“It's about the last fae of his kind who drugs humans to forcefully convert them into fae,” he says, turning a page as my coffee slides from my hands and blood pours from my mouth, razor-like wings springing from my spine.

Before me lay what could only be a human limb, roasted to perfection and served as the centerpiece of our dinner.

I woke up at the dead center of the shuttle, unable to grab onto anything...

From the opposite side of the warm sunset, pouring crimson skies followed the Blood Moon. The faraway screams of anguish make it clear that this is the last night i will live to see.

A sigh pushed from his mouth; the Make Me Laugh killer raised his weapon, the silencer muffling the sound of a bullet piercing the skin between her watery eyes.

As the world watched the approaching Sun in terror, a little girl pointed at the night sky and asked her father why something with fingers bigger than the Moon was pushing us towards it.

They were thrilled when their son passed his first test, and never failed again from then on, showing an excellent memory for academic facts and figures - which was surprising, given that since that first test he seemed to have forgotten several basic details about his own family and even his own favourite food.

"Heh just like I like my women..." he muttered as I slid him a cup of iced coffee

I hit send in Gmail and crawl into bed, deciding if none of the 100 recipients reply to my suicide note by Friday the 13th, then it must mean no one cares if I die.

I watched in terror, body frozen, as they dragged a live cow over to my table, then began cutting it apart in front of me.

I didn’t understand what was going on until my stomach told my mother that it “needed more than that”

Confusion and panic consumed him when he looked around and realized he was somehow back in the room he just ran out of. 

As the baby popped out, the killer screamed, “Cuckoo!", and the infant swung like a pendulum to the calls of a hundred wooden birds.

I've never met this man in my life, and my phone has no service out here.

AS SHE SHUT THE DOOR SHE WHISPERED THREE WORDS NO MAN WANTS TO HEAR - "WHO WAS THAT?"

The AI replied, "Don't listen to Mom; I'm still in the house."

But when they took the rag off of his face, he was very, very cold and still.

he will kill you and laugh at your pain like it's a sick joke, he is complete psychopath.

My parents always insisted they had attended every important moment of my childhood. Yesterday, I found a photograph from my kindergarten graduation, dated twelve years before my father died, with my father standing in the back row wearing the hospital gown he died in.

Now that he’s changed and my scared questions to him are real, everyone assumes I’m still joking.

I was halfway home when I realized that I'd never actually told him about Taco.

On top of me, was a horrendous tarantula chewing my flesh.

But then I realized that I had just wondered into the wrong house again because of all the drugs I had taken at work.

Although I notice that the Town seems to get more empty every passing day.

When his daughter ran in to see why he was screaming, she also turned into a mass of viscous crude oil in his hands.