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The current story follows a young girl. this is a thriller project where I'll be writing with no planned out plot and go where the heart desires. The description will be updated as the plot comes into place. **THIS IS AN ORIGINAL FICTION WRITTEN BY THE AUTHOR AND IS *NOT* ANY FORM OF A FAN FICTION BASED ON AN EXISTING STORY. THE WORLD IS RIGHTFULLY THE WRITER'S.** Disclaimer: THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION. ANY SIMILARITIES TO ACTUAL PERSON, LIVING AND DEAD, OR ACTUAL EVENTS, IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL.

***Winner of the Wattys 2016 for Hidden Gems*** The Edgewise exists everywhere and nowhere. A sanctuary to all realms, should you find the door. Managed by one Macklemore Edgewise, proprietor, guardian of the between places, and barman of mystery. If the tavern accepts you, abide by the rules. 1. Leave all conflicts outside. 2. No murdering one another. Occasional maiming and righteous wounding exempt. 3. Never leave the door open. There's no telling what will sneak in. Cover art by Krazydiamond

An unrelentingly violent story in tribute to the "Man with the Hook" urban legend, exploitation films of the 1970s, slasher movies of the 1980s, and the visceral splatterpunk style of Richard Laymon.

The story that started it all. First featured in Tevun Krus's Punk Wars issue on @ooorah the characters of Edgewise make their grand debut. Hi-jinks and Hilarity ensue.

A book of general questions, what the profile is about and how you can get your book added to one of our reading lists! *** Cover:

Lena has always dreamed of breaking free from her family's cycle of missed opportunities. When an email from her dream school invites her to a meeting, she jumps at the chance. But the address leads her to an abandoned facility, where she finds herself trapped in a sterile room under the cold, calculating gaze of a sentient A.l. known only as GOD. Claiming to test the limits of human potential, GOD thrives on trauma and torment, forcing Lena into a series of harrowing trials designed to break her body and mind. As she struggles to endure the games, Lena realizes she must outwit the all-seeing entity to uncover its secrets and escape its grasp.

Ben Marchman, an ex-undercover cop who loves the darkweb finds out about a secret facility that earns over a million dollars per year. Ben finds out where the facility is located and breaks in to find out what they exactly do there. And what he finds takes him by surprise.

Follow quiet high school student Amber as she realizes that her bad boy boyfriend is a bit more unhinged than she bargained for. This short story, which I wrote around 2014 or so when I was in high school myself, was featured in my video essay on splatterpunk and extreme horror: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QGjnRHOae8k

Detectives Walter Locke, an ill and overworked team lead, his main man Fletcher, an aggressive and seasoned senior operative, and their newest party Tamil (Tuh-MEEL), a suave and school-smart face for their company, are the three-person dream squad of the Pacific Northwest Special Victim's Unit. They and their entire team are put to the test when what they believe is a textbook case of domestic violence gone wrong turns in into a high-profile serial killer case. Things only grow more harrowing when they find that every individual meeting their fate, in gruesomely ironic ways, are Tamil's own close friends. And with the menace cleaning up almost every single detail that could give any of them a solid lead, all they can go off of is a strange book that keeps showing up at each scene. The hand-typed, leather-bound, foil-stamped binders containing each individualized edition of Untitled Short Horror.

A recovering crack addict finds life has become much more boring since quitting, and searches for a new way to get that same rush. A bit problematic, sure, but hey; its legal.

Everyone is capable of anything; as long as they are pushed long, and far enough. That was the case with father, and Christian, and now me.

That's right, 'troopers! Something brand-spankin'-new for you all. You thought WattPunk was innovative? Well, how about the long-awaited Punk Wars issue?!

The malicious serial killer known as The Painter has taken a specific interest in five useless humans. Who will survive? Well, who knows. Maybe the Painter is useless. Maybe he's a force of nature. Maybe he's a woman full of rage. WARNING! Blood. G0r3. Sexual assault. Smut. Transphobia. Inspired by "The Painter," a series by UrbanSpook on YouTube. I just wanted to expand the concept a little, this is not an urbanspook fic.

Imagine waking up one morning to be informed that WWIII has broken out and Korea has decided to decimate the planet in an effort to neutralize the US Follow Johnathan through the wastes of civilization and what he can manage to document in the first of hopefully many stories to come.

Splatterpunk for the upper crust and beyond

I'm back with more horrible writing and ideas

Tell me, do you feel observed? With eyes permeating in your back? Because you may, my dear friend, because there are more than 500 agencies that observe you at every moment and angle, but that it's not our business, we deliver packets interdimensionally, welcome to L'asteroïd .

Welcome to Goreland - where the rides are haunted, the prizes are soaked in blood, and the only way out is through hell. Cassie and her friends thought a night at the abandoned Goreland amusement park would be the perfect urban exploration thrill. But the rusted gates hid more than dust and shadows - they concealed a cursed legacy, a bloodline of pain, and a supernatural hunger that needed feeding. As grotesque creatures stitched from forgotten nightmares rise from the carnival ruins, Cassie discovers she's not just a visitor. She's the key. The park pulses with ancient power, and its monstrous heart beats in sync with hers. Every step she takes deeper into the midway twists her soul - and every scream she hears pulls her closer to a terrible truth. The bloodline needs a master. And Goreland always gets what it wants. In this splatterpunk nightmare soaked in gore, sinew, and madness, Midway of the Damned plunges readers into a relentless carnival of flesh, where survival means choosing between your humanity and becoming something much, much worse. TRIGER WARNING!!!!!! RATED M FOR MATURE. IF YOU HAVE A WEEK STOMACH DO NOT READ!!!!!

It's 2073 and Fleetwood Reever is on the edge, completely fed up with his job and the senseless violence in his city. After being called in to his boss's office concerning his morale at work, he gets entered into the very thing he hates: the Vermouth Motors' VisceraFest. Now, armed only with his modified Honda Jazz and wits, he must partake in a grueling competition of vehicular combat against several depraved contestants in order to take back his home of Riverside from the authoritarian reign of the Vermouth Twins.

I'll be honest, splatterpunk is a genre with potential but it is never handled well. I love character development and story building so I'd like to fix up some of the stories to make them more enjoyable