in Horror
The Obsidian Order
A struggle and scuffle left the male bound and seated on a back pew. Jacob suffered from a solid-state of shock while the three cloaked forms conjoined in an intense, low conversation near the altar. Candles again lit up the cathedral with an audible whoosh, flickering in a strangely slow dance.
By SynneR De'Viant Khrystian5 years ago in Horror
Scratch
It had started snowing again. Ruby gave her old car a little more gas, maneuvering it slowly through the cramped grocery store parking lot. The sun was going down, making it seem more like midnight than 5:30, but that's the way it always was in the winter: no sun, no warmth, and every time it snowed, everybody ran to the grocery store as if the apocalypse was coming.
By Sarah Bartholomew5 years ago in Horror
The Black Book Beckons
Books covered the cornerstone of every hall in this house. That was how my father kept it, books everywhere. Red, blue, and green, were colors that just itched the tip of the iceberg in our home. Using the basic colors of the color wheel to describe them could be considered a sin, but when your unfamiliar with the shades of the world you use what is readily available to you.
By Derek Dyer5 years ago in Horror
The Object of Desire
I am... I was 25 years old. I still am, I just don't look it, and I don't feel it. I was hired right out of school, personal assistant to Mr. Brightman. The work was a little drab at first, it was mostly setting up meetings, keeping his schedule, but I suppose I did a good enough job with all of those things to get a... promotion of sorts. Maybe it took some time to build up his trust, not as an individual but as a good worker, because I didn't have very many interactions with the old man. He seemed to have little understanding of money and pay rates, because the new salary he was offering was very generous for the work he proposed. It's something that comes with being ridiculously wealthy, I told myself, and that's what Brightman was.
By John Raworth5 years ago in Horror
