The Night to Remember
Sensitive content warning: assault, verbal abuse, and mentions of emotional manipulation. Reader discretion is advised. Adeline would have liked to consider the party a success. The punch was flowing, the sun had set an hour ago, and the jack-o-lanterns supplied a
The Cry
Trigger warning: Mentions of death, suicide, and supernatural forces. The contents of this short story may be disturbing to some. Readers’ discretion is advised. In the dead of night, a cry rings out. So shrill in its existence that it rouses
The Box: Edition 2
Join the Book Club, Art Club and Club Ink in the second installation of their comic strip with Neel, Ali, Anam, and their adventures! Continuing their journey from last time, the trio has stumbled upon an even more puzzling situation-
Time Of Death
Trigger Warning: contains themes of violence, assault, horror, gore, and death. Pain. That is all I was left with. My only feeling, morning, noon, and night. The pain of needles piercing my frail, white skin; of the vile, harsh medicine flowing through
1902
Trigger Warning: contains themes of self-harm, suicide, assault, horror, gore, and death. My dear diary, today it is 14th November 1901. My wife, Claire and I left England three days ago for our second honeymoon that would last five days. We went
The Box: Part 1
Join the Book Club, Art Club and Club Ink in the first installation of their comic strip with Neel, Ali, Anam, and their adventures! Starting out their journey at their high school reunion, the trio has stumbled upon a rather
Daring to Dream
“Please, please, please go away,” my whispers echo across the empty room. I’m propped up against the door; my aching back is protesting, but I cannot get up. The door is locked. Of course, it is. But if I can’t
The Grim Reality of Cahercon House
Disclaimer: Never wander alone. Kieran Quinn stared down at the bare ground. Concentrating hard on the spot in front of him, he tried his best to remember the happenings of the day before. Nothing came to him. He sighed with
A Lost Life
"Take a semester at sea, Aria. It'll be fun, Aria." The girl scoffed, readjusting the heavy chains on her bruised and bloody wrists. How had she gotten into this mess? Her sister had finished her semester at sea last year and had
Him and Her
Part 1A Vacant were her expressions, lost were her thoughts. The world had taken its toll on her, and now, she was alone and hungry. Misplaced were her instincts, broken was her compass, directionless, and misguided, she continued to walk, hungry