The Vampire Maid by Hume Nisbet - Free Vampire Horror Short Story

The Vampire Maid by Hume Nisbet is a classic horror story. There are all sorts of advantages to having a maid, such as being served, and having someone to clean up. However, sometimes the maid is not the prim and proper lady we expect her to be. In fact, she may be something out of our worst nightmares.

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In Dark Journeys, short stories and dark poems describe perilous paths taken by mortals, vampires, and other creatures of the night.  Dark poems tell of the painful and sometimes fatal relationships between mortals and vampires.If this sounds interesting, and I hope it does, please follow the link and buy the anthology for only $.99.
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Wizard under Fire - an ear shattering confrontation

Wizard under Fire - excerpt

Ramón reached into his backpack, handed me a flash bang grenade, and moved to the side of a window. With two grenades in one and hand and his Glock in the other, he whispered, "One one-thousand, two one-thousand, three one-thousand." A shot from his gun shattered the center of the window and he tossed his two grenades inside. I lobbed mine through the hole he had created, knelt down, and covered my ears.

The three explosions, louder than shotgun blasts, would deafen anyone inside. The blinding light cause visual disorientation. The brick wall shielded us from most of the effects of the grenades.

Ramón kicked in the front door, and I followed him inside. Two men lay on the floor, covering their ears. A third man rose from behind a metal desk, closed his eyes, and began chanting. A loud ringing echoed in my head. I felt dizzy, and the room spun.

Gritting my teeth, I thrust my right palm at the man in front of me. Nothing happened. I hadn't generated a blast of air and my dizziness increased as he continued chanting. I took a deep breath, steadied my right arm with my left, and pointed my hand at him. This time the force of wind generated by my magic threw him backwards into the rear brick wall, and he fell to the ground. I grabbed my Glock, ready to shoot if he moved, but he lay motionless, face down on the floor. My magic had never failed me before. I use a gun mainly in self-defense, but if this bastard moved, I would shoot him.

Spirits of the Dead by Edgar Allan Poe - horror poem

Spirits of the Dead by Edgar Allan Poe is a short poem. The title says it all. Enjoy.


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  In Dark Journeys, short stories and dark poems describe perilous paths taken by mortals, vampires, and other creatures of the night. Some survive, others do not. Why not join them on their journey through the gates of hell, so to speak.

The Devil's Funeral by Edward Page Mitchell- free horror story

The Devils Funeral by Edward Page Mitchell is a story about the master of evil. There's a twist to this story that the reader might not expect. When dealing with the Devil, all deals are never final. And you thought the Devil was a man.

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In Dark Journeys, short stories and dark poems describe perilous paths taken by mortals, vampires, and other creatures of the night.  Dark poems tell of the painful and sometimes fatal relationships between mortals and vampires.If this sounds interesting, and I hope it does, please follow the link and buy the anthology for only $.99.
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00AERRMIM