Stories tagged “violent”

  • The End

    The frame rattled as Gus kicked at the door. He could hear yelling from the other side of the door but blocked it out – concentrating on the door. The sharp rap of his booted foot on the door rang in the hallway again and again. The door frame fi...

  • phone call

    He left a bloody fingerprint on the faceplate of the phone but brought it to his ear. “Hey Gus, it’s Scott. I’m heading out of town for the weekend but give me a call on Monday and we can talk ab ba-BANG-click” Gus was about to ...

  • voicemail

    “SCOTT!!!” He yelled, “Scott, open up the damn door!” He pounded on the door with the butt of his pistol. Flecks of blood hit the door as small dents and chips of off white paint marked where the pistol had struck. Gus pressed h...

  • Pascal's Release (Mature)

    That was the last straw. I grabbed the back of her neck with a firm hand and scraped her face across the brick wall. Her panicked struggles and wordless cries, which would’ve moved me once, did nothing. Raising my free hand, I struck downward, tw...

  • Extras: It All Happened in the Black Van

    Sitting in the driver’s seat of a black van, a tall man with elvish ears turned to face his passengers. To our amusement, this man was our boss and was aptly named Mr. Elf. Mr. Elf gestured with his hands extravagantly as he rambled because he wa...

  • Two Drops of Blood

    Rachel draws her weapon and rises to her feet. She presses the pistol into James’ forehead hissing “pow” over his ear. James desperately tries to maneuver his head away from the gun’s point blank aim. Petrified shock stretches o...

    • Author: Tad Winslow
    • Posted almost 2 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5

  • HELL

    Suddenly, a clawed hand impales his shoulder and gouges out a hunk of flesh. James hollers for help, writhing in painful agony. No answer. Growls surround him like guttural hatred, gurgling, emanating from the blood-slick throats of demons. They approa...

  • Now What, Let's Get em Drunk

    It wasn’t just the anger that was getting to Glen, he scored bad coke from those punks in the trailer park on the outskirts of route 4. “What you boys doing?” “We got bizness” “Yeah, this bar is bizness alright.̶...