Stories tagged “threat”

  • Gatecrashing the City of Dreams

    The hall was sweaty hot, filled with flushed, smiling faces, and bodies clad in the latest fashions. Around the edges, people drank squashy plastic pints of beer and brittle jars of outlandishly coloured cocktails. In the space between, people danced, ...

    • Author: dkscully
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Threat (Mature)

    If you make me wait one more fucking second, I swear that I won’t hesitate to break the skin.

  • Dangerous Things

    Eliza froze with fear when Jake walked into the living room. He had a knife. It was a long, sharp, nasty thing, all shining steel with a deadly edge. He waved it in her general direction and started talking. “You never know when someone’s n...

    • Author: Lock
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
  • Fulcrum

    Blade stared at him. I looked on, my eyes darting from Joe to Blade, to Blade’s gang, and back again. Joe was gambling, I knew. At any moment, one of them might simply think, “fuck you”, make a stupid move, and sooner or later, people...

  • The Guy Before

    Joe had a swagger in his step. It seemed his luck was changing for the better. All his life he had been the guy before. As in, isn’t that the guy Tiffany used to hang out with before she got engaged to Matt? Or, isn’t that the guy Alyssa da...

  • The Game is Up

    It was 10 a.m. that Sunday morning before Rae finally came down to the garage, looking far more pale than Vi had ever seen her. “Good morning,” Violet said. “Sleep well did we?” “They know everything,” Rae said. R...

  • Angry Letter To Santa

    Dear Santa, Don’t think that I can’t see through your act. You’re a horrible man. I should sue you! I’d win too! You know how people always say that you have “rosy” cheeks? Well I know why. Cause you’re drunk!...

  • The Brain

    “Uh-oh.” “What?” “Someone got it.” “Got what?” “The meaning of the universe. They actually got it.” Silence drags on for hours as the world has been turned upside down. Then a small voice is h...

    • Author: Horrorfan13
    • Posted almost 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • A Brush With Fate

    It was an ordinary day, happy even. He just had his thesis title submitted and was crossing the yard to get to the ATM. The plan was to get home for the weekend, being offered pretenses of love and delicious food. But as he was kicking the ever-present...

    • Author: Lancet
    • Posted almost 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Damian's Rant

    Do you recall the start? Heartless and humble Always in trouble There’s no hope here Just a wingspan of fear For a frozen black heart. If you had been there Would you have tried to stop me? Breaking the fall, breaking it all Breaking me as I go down ...

  • For My Friend

    You’re taking a path Through blades of grass As sharp as knives We used to laugh And let things pass Now you and I’ve Led separate lives I sympathize Heaving desperate cries At the thought of you leaving Forever— I cannot fully realiz...

    • Author: Tad Winslow
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Laughing Eyes

    My vision swam strangely. I looked up at the sky; it was a vivid dark purple… like looking at a photo taken at night that had been overexposed. It was night again. I must have slept through the day. “I do it often enough,” she said. S...

    • Author: JayDee
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • From the Library of Failure (Branch 1, Part 8)

    N stood up and stretched like a cat. “That being said, if it worries you, then my advice is to practice more.” She walked around the desk in a hip swaying prowl that Gwen envied. Somehow it managed to encompass sex and danger in equal parts...

  • The Aura: Bad Manners

    A thought slipped into John’s mind, as if an instinct. “That’s not how we’re gonna play. You first.” The Director’s aura dimmed a little, but quickly returned to the gleaming white – and the man once again wore...

    • Author: chocbird09
    • Posted over 2 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Behind A Screen

    The wind wrapped around her neck, pulling tightly until air seemed to come to her in only short, perforated gasps. She gripped her luggage trunk more securely and clambered up the steep, rather icy hill; at the top was her goal, an old, dilapidated cot...