Macabre Stories

♠Bad End Friends story.♠ " No, we were never friends." - True, they were never friends. At the top of their game, individually, they were the most death-defying and unstoppable villains in the multiverse. Best part? There's no stopping them from their game continuing. Beast Wirt -The Beast's Spawn & Lantern Barrer Bipper - The Demon With One Eye & The Mad Emperor Ice Finn - The Cold-Hearted King & The Lord Winter's Breath Until an anomaly occurs, and Time Baby reincarnates. The titan can't help but feel envious of the power that these three have and so, he'll orchestrate their fall. He won't steal their powers, he won't destroy their dreams, no . . . . . To the Lord, this is all amusing, but to the trio, this is the end of an era. "If I die, I want to drag you and him with me. " "What is sweeter? The bloodthirsty chocolate mix in a person's eyes when they get betrayed, or their withering shell-shocked eyes when they die? " ------ P.S. I got inspired on the way home on the bus with music. Plus there aren't many of these out there. Then I saw this so I wanted to give this a shot. Hope y'all like it. If I see another XReader, I will explode. - SnowFrostI14 1#beastwirt 11/23/2018 1#icefinn 11/23/2018 - now 1#overthegardenwall 1/28/19 1#badendfriends 1/30/19 1#otgw 6/7/19 1# bipper August 26th, 2019th 1# macabre September 21st, 2019th

𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥𝗕𝗘𝗡𝗗 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗦 (𝟭𝟵𝟴𝟵) 𝗠𝗔𝗟𝗘 𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗢𝗡𝗜𝗖𝗔 𝗦𝗔𝗪𝗬𝗘𝗥 𝗫 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥 𝗜𝗦 𝗙𝗘𝗠𝗔𝗟𝗘 Victor Sawyer was a member of the boisterous popular yet feared male clique within Westerburg High, the Harveys. Despite being part of the group, Victor longed to go back to his unpopular days with his loser friends instead of being the ruthless and vulgar person he was. But when he believed he found the love of his life, [Name] Dean, he thought wrong when she and him ended up in macabre chaos with the death of his best friend/enemy, Harvey Chandler. ... 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦: 𝗦𝗽𝗼𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗿𝘀 (𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝟭𝟵𝟴𝟵 𝗺𝗼𝘃𝗶𝗲), 𝗦𝘄𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗜𝗻𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗟𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘂𝗮𝗴𝗲, 𝗦𝗲𝘅 𝗧𝗮𝗹𝗸, 𝗠𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗦𝗲𝘅, 𝗠𝘂𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗿, 𝗩𝗶𝗼𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲, 𝗲𝘁𝗰. (𝗜𝘁'𝘀 𝗛𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘀, 𝗼𝗯𝘃)

Because Locklear is underappreciated and he is amazing! ( Dr. Locklear does not belong to me but a wonderful YouTuber name Madam Macabre. Please subscribe to her )

ongoing poetry journal

A forgotten cliff sanctuary in Papua New Guinea stirs to life when smoke-preserved mummies awaken, their ancient protective ritual reclaiming any who dare to disturb their watch.

i live. i hunger.

A collection of dark microfiction. It's Halloween season! Throughout October, I'll be posting a daily dose of my 31 mini stories. Please give it a read.

Thriller

una bambina ed una bambola nuova, nulla di strano, finchè...

In the frozen Yukon, miners uncover a perfectly preserved baby mammoth from the permafrost-but as the ice thaws, something ancient and restless awakens beneath the tundra, hungering for the warmth that disturbed its eternal sleep.

My submission to @PoetsPub 's challenge: Memory Graveyard

A collection of poems some love, some hate, lit with darkness filled with angst

calling all Edger Allen Poe fans

Within the eye of the macabre, settles the subtle balance of life patient for a feather dipped in ink. It beckons for a plague. After the song of the Deathly Romantics finished, romance refused to wither in its casket. Waltzing in hand with the darkness served poetry on a platter consumable to all. But, it seems the guests...have fallen. Shrunken heads emerge, maddened from feverish berserk. Despite this, the macabre rises to represent poetic meanings in midst of mesmerizing allures of synthetic sadness. The plentiful world sheltered foaming hunters. Avoiding infatuation from them concluded to irresistible conflicts waiting for a companion in the dark. The rubies in those courting sweet eyes cared for a tragic dance of freedom. Jewels, much alike romance, fantasy, tragedy, and gothic poetry, waited to glamorize those curious to seek the treasure of the Macabre Danse: the love of the macabre and poetry.

Poems with a dark, macabre, or horror theme to them. Enjoy at your own risk.

A cursed gold coin buried in a warrior's ribcage lures the greedy into the earth, binding their souls to his restless, grinning skeleton forever.

[COVER: http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2012/128/e/0/don__t_tell_mom__by_senju_hime-d4yyxgq.jpg Check this artist out, AMAZING work!] Elena Gorge is the perfect child. Until you get to know her. She struggles with depression, bipolar issues, schizophrenia, you name it. But that's only what the other's think. Elena knows the truth...the ungodly truth. She sees ghosts. When Elena become's connected with others involved in the supernatural, she feels safer, now. More at home. That is until the most powerful spirit in her being takes over her younger sister.

Archaeologists uncover a sealed tomb where a body wrapped in still-green leaves begins to stir. As the chamber fills with a chilling mist and the artifacts shift on their own, one explorer is found dead-her veins glowing green, pulsing with whatever ancient life had awakened beneath the earth.

The second installment of unhealthy twists from the short story collection, 'In Towns of Short Health' from Calibna J. Kerr. A coffee to go and a train ride out of a war torn town and Elliott Gray has no idea how he got there. Enclosed in a cramped carriage with a stranger insistent upon keeping his credentials concealed, the bombardment never seems to end. Not until their unexpected meeting is intruded upon by Edward Mailbury, a portly gentleman who appears to pay no heed to the persistent reel of images, death and sufferance flicking passed the windows. With the pull of an emergency lever, the true punishment comes to light. Story 2 - In Towns of Short Health If you happen to find yourself indulging the first in this short story collection, please do vote/share, I'm new round here :)