Dark Moments
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alt="Snow Flower by Dorian J. Sinnott"
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Snow Flower by Dorian J. Sinnott
It was when the silver moonlight touched the freshly fallen snow that I saw you again. Out amongst the birches and pines. The frigid night. The dead of winter. How...
Snow Flower by Dorian J. Sinnott
It was when the silver moonlight touched the freshly fallen snow that I saw you again. Out amongst the birches and pines. The frigid night. The dead of winter. How...
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alt="Ebenezer's Corner by Raven Isobel Plum"
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Ebenezer's Corner by Raven Isobel Plum
When my dog, Ebenezer, stared at ‘nothing,’ I always assumed he heard something outside the house. Yet, each day, he spent more time guarding the shadowy corner, increasingly transfixed, not...
Ebenezer's Corner by Raven Isobel Plum
When my dog, Ebenezer, stared at ‘nothing,’ I always assumed he heard something outside the house. Yet, each day, he spent more time guarding the shadowy corner, increasingly transfixed, not...
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alt="Something Old by Susan Vita"
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Something Old by Susan Vita
Rosia navigated the aisle alone. She came from a line of widows, but it was poppycock that the veil was cursed. Her candlelight satin dress suited the heirloom and hid...
Something Old by Susan Vita
Rosia navigated the aisle alone. She came from a line of widows, but it was poppycock that the veil was cursed. Her candlelight satin dress suited the heirloom and hid...
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alt="Witching Hour by S. Jade Path"
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Witching Hour by S. Jade Path
The veil is always thinnest on Samhain. Kylie cast her spell with trembling fingers, before stepping through the fluttering, gossamer threads and into a world of glittering wonder. Just a...
Witching Hour by S. Jade Path
The veil is always thinnest on Samhain. Kylie cast her spell with trembling fingers, before stepping through the fluttering, gossamer threads and into a world of glittering wonder. Just a...
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alt="The Messenger by Constantine E. Kiousis"
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The Messenger by Constantine E. Kiousis
“This it?” Jennifer asked as she pointed at the suburban house opposite them in the dimly lit street. The pale girl standing next to her nodded. Huffing, Jennifer crossed the...
The Messenger by Constantine E. Kiousis
“This it?” Jennifer asked as she pointed at the suburban house opposite them in the dimly lit street. The pale girl standing next to her nodded. Huffing, Jennifer crossed the...
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alt="Double Betrayal by Jaycee Durand"
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Double Betrayal by Jaycee Durand
Clara trailed her fingertips over the mirror’s chilled glass, her heart tripping at the beckoning reflection. Identical green eyes—but Debra’s derisive smirk. Impossible! We are one. Without me, there is...
Double Betrayal by Jaycee Durand
Clara trailed her fingertips over the mirror’s chilled glass, her heart tripping at the beckoning reflection. Identical green eyes—but Debra’s derisive smirk. Impossible! We are one. Without me, there is...
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alt="Mercy's Harp by Jodie Angell"
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Mercy's Harp by Jodie Angell
Mercy’s fingers plucked the harp strings, sensing the nearby souls in their final moments before death. She overlooked the man, unconscious in his armchair. The room filled with graceful harmony,...
Mercy's Harp by Jodie Angell
Mercy’s fingers plucked the harp strings, sensing the nearby souls in their final moments before death. She overlooked the man, unconscious in his armchair. The room filled with graceful harmony,...
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alt="In the Dark by L.J. McLeod"
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In the Dark by L.J. McLeod
Dark. Cold. Her breath comes in shallow gasps. The air tastes stale. A hint of rot tickles at her nose. There is no movement, everything is still. She closes her...
In the Dark by L.J. McLeod
Dark. Cold. Her breath comes in shallow gasps. The air tastes stale. A hint of rot tickles at her nose. There is no movement, everything is still. She closes her...
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alt="The Crimson Room by Stephen Johnson"
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The Crimson Room by Stephen Johnson
My eyes opened to a quiet darkness. Strange, I don’t remember coming into the den. I saw a fiery crimson glow emanating from the open doorway to my living room....
The Crimson Room by Stephen Johnson
My eyes opened to a quiet darkness. Strange, I don’t remember coming into the den. I saw a fiery crimson glow emanating from the open doorway to my living room....
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alt="Clairvoyance by L.T. Ward"
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Clairvoyance by L.T. Ward
The candlelight refracted within the glass of Antonia’s crystal ball—all a part of her clairvoyant’s show. “Does he forgive me?” the man across from her asked. She stared into the...
Clairvoyance by L.T. Ward
The candlelight refracted within the glass of Antonia’s crystal ball—all a part of her clairvoyant’s show. “Does he forgive me?” the man across from her asked. She stared into the...
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alt="After the Ascent by Evan Baughfman"
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After the Ascent by Evan Baughfman
Walter rose above his corpse. His spirit approached a widening glow. Amazing! An otherworldly oasis opening up itself just for him! Sunlight! Beach! Palm trees! Walter smiled at the sound...
After the Ascent by Evan Baughfman
Walter rose above his corpse. His spirit approached a widening glow. Amazing! An otherworldly oasis opening up itself just for him! Sunlight! Beach! Palm trees! Walter smiled at the sound...
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alt="Passage for Two by N.E. Rule"
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Passage for Two by N.E. Rule
Sandra’s knuckles whiten on the steering wheel as the wipers whip back and forth. Glancing into the rearview mirror, she gasps as a man leans towards her. She swerves to...
Passage for Two by N.E. Rule
Sandra’s knuckles whiten on the steering wheel as the wipers whip back and forth. Glancing into the rearview mirror, she gasps as a man leans towards her. She swerves to...