Author's e-books - Horror. Page - 11
This is a fanfiction of the Disney film Frozen, set before the events of the film. Princess Anna is resentful of her older sister Elsa, but thinks things will change when she sings "Come and Help me Hide the Body" at her sister's door. A mix of horror and humour, filled prodigiously with brackets, non sequiturs, frozen puns, silly references, and anvils.
A short story based on my poem-Lying In A Tub Full Of Blood. Warning: No suitable for people who get scared too easily and who throw up at the sight/hearing of blood and screams.
A story of seventeen year old Ernie who leads a life of secrecy and action and doesn't even know what true potential he possesses and will unlock.
While camping with your son is fun and recomended, camping with rotten zombies, is not.
Just a work in progress, that I haven't worked on in a couple years. No idea where it's going yet, but I'll get back to writing within the year.
The silence rung free between sharp rings of ear piercing shrieks, accompanied by flashes of hot white pain echoing through my body in ripples. Pain filled tears slid down my face, the stinging slowly concentrating on my eyes as my throat contracted in desperation to let the air stream into my lungs.
This is a fanfiction of the Disney film Frozen, set before the events of the film. Princess Anna is resentful of her older sister Elsa, but thinks things will change when she sings "Come and Help me Hide the Body" at her sister's door. A mix of horror and humour, filled prodigiously with brackets, non sequiturs, frozen puns, silly references, and anvils.
A short story based on my poem-Lying In A Tub Full Of Blood. Warning: No suitable for people who get scared too easily and who throw up at the sight/hearing of blood and screams.
A story of seventeen year old Ernie who leads a life of secrecy and action and doesn't even know what true potential he possesses and will unlock.
While camping with your son is fun and recomended, camping with rotten zombies, is not.
Just a work in progress, that I haven't worked on in a couple years. No idea where it's going yet, but I'll get back to writing within the year.
The silence rung free between sharp rings of ear piercing shrieks, accompanied by flashes of hot white pain echoing through my body in ripples. Pain filled tears slid down my face, the stinging slowly concentrating on my eyes as my throat contracted in desperation to let the air stream into my lungs.