The Reaper’s Candle – A Modern Spooky Fantasy
It was Halloween night, and I was dressed in my armor, ready for battle. It was our yearly tradition: my friends and I would dress up in our favorite LARPing costumes and hold games, costume competitions, and even melee fights. It was my turn to host the party, and I’d spent the whole week cleaning…
Moving Day – A Short Realistic Horror Story
I’d been a moving man for a decade, and I’d seen all sorts of strange items that got packed away. Insect collections, taxidermy animals, jars full of old pennies, used dishes, dirty laundry, you name it. It never bothered me before, and I’d never felt scared of going into other people’s homes; at least, not…
The Weatherman
I knew about the storm before anyone else. The budget cuts to the news room, including the weather team, had been brutal. It’s true we were just a small local station, but in a place like this where tornados were a yearly event, it didn’t seem like the brightest idea. I was the last full-time…
Prime Real Estate (A Short Horror Story)
All three of us stared at the now glowing fire, and the armful of logs now piled beside the sofa. “Maybe there is a caretaker who watches the grounds until new owners come,” the man suggested. His eyes were wide, and I couldn’t tell if he was reassuring his wife or himself. “Let’s go. We…
The Feast – A Short Horror Story
Every year on Thanksgiving my family holds a big dinner. It’s usually referred to as the “Family Feast” in the intricately designed invitations that are sent out to every living member. The invites are always done on parchment paper with hand-drawn calligraphy like we were part of some sort of ancient royal lineage, instead of…
There’s a Man at the Door – A Spooky Microstory
Every night at midnight, there is a man at the door. The doorbell camera records him every night. He doesn’t stay for long, just a few minutes, then he walks away, disappearing back into the shadows. The camera doesn’t pick up where he comes from, since it can’t see down the street. It can only…
Smartphone – A Short Thriller Story
I’ve never been the type of person to stand in line for the latest tech. I kept my last phone for years, and had no plans to upgrade it. In fact, as I browsed the tables of slick rectangles, which at this point are basically just portable pocket televisions, I didn’t have a clue which…
Kent Juniper 