Fog Stories

cover art is MINE You married a man who was kinder in the mornings and crueler everywhere else. ♫⋆｡ ♪ ₊˚♬ ﾟ. She married a voice she heard through the walls, Silver ring, purple jewel, loved him through it all. He smiled on the radio, killed between the breaks, Said forever real easy, like most men do when it's fake. She died sick and dreaming, he lived loud and alone, Now Heaven has an organ, Hell has him on the throne. Static and fog and a melody bleeding through the air, Two lovers out of season, still pretending love is fair. ♫⋆｡ ♪ ₊˚♬ ﾟ. alastor x wife reader =))))) ‎

Before the fog came, the village was ordinary. Children played on the roads, families slept with open doors, and the graveyard was just a forgotten place. Then people started seeing a girl in the mist. At first, it was only rumors. Then lanterns began to go out. Homes filled with prayers and fear. Shadows started watching. And those who walked alone... never returned the same. As panic spreads, the villagers realize the truth is far worse than a ghost. The fog is not just hiding something-it is learning. Listening. Remembering names. And in this village, death does not arrive suddenly. It calls you first.

I don't know if your ready for this journey. This unpredictable strange turn of events that happened in the lives of seven strangers, especially if you take pleasure in reading the norm. These seven strangers undergo a process you wouldn't wish on anyone. Many people have been through this but the thing is ............ no one can find anyone who has actually survived it! If you do read you might just get lost as well trying to figure out if they will make it or not maybe ............ maybe you might not make it as a reader . You might want to rethink reading this story it might change the way you live your life for ever !

In the quiet town of Clover Ridge, five people disappear without a sound, and suddenly the place everyone thought they knew feels unfamiliar. As fear settles over the streets, sisters Meghan and Olivia Hayes find themselves pulled into the mystery - and into the shadows of a past they've spent years trying to outrun. When friends and neighbours begin to vanish, the sisters realise the disappearances aren't random. Someone is watching. Someone is planning. And the name whispered in fear is always the same: the Blue Knight. Desperate for answers, Meghan and Olivia dig into the secrets Clover Ridge has buried for decades. What they uncover forces them to question not only the people around them, but the darkness they've both carried for far too long. With time slipping away, they have no choice but to face the truth - about the town, about the Blue Knight, and about themselves. Saving the missing might mean confronting the very thing they fear most. And if they fail, Clover Ridge won't just lose more people... it will lose itself. Blue Knight is a tense, unsettling horror mystery about family, buried secrets, and the evil that hides in plain sight. Book 1 of the Checkmate Series

The fog doesn't just hide the town. It hides the screams. Jonathan was the Captain of his life until the world vanished into a wall of white. After a sudden crash on the outskirts of Shadowridge, he wakes to a nightmare of perfect silence. His wife, Abby, is gone. There are no footprints in the snow, no engine sounds in the distance-only the heavy, rhythmic pulsing of a fog that feels alive. Shadowridge isn't a place you visit; it's a place that swallows you. As Jonathan wanders through the skeletal remains of the town, the mist begins to play tricks. Shapes move in the corner of his eye. A silver watch ticks in an empty room. And a house that shouldn't exist stands waiting for him-a house filled with his own darkest secrets and medical files he never should have seen. In the "White Silence," the truth is more dangerous than the dark. Jonathan is about to learn that the fog isn't there to keep him lost... it's there to keep him from seeing what he's become. One town. One survivor. A thousand lies buried in the mist.

Beginning awakens in a world of fog and death. Without memories or a name, her only goal is to find out who she is- and why she's here. She's soon dragged into the dangerous plots of the world's only inhabitants, a vicious group of young women who seem set on destroying her piece by piece. Beginning struggles to survive among them, and eventually, has no choice but to come face to face with the person pulling the strings behind it all.

**UNEDITED** One Meteor. Nine survivors. One dog. Ventine town was covered in a mysterious green fog that burns the skin of it's victims- until the nine people left gain an immunity to it's harmful chemicals. Strange, green creatures inhabit the central town and the survivor's only weapons are the 'superpowers' they get from touching the Meteor. The monsters become more powerful, more dangerous, and the last nine need to escape Ventine Town.

What If The Fire Of The Forest Never Came? ..And what would've been the alternative ending to this tale?.. TW:There WILL be hints or implied ableism,gore,death,murder and cultism. After all,this is based of Warrior Cats.

It's the strangest thing, I'm not a robber, but for some reason the thought that I could rob this place came through my head. Tell me what this is in the air.

Just a collection of various poems I've written over the past several years.

Benjamin Davis is a celebrity in town, but for all the wrong reasons.

Orchid lives in a fog. She goes through life hardly noticing anything. That is, until Travis brings his blinding light into her life. He's the only one who brings her back to Earth, but will he be able to handle the truth about where the fog came from?

An aspiring writer goes to a graveyard in hopes of finding the perfect name for his character. After falling asleep, he awakens to strange sounds in the night.

Poems for any that are lost. For any that have tried and failed for lasting joy. A humble attempt to comfort and mourn with you through words. For anyone wondering... The cover picture is of a sunrise, not a sunset. I think all the glory is given to sunsets, but sunrises are more beautiful and rare for the fact that most ignore the chance to watch the birth of a new day.

**"The Watcher in the Dark"** *by FG. Capote* Ethan Bishop thought his new job as a night security guard in the affluent, gated community of Nautical Heights would be easy-a quiet post watching over wealthy homes. But as the nights wear on, strange things begin to happen. Shadowy figures move just beyond the edge of his vision, whispered voices call his name, and unsettling events blur the line between dream and reality. As paranoia grips him, Ethan must confront the possibility that something far more sinister than boredom lurks in the darkness, watching him from the shadows. Is it all in his mind, or has he become prey to a malevolent force beyond comprehension? The more Ethan uncovers, the more he questions whether he can survive another night-or if the real horror lies in never being able to leave.

Creepypasta~

poem on fog

Lighthouse AU. A year in the life of Shane, Ryan, and Brent as lighthouse keepers, stuck on a haunted island (and stuck with eachother).