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The housemaid saw her and thought she looked beautiful in the moonlight like a young goddess come to earth for some purpose. “You there. Are you hungry, would you like to sit by the fire?” The girl backed away into the shadows for she feared showing herself. She frightened people with her teeth. ABOUT THE AUTHOR BLOG Carole Gill was [...]
The streets were packed. The noise nearly deafening, all of New Orleans it seemed was alive with the fun and excitement of Mardi Gras and this was Shrove Tuesday, the best night. “This is the biggest parade,” Scott said. “Look!” Dany looked incredulous. “It’s fabulous!” ABOUT THE AUTHOR BLOG Carole Gill was selected by North West Playwrights of England for [...]
They were known as the Flying Vladkos. The greatest high-wire act to come along in decades. They played all the great cities of Europe. Places like Berlin, Paris and London adored them. They admired their daring. You see they insisted on performing without a net. “We do not require one for we are skilled at what we do!” ABOUT THE [...]
Warning: graphic violence and imagery! “It’s no use running because we’ll catch you!” The three demon clowns were closing in. It might not have been any use, but he ran anyway. He ran all the way down the station platform, got to the end and just stopped. He knew he was licked. It wasn’t until he heard the approach of [...]
“Freaks get bullied it’s as simple as that.” Baby Alice wept. “And we are freaks!” Poor woman. She was the fat lady in the circus. And what an unhappy lady she was. Al and Hank nodded because what she said was true. Baby Alice sniffled. “You oughtta hear what this guy said to me. He’s been coming around regular too. [...]
The meeting began promptly. A towering and decomposing hulk of a creature lurched up to the front of the class and announced: “I’m Harvey and I’m a zombie!” The other zombies were on their feet applauding. “Good on you, Harv!” “Way to go!” Harvey was over come. Well, over come for a zombie is kind of different than for anyone [...]
The mean streets of the city, their city—the stomping grounds for those undead who walk the earth damned, forever cursed and ostracized from the living. Look! One of them comes along now—more undead, vampires all– following him. His voice is a plaintive cry of supposed joy: “When you’re a Vamp you’re a Vamp all the way from your first taste [...]
Christopher missed his father every day but now on this first Christmas without him it was worse for it was on Christmas Eve last that his father had taken his own life. Yes, another seasonal suicide. His father had been a writer by profession. But he had also been a waiter, bus driver, hospital porter, salesman, hamburger flipper, taxi driver [...]
Tootie McBootie was America’s sweetheart and the biggest star Vapitt Pictures had. And boy were they cashing in on her popularity! There were Tootie dishes and pillows and Tootie dolls of course. There were even Tootie dresses. Why Tootie was all over the place. The public adored her pictures—who hadn’t seen all of Tootie’s somewhat sugary films? Films like: Tootie’s [...]
ABOUT THE ARTIST Gaynor Stenson is a designer of logos and artwork for Vamplit. Basically I went to art college but I’m not keen on the establishment. No one knew. Not the police or his own family. His niece was the only one that knew. He saw the look of sad recognition in her eyes, just a flicker of intense [...]
This week, Carole’s story is inspiration by this photo from Mario Bava’s film Black Sunday. She said she was an actress when he picked her up in a Juarez bar. She was attractive too with her dark, smouldering looks, a look that was especially popular in 1960′s Hollywood. “I can give you a job as an actress if you want [...]
ABOUT THE ARTIST Sue Mydliak is Vamplit Publishing Artistic Director and author. Her first novel out, Birthright, which you can purchase on Smashwords and Drive Thru Horror. Vampire Hour is a hand drawn face, with the background worked with Photo Shopped. Two pictures have been layered together together. Purchase Print He was a wise man, the village story teller and [...]
It is I your servant Eco once again with an accounting of the final judgement of a certain man that I myself witnessed–a man who dishonestly made a pact with Satan. By the way, if there are any apologists for this man then I can only say this: I heard his confession from the man’s own lips. ABOUT THE AUTHOR [...]
I wasn’t at all certain as to whether or not I should stay at the Borden Bed and Breakfast in Fall River, Mass–scene of the brutal Borden murders. I mean ugh! The axe and the chop! chop! stuff. You know the song: Lizzie Borden took an axe…! Well I stayed there with some friends. They stayed in the other rooms; I however [...]
No one liked Bradley Woodhouse. He was a snobby, stuck-up rich kid who always won first prize in his school’s Annual Halloween Costume Contest. “Why do they bother to have the damned thing?” Scott Button asked. His friend, Tommy Hollar shrugged. “Don’t know. It’s pointless. They make jerks outta us. I’m fed up and I’m not going to take it [...]
Miss Fern taught elementary school. She was one of those spinster types—a tall reedy woman with hooded eyes and a bit of a beaky nose. She had thin lips that never smiled and a face that had never worn a lick of makeup; her dresses were too long and her legs too thin. She was the kind of person who [...]
There were two of them. None of the other kids knew who they were but then again, they couldn’t tell who anyone was really. The costumes weren’t much for any of the kids. There was a depression on and people just couldn’t spend on things like that so the children wore whatever was at hand like potato sacks with the [...]
He was alive and then he was dead, gone from the world he knew, gone from everything. He had wondered about it before he died wondering what it would be like, wondering if there would be anything after. Near death experiences fascinated him and he read whatever he could about them. But now he was dead and he was at [...]
Joseph of Arimathea had come to bury him in his own fine tomb for they would have buried him as a criminal, not something Joseph nor any of the man’s friends would have wished. Joseph was not alone. His friend Nicodemus, an elder of the Pharisees, had come to anoint the body of this great man, These two secret disciples [...]
She had hopes and dreams. Dreamt all of her childhood away, sitting in the movie theater with her mama watching Jean Harlow. Someday I’ll be a big star. So she moves out to L. A. but her dad doesn’t like her, she can’t please him or maybe she isn’t trying. She starts to drift. Jobs and men and dance clubs, [...]
London 1348 Death was all around–in the filth and contagion, beside the diseased ravaged ships in the harbor, moving up from the docks with the scurrying rats–unnoticed as passengers but so vital to this tale. Death paused, standing among the dead and dying animals, the decomposing human corpses, many of which lay bloated in the street, food for countless starving [...]
WARNING: GRAPHIC VIOLENCE They rise from their crypts, these disgraced warriors who did not reach Valhalla but were consigned to ignoble burial. You can see them as they stand atop their burial mounds, sword in hand, for they are still corporeal, though they reek of decomposing flesh and dusty bone. Their stench, is all pervasive, the rotting corruption of themselves—it [...]
He dwelled alone, the last of a vanished people. When he was a boy he used to hunt with his father and the other men, but by the time he reached manhood he found himself alone. Generally he kept to himself, sometimes even singing in the quiet of his cave. Song gladdened his heart a bit though he wouldn’t have [...]
He had seen every film she ever made. How she lit up the screen, this platinum blonde, this beautiful angel who was giving Jean Harlow a run for her money. But then she killed herself. No one knew why. Film Star Mabel Morton Found Dead! The headlines made Harold sick. Really ill, no kidding around. He spent six weeks in [...]
In Paris’ Latin Quarter, on the Rue Grégoire de Tours there was a brothel. Actually there were many brothels, but none like this one. This is many years ago before the war. It was a rather unique establishment for it employed ladies who were considered to be human oddities. Such things exist in the world and always have done. There [...]
The dead dance or didn’t you know that? It only takes a pied piper to raise them up; a flutist and skilled necromancer whose music haunts them, for the dead can be haunted too. “Come my children, come and dance once more for I shall play you a tune.” He loves to see them rise from their graves, those grassy [...]
He was a solitary little boy, morose and distrustful of others. He hadn’t always been that way. He felt his parents used to love him but then it all seemed to change as if they changed. Sometimes he’d catch his mother looking at him, as if she was sorry he was there. Her eyes were full of hurt and some [...]
The boarded up Bijou Movie Theater was one of his favorite spots for the night. He often curled up there with his boxes and newspaper and wine. He was nearly settled down when a man appeared, dressed in a movie usher uniform. “Come on in, it’s warmer inside.” “I’ll be alright. I’ve got plenty of newspapers.” “There’s good food!” Come [...]
Look, I don’t know how this is going to end. No, that’s a lie I do know, but the thing is I still can’t believe it let alone face it. Our mission was nearly over; just star mining and some exploratories. It had all been routine hibernation, not longevity moded, we were only podded for a couple of months. We [...]
The lighthouse keeper and his granddaughter often sat staring out at the sea, wondering if a ship would lose its way, wondering if those in peril on the sea would need their help. “We shall bring them ashore if they need us, Emily. We shall do whatever it takes to draw them forth from the angry waves.” The girl smiled [...]
She was new to his collection. Actually she was very special, but he wouldn’t know that until later, until it was too late. He had planned to use her that day as an enticement, pretty little doll sitting on the front seat with him. “Hi I’m Uncle Jimbo and this is my new dolly. Would you like to play with [...]
BLOG Carole Gill is the Vamplit published author of The House on Blackstone Moor. This is a tale of vampirism, madness, obsession and devil worship as Rose Baines, only survivor of her family’s carnage, tells her story. Fragile, damaged by the tragedy, fate sends her to a desolate house on the haunted moors where demons dwell. The house and the [...]
It was to have been an ordinary court martial. Had that been the case the accused would have been tried, judged and executed for heinous crimes and that would have been the end of it. But the thing was it was not ordinary in the least. That is the accused was not your run of the mill soldier. He was [...]
Nightmare World just a ride in an amusement park but the thing was it hit home with him. He had suffered from nightmares all his 17 years and now looking at the sign with the demons and the devil he just didn’t want to go in there. But she was there, and he didn’t want to look stupid. “We could go [...]
Sleepwalking was his affliction. That was what his wife said. “It is the cross you will bare, John; a handicap that you must endure for such are the mysterious ways of the Lord.” Yet although she said this, she was ever more worried lately. As it was not getting better but seemed if anything to be occurring with greater frequency. At [...]
Welcome to our showcase of #fridayflash out on Twitter. Every Thursday, the Vamplit authors and blog contributors share our favorite #fridayflash horror stories and continue to add links throughout the weekend. You get to recommend your favorites too by adding links to them in the comments. We’ll read as many of your recommendations as we can, time permitting, and retweet [...]
She was young this bride and sad, now for her husband was distant. The spark that had flamed their passion was gone or if not gone it seemed to be dying. He had as good as his word taken her to live in his magnificent beach house, a veritable mansion. How she loved it. She had always been drawn to the [...]
Yes, it is I—Eco, the son of a fallen angel and a human mother. Eco the demon spawn who lives his eternal existence glorying in his damnation. Eco who was sent by Satan to see him whose birth was prophesized. But the babe was just a babe and nothing more. Truly, I was not particularly impressed I have to say, [...]
This is for Twitter #FF #fridayflash–Blogger is not online! So here’s my flash piece: Passage ‘During the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the Heavens, I had been passing alone, on horseback, through a Singularly dreary tract of country; and at length found myself, [...]
I’ve just been reading You’ve Written a Book Now What? on Carole Gill’s Official Author Blog and wanted to make some comments on the wonderful advice that she, Blaze McRob and Mikel Classen have given readers. It is great advice, from three writers who are out there living it. Each of these novelist are writing and promoting their work with [...]
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