20 Dec, 2012 10:02 PM
She lived deep in the forest in a tiny cottage and sold herbal remedies for a living. Folks living in the town nearby called her Bloody Mary, and said she was a witch. None dared cross the old crone for fear that their cows would go dry, their food-stores rot away before winter, their children take sick of fever, or any number of terrible things that an angry witch could do to her neighbors.
Then the little girls in the village began to disappear, one by one. No one could find out where they had gone. Grief-stricken families searched the woods, the local buildings, and all the houses and barns, but there was no sign of the missing girls. A few brave souls even went to Bloody Mary's home in the woods to see if the witch had taken the girls, but she denied any knowledge of the disappearances. Still,... [Read More]
Tags:
Witch,
Dark Art,
Scary,
Horror,
Death,
Dark WorldVotes: 218757
10 Dec, 2012 03:14 AM
Red eyes watched the victim crawl in an attempt to flee, the female demon walked behind her victim. Her black leather boots tapping the stone floor she walked on. Her black glossy hair blew in the wind coming from an open window; her short black dress with ruffles on the bottom had blood stains on it. Her white horns poked out of her hair and gleamed in the light of the moon, her pale skin seemed to glow in the moonlight. She continued to chase after her victim, lightly giving her grey wings a flap to scare him. The cowering man tired tipping things over and throwing things to slow her down but it didn’t work, whenever he would do so she would either chop the item in half with her weapon or she would use her black tail to catch it and throw it aside. Finally the female demon... [Read More]
Tags:
Demon,
Death,
Blood,
Blood LustVotes: 215668
03 Dec, 2016 06:11 PM
A few strands, of her hair, messed up falling,she felt someone dark vibe waiting out there. She was the victim haunting music pulsing at her throat she got popped.What fucker's of a different tribe It was a hot humid smoked up day.Looking out the darkness spanked her window, it needed a change,her blood was dripping out of the art-work.She saw his face, coming at her, threatened by him.Turned 4 a second 2 faces came out spitting up blood mirror mirror on the hell of the fall face to face. Rock danger of ricochet, she needed to slip a note, to the detective no one believed her story. The police officer thought she was so paranoid,her husband was in the dark room slaughtering up hell's angel's food,this woman called the slaughter house Police force, so many times crying Wolf!! She got her bloody artist hands, trying to keep steady.She was following... [Read More]
Tags:
Dark World,
Spiritual,
Dark ClubVotes: 111783
28 Sep, 2015 04:06 AM
60..59..58..57..56..It's pointless. Why should all these people live? These teenagers. Of course, I'm one too, yet I feel as though I'm much more than them. Their lives mean nothing. All they do is have sex, do drugs, drink, bully. What use are they? What use am I? It's time for someone to do something about these awful people.To get rid of them. There are others like me. Others who think they should all die. They're nothing. They should all burn in hell for their sins. If we come together, we can rid the world of them all. Everyone will see what good we've done. They'll thank us. We'll be remembered.
40..39..38..37..36..It's so exciting. Here we all are, in the gym together. And once again, our school team is losing. 8 to 0. All they do is dribble the ball and shoot. So pointless. What good will that do in this... [Read More]
Tags:
Psycopath,
Insanity,
Murder,
Dark,
Suicide,
GraphicVotes: 128536
12 Nov, 2017 02:03 AM
Within a mansion where George Hearn was recently hired, a girl not quite living drifted toward him in the form of a mist. Lovely was her voice as she spoke to him and soon he followed her wispy form to the second floor of the great house, pausing at the door which she said was her room, the very room where the old lady who owned the place slept.
Her lovely voice said, Come to me.
He didn’t know her words registered in his mind, not in the fabric of the air. “Where did you go,” he asked, “why can’t I see you anymore?”
The real me is on the other side of the door, and I am oh so lonely.
“But this is Ruth’s bedroom. Do you want to get me fired?”
Oh no, not for anything in the world. Don’t worry. She sleeps with Prince Valium. You’d have... [Read More]
Tags:
Horror,
Paranormal,
Gothic,
Alone,
EvilVotes: 014736
23 Jun, 2016 11:26 PM
Crumbs fall between my thighs as I munch on my favorite sugar wafers from the Dollar Store. He leans over, looks at me in disgust, then suggests we come up with a way to recreate Heydrich’s gas chambers. He lists off the names of all the people he would shove inside and then admits most of us should probably just volunteer ourselves to go in. Such a disgusting destructive people we are. I begin to draw out a blueprint, but then we grow bored of the whole idea and make love the rest of the night. So much more exciting to see him scream out in agony and hatred when I pull on his balls too hard. I think I felt some skin tear. In the middle of the everglades, bald birds begin to blockade my car. They look like scavengers and I’m sure they are hoping for some left... [Read More]
Tags:
Dark World,
Dark MindVotes: 09089
02 Jan, 2016 01:52 PM
See the mirror and it'll reflect the truth of who you are. It's not your reflection of you, but a glimpse of dark reality that exists on the other
side; reflection is the truth and you are not.
Dark Ink greyish black clouds engulf the whole light out of the sky. Drizzle wets the grass and rough stones that stand erect at the headside of graves. Figures in black clothes mourn in the miasma of rain. A cackle of thunder followed by the flashing light on the horizon silences the dead souls; highlighting the face among many who never sheds a tear over the loss of her sister.
She is standing starring at her reflection in dimmed glowing light of fire in hearth. But despite the burning fire, the room is still cold as if someone's chilly sighs freezes it to death. She isn't starring at herself but it is... [Read More]
Tags:
Dark Mind,
Thriler,
Twisted,
Mental,
Psychotic,
Psycho,
InsaneVotes: 09703
11 Aug, 2013 01:48 PM
May 22,2008
Dear Diary,
I think it's odd for a 16 year old to have a diary, it's kind of childish to me. But my parents bought it for me to keep track of what I'm doing. By the way, I'm Sarah. I moved to Montana from New York. But I don't like it here. I don't think the kids like me either. They bully me and call me rude names. It's almost Summer though. School will be out and I get to visit my old friends. I miss them a lot. Anyway,it's late, I should get to bed.
May 24,2008
Dear diary,
The kids at my school keep calling me fat, ugly, and that I should have never came here. I'm starting to believe them. My parents keep saying that it's not true, and that I should ignore them. But it's easier said then done,you know? Anyway I should... [Read More]
Tags:
Horror,
Ghost,
Tragic,
Death,
Diary,
Bullied,
Dark WorldVotes: 027090
24 Jul, 2013 04:38 AM
His fluorescent blue eyes, rimmed with black eyeliner and kohl, pin me in place. A light dust of black blush rests on his slim cheekbones. Black lipstick and lipliner enhances the effect of his tempting lips. He comes closer. I tangle a hand in his short, luscious black hair. Our lips meet, his groan reverberating through his throat.
"John," he moans as he backs me up against the wall. "Frakking hell, Eric," I pant as he hooks my legs around his waist. His lips move to my neck, and my body responds strongly.
"Already hard?" he smirks against my neck as a hand cups my groin.
"I want you. All of you." My breath is ragged.
"I need your debt first."
"Go a-ahead."
I feel a small prick against my neck and gasp sharply when he starts sucking my blood. His lips return to mine and I can taste my... [Read More]
Tags:
Vampire,
Gay,
Dark Creature,
Dark MindVotes: -111956
23 May, 2013 01:59 AM
The bottom of the test tube blackened underneath the Bunsen burner. The indigo colored mixture inside bubbled. "Excellent.... Time for a test subject.." The man said. He slicked back his long blonde hair and licked his lips.
"What do you think Arthur? Would you like to par take in my tasting my new potion?" He asked. Arthur trembled on the table. He was secured to the table by chains. His mouth was taped. He crunched his eyes up and started crying. "Ana... Remove the tape from Arthur's mouth... I think he has something to say." Ana hesitated. "Sir I don't think he has to say anything.. He's crying." She responded. "Oh come now Ana! He wants to tell me something! You don't know good old Arthur like I do." The man responded, followed by a deep chuckle. "I.. Uh " She shuffled her feet. "ANA!" He yelled into the girls... [Read More]
Tags:
Scientific,
Experiment,
Potion,
Murder,
Passion,
Sadistic,
Death,
GraphicVotes: -120195
