Dark Moments
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alt="Where's Margaret? by Kelly Matsuura"
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Where's Margaret? by Kelly Matsuura
When Wizard Qarmel took to his death bed, I didn’t want him to die alone. “What’s Margaret's address? I’ll send a letter,” I offered. The wizard's wife had left years...
Where's Margaret? by Kelly Matsuura
When Wizard Qarmel took to his death bed, I didn’t want him to die alone. “What’s Margaret's address? I’ll send a letter,” I offered. The wizard's wife had left years...
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alt="Two Wrongs Don't Save a Changeling by K.B. Elijah"
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Two Wrongs Don't Save a Changeling by K.B. Elijah
Cold winds borne from grey skies whipped around me, mixing strands of my green hair with my tears. “Merle.” Acquisition Officer Karea fluttered down onto the bridge beside me. “You...
Two Wrongs Don't Save a Changeling by K.B. Elijah
Cold winds borne from grey skies whipped around me, mixing strands of my green hair with my tears. “Merle.” Acquisition Officer Karea fluttered down onto the bridge beside me. “You...
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alt="Bloody Mary by Neen Cohen"
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Bloody Mary by Neen Cohen
She fluttered her bright blue eyes in the lights of the nightclub, taking the drink from his over-eager hands. “Now leave.” He turned, eyebrows knitting. Tomorrow he would wonder where...
Bloody Mary by Neen Cohen
She fluttered her bright blue eyes in the lights of the nightclub, taking the drink from his over-eager hands. “Now leave.” He turned, eyebrows knitting. Tomorrow he would wonder where...
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alt="To Serve and Obey by Zoey Xolton"
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To Serve and Obey by Zoey Xolton
Lucifer languished upon the immense, black throne forged of dragon glass. Slumbering by his side, Lilith's great scaled tail wrapped around the dais, her bejewelled hide wreathed in living flame....
To Serve and Obey by Zoey Xolton
Lucifer languished upon the immense, black throne forged of dragon glass. Slumbering by his side, Lilith's great scaled tail wrapped around the dais, her bejewelled hide wreathed in living flame....
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alt="The Old Switcheroo by Steven Holding"
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The Old Switcheroo by Steven Holding
All it took was one look at her hook nose and Danny knew that his granny was a witch. A familiar black cat, dark pointy hat, although her number of...
The Old Switcheroo by Steven Holding
All it took was one look at her hook nose and Danny knew that his granny was a witch. A familiar black cat, dark pointy hat, although her number of...
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alt="A Romance in Dunwich by V.A. Vazquez"
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A Romance in Dunwich by V.A. Vazquez
There weren't many eligible bachelors in Dunwich, but even then, all the women stayed away from Wilbur Whateley. His beard was coarse and knotted, like the hide of a mountain...
A Romance in Dunwich by V.A. Vazquez
There weren't many eligible bachelors in Dunwich, but even then, all the women stayed away from Wilbur Whateley. His beard was coarse and knotted, like the hide of a mountain...
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alt="Elspeth by Jacqueline Moran Meyer"
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Elspeth by Jacqueline Moran Meyer
Elspeth haunts me. At night, I hear her ankle chains scrape along the floorboards towards the bedroom I share with my new bride. She’s getting closer, with her bloated body...
Elspeth by Jacqueline Moran Meyer
Elspeth haunts me. At night, I hear her ankle chains scrape along the floorboards towards the bedroom I share with my new bride. She’s getting closer, with her bloated body...
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alt="Midnight at the Gallows by McKenzie Richardson"
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Midnight at the Gallows by McKenzie Richardson
The corpse swings on its rope when my fingers wrap around its wrist. Tendons and muscles fray as I sever the flesh. Cracking bones, I saw through until the hand...
Midnight at the Gallows by McKenzie Richardson
The corpse swings on its rope when my fingers wrap around its wrist. Tendons and muscles fray as I sever the flesh. Cracking bones, I saw through until the hand...
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alt="Whitechapel Rain by Matthew Wilson"
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Whitechapel Rain by Matthew Wilson
I have had dark moments since I escaped that hospital filled with fools who didn't grasp my greatness, so I had to burn them. I wished to run into the...
Whitechapel Rain by Matthew Wilson
I have had dark moments since I escaped that hospital filled with fools who didn't grasp my greatness, so I had to burn them. I wished to run into the...
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alt="Author's Lament by K.T. Tate"
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Author's Lament by K.T. Tate
I just wanted a muse. Something unusual to fuel my writing. But that dusty tome with its ancient rites gave me more than that. It was not a muse summoned...
Author's Lament by K.T. Tate
I just wanted a muse. Something unusual to fuel my writing. But that dusty tome with its ancient rites gave me more than that. It was not a muse summoned...
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alt="Madeline by Joshua Gessner"
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Madeline by Joshua Gessner
I see a girl, hidden behind a curtain of trees, with poisoned lips and rotten teeth. Somewhere, in the pit of her, her heart is just as rotten. I believe...
Madeline by Joshua Gessner
I see a girl, hidden behind a curtain of trees, with poisoned lips and rotten teeth. Somewhere, in the pit of her, her heart is just as rotten. I believe...
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alt="A Successful Exorcism by Celestine Trinidad"
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A Successful Exorcism by Celestine Trinidad
Father Fernando kept on chanting prayers, ignoring the screams of the demon that possessed the boy. “You don’t know what this child is!” the demon shrieked. “Without me here to...
A Successful Exorcism by Celestine Trinidad
Father Fernando kept on chanting prayers, ignoring the screams of the demon that possessed the boy. “You don’t know what this child is!” the demon shrieked. “Without me here to...