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Father Cooke: Part 5 – Burning Down the House
Publisher's Note: This story is part of the author's Father Cooke series of interrelated stories. If you enjoy it, the author invites you to click here to read the other tales…
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9 Rules for the Night Shift on Halloween Night at the Cemetery
“You sure you have all the rules memorized?” my boss said as he gathered his belongings to go home. “Yeah, sure thing. I got them all up here" I said…
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The Backroads
Thursday Today is Thursday, June 16, 2022, and I don’t know where I am. I’m parked on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere, and I’m not…
Read NowHer Protection
In every major town and city, there is a house of which no official record exists, and whose windows have been boarded up for longer than anyone around can remember.…
Read NowA Madman’s Guide to the Unrecommended
AN INTRODUCTION First and foremost, a few matters of introduction have to be placed down. You are probably wondering who I am. What am I called? What does the barista…
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You Can’t Trust Everyone
November 6th, 2015 Oh boy. I’m not really sure how to properly start these types of stories, but, I’m going to try to get to the point as fast as…
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Hotel Morte – The Convention
Greetings friends and horror aficionados. Thank you for joining me for the second story from the terror-filled annals of the Hotel Morte. I imagine you have questions following the first…
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All You Need Is A Bucket Of Snails
It all started with a simple schoolyard rhyme. No one knew the original incarnation, only a fragment of it survived and was circulated amongst our school. “A pail of snails…
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The Sounding of the Fifth Trumpet
You have been given a chance; one single opportunity. Just for you, little one. You don’t have to endure the tribulations about to be unleashed. You can escape all of…
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I Was a Christmas Elf
Mrs. Claus sat in her rocker, a half completed sweater resting on her lap. The alarm clock on the small table beside her rang its shrill alarm through the warm…
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Alabaster Angel
“This is a matchmaking service?” asked the doctor, a concerned look on his face. “This is the Garden of Eden,” replied his host with a smile. The doctor looked around…
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I joined a hedonistic cult in the 80’s. It’s time to pay my membership fee.
It may be hard to believe, but before I became the bloated old drunk you’d see camping outside your local liquor store, I used to be quite the stud back…
Read NowAbout one shift at Clover Camp
The month I had to spend every summer at a children’s camp was the most loathed period of the year for me. A place where children were supposed to rest,…
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Father Cooke: Cat’s in the Cradle
Publisher's Note: This story is a prequel and takes place before all of the previously released Father Cooke and Magister Alexander stories, which you can find here. The author invites…
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The GPS Game
Have you ever heard of the GPS Game? Before you type it into Google, let me save you the trouble - you're not going to find much. If it's not…
Read NowIf You Lost a Loved One
There is a way that you can bring back a loved one after death. I wouldn’t recommend it, though. Death is final and cheating it always leads to bad results.…
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Black Christmas
It was cold and dark that one wretched morning in the city of dead dreams. Dilapidated buildings, decadent sentries of another time, towered on either side of me as I…
Read NowBlood and Oil
Note: The following is a sequel to the creepypasta entitled “Breach”. The author recommends reading “Breach” first, as it is followed chronologically by the events described in “Blood and Oil.”…
Read NowInspiration
You know those long, involved ritual creepypastas, the ones that involve a million different steps, the ones where if you breathe at the wrong second you die? Ever wonder who…
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Someone Has Made It An Annual Tradition to Amputate a Part of My Body
Back in 2012, I went to Las Vegas for a couple of weeks to blow off some steam, along with my severance package after I was laid off. It wasn’t an…
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