Terror Shack Horror Poems
  • LECTURAS 1,531
  • Votos 353
  • Partes 31
  • Hora 33m
  • LECTURAS 1,531
  • Votos 353
  • Partes 31
  • Hora 33m
Concluida, Has publicado ago 16, 2017
Rank 126 in Horror
It's a Free Verse Poem..
A Five Chapter Poem for every Story!

You'll also encounter EXTRA POEMS!!! 

Belongs to "Terror Shack Series" by me. A collection of 5 Chapter Horror Poem Story.

1.
---The Baneling Bite---
Craster Forest, mysterious place known for so many disappearance. It is said that this place was guarded by a mythical creature whose born half bug and half human, it is said that she injects venom to it's piteous prey until it slowly die and eaten by her babies.

2. 
---The Violinist---
I have seen her in my dreams, we both love music. She said that she's living nearby but I don't really know that she's really real. We made lots of fun then suddenly woke up It's all just a dream. Every morning I go out to go to school. I get lots of bullying, I wish she's here beside me. *Plays a melody*...

3.
---Quarantine---
Finnigan Mansion, the biggest and the most beautiful place you'll dance on to but is also the place where a very tragic event happened. Many people are now trapped after they've been to a quarantine, if they go out they'll die. Will any of them survive??
Todos los derechos reservados
Regístrate para añadir Terror Shack Horror Poems a tu biblioteca y recibir actualizaciones
O
#110catcher
Pautas de Contenido
Quizás también te guste
Release de FeelMyBreath
191 Partes Concluida Contenido adulto
This is a collection of my writing from the past 7 years. Before I started to write, I was a very lost individual, as are most teens, but I was lost in darkness. I was too afraid to move anywhere at all. I hid in the dark, debilitated by my own anxiety, sadnesses, anger, and hopelessness. I was desperate to be loved and feared it the most, I was a coward, I was self-destructive, I would mentally bend my thoughts to the point of bordering insanity. I was born into this world alone, and got too comfortable with it. Maybe I still am, but a fraction of what I used to be. This writing is extremely vulnerable, and potentially disturbing to others, as all my weaknesses, strengths, obsessions with making every moment sentimental, the sickening desperation I've had, the destructiveness, and the constant brutal reconstruction of my mind. Without guidance, it's been absolute intense chaos. Though, there is beauty in the darkness. Everything can be found in the darkness. You'll find that through my writing, I've somehow slowly become exactly what I've written. A living representation of my writing and what I wanted to be. Without myself even knowing it. A lot of my writing themes are based around nature, or some kind of natural aspect. The imagery I paint with natural metaphors is constant, the animals, just like you and I, the plants, and all other living things. I planted these seeds in my mind, unknowingly at the time, where I now feel the deep dark green jungle pressing at the inner walls of my skull. It's all that I want to consume my mind. There's so much to learn. The magic of nature, and it's infinite wisdom. It's as if I have been on this path all along, and I didn't even know what I was doing, yet my body and mind were passively taking care of me. Giving me and eventually showing exactly what I want, and wanted to become. I have every moment, every instance of suffering, and every epiphany to be thankful for. Soon, I'll be at peace from the raging storm.
Beautifully Obsessed de Aphrodite4263
65 Partes Concluida Contenido adulto
He was her rock, her best friend, her first love. He became her worst nightmare, her tormentor, her captor She was his everything. His obsession. Their story should have ended with that court case, but he's found a way back to her, and he won't give her another opportunity to escape. Not this time. ------------------------------------------- Shivering, I sobbed out, unable to speak, unable to move. "Shh, shh, now baby-girl, it's alright, you're safe, don't cry" he soothed, moving closer to me. "N-Noah, I w-want to go home," I sobbed, feeling weak from my inability to talk without stuttering. A gasp left my parted lips as his hand forcefully connected with my cheek, "You are home, so I don't want to hear that crap from you, okay?" shaking, I looked down at my feet, his gaze too menacing to hold. "I said, do you understand" he spit through clenched teeth, "y-yes, I'm sorry" I whispered, a new wave of tears making their appearance. "Good girl, now I need you to keep being a good girl, okay?" nodding, my eyes met his dark ones. His form towered over me, making me feel small and irrelevant. "Words, Embry!" He demanded as I stuttered out a quiet yes. I studied him cautiously as he walked towards the far end of the room, shuffling through drawers before stalking back towards me and crouching down. I sucked in a breath as I saw the knife in his hand, his face held a mischievous grin as it glinted in the light. "Now baby-girl, you see, as much as I hate to, you need to be punished, do you know why?" Warning! This story is for mature audience, it contains strong language, abuse, mature themes and sensitive topics. Please enjoy, -Aphrodite.
My Flower de ellerxses
49 Partes Continúa Contenido adulto
"You piece of shit!" I sobbed, pulling on the chain connecting my leg to the bedpost. "You lied to me, Enzo...I trusted you!" Enzo took a few steps closer to me, causing me to back away on reflex, "Don't come any closer...or I swear I'll..." "You'll what, Fiore?" Enzo spoke, his eyes darkening with uncontrollable desire. My back hit the wall behind me, forcing me to halt in my movements, Enzo, still inching towards me. "I asked you a question, I expect a response." I looked around the room, scanning my environment before returning my gaze to his. "I'll kill myself..." I spoke, my words were empty and held no value. I could only hope he didn't catch my bluff. Enzo took two more steps, closing the distance between us. He grabbed my chin forcing me to look into his ice cold gaze. We stood like that for a minute before he released my chin from his grip and scoffed, "You'll kill yourself?" I nodded. Enzo reached into his pocket and pulled out a pocket knife, he harshly grabbed my hands and placed it in my palm. Taking a few steps back he spoke, "Do it then." My eyes widened as my hands started to uncontrollably shake, "Do what?" I managed to mutter out. "Kill yourself, I'm making it easy for you." Tears started streaming from my eyes, "I..." I attempted to speak but a lump in my throat prevented me from doing so. My grip on the knife loosened and it fell onto the floor. Enzo grabbed the knife and placed it back into his pocket. He caressed my cheek with his thumb, gently wiping away my tears. "It wasn't supposed to be like this, Fiore. Not yet atleast." "But I can't bear to let you go." X 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 In which a woman in a loveless marriage meets a ruthless cartel boss who develops a dangerous obsession for her, his flower. Rankings: #1 forcedlove #1 cartel #1 dominate #1 illegal #2 abusivecontent #2 captive #3 cruel #3 abducted #4 ruthless #4 darkthemes
Quizás también te guste
Slide 1 of 10
... cover
Poems cover
Once in a lifetime. cover
Release cover
Beautifully Obsessed cover
My Mind's Jailbird | Poetry cover
My Flower cover
Infectious Devotion (Yandere M. x Fem. Reader) cover
Hunter Prey cover
If Not Now , Then When?  cover

...

35 Partes Concluida Contenido adulto