A little girl gripped by terror.Betrayed by the daddy she loves.A secret she's too scared to reveal.The moment has nearly arrived.When the terror comes home for a visit.

The housing estate is considered a war zone. The youth of today, terrify its older residents, making them virtual prisoners in their own homes. But they haven't encountered, Winston Clarey; a widower, and lover of bingo. He hides a secret, one that for an unfortunate few will make them question who really preys on the weak.

"Sitting on the same bench, looking at the same slide, and the same swings, all on top of the same white sand, make everything that happened back then seem like a bad dream. Perhaps… no, not perhaps… that was the reason they put me where they did. I was a child for god's sake, not even my parents believed me. But if you actually sit down and take a moment, who apart from the insane would? Sand monsters were taking the children, I'd seen them do it many times, but apart from the one's who w...

This short story is any neighbours worst nightmare. Do you see curtains twitch as you pass a house in your street? Do you sometimes get the stangest feeling that someone is watching you? Do feel all alone when hanging out the washing. They smile at you over the fence, raise a hand as you take out the garbage, but sometimes things are not always as they seem. Be careful. Neighbour is watching...Goran Black had a twitch that made his prescription glasses rub the bridge of his nose. I...

Jimmy is a ten year old boy, who loves to play and cause mischief. He likes riding his bike, and wind permitting, flying his brightly coloured kite. Join him, as he wakes to a bright Saturday morning, while he decides what to do on his favourite day of the week.

A night full of horrid dreams.A violent fall, bringing blood and dizziness.A day lost, unconscious and forgotten.Home, and alone, to suffer in silence.The nightmare is just beginning.

Lynal Green is a man of the world. His time is spent entertaining the most beautiful of women, jetting off to location after exotic location, and his house is filled with every technology, money can buy. Lynal is also a man of obsession: he relies daily, on his old box shaped computer, and the attention of, Bianca, a clothes model from the local mall, but sometimes, things aren't always as they seem and before long, the sleeping and waking world collide—a world where, Reality Bytes.

It started long before the modern world began, when the plains were vast and empty. Before urban noise filled the quiet wilderness. But to some, they could have been mistaken in thinking that Greg Jennings was the first to change the way things were, just before sunrise on Sunday June six.Ghostly Indians were sighted ravaging towns and cities, the death toll rose to gigantic proportions sending America into a state of emergency.

Jed Stubbs along with his older, fatter brother Chuck lived with their stooped mother in a ramshackle two roomed hut, far outside the boundaries of normality.Both brothers had lived a life of ridicule and found comfort among the dark woods that bordered their knarled home.It was those same woods along with a moonless sky that now hid them both from a soon to be slaughtered family.

Eduardo Santiago doesn't like to lose. His popularity as a bullfighter has taken him to to the peak of his career, but time has ran out, and his family are in danger. His perfect record in the bull ring has to end, if a huge debt is to be paid. Will he take the fall, or will vanity destroy him and everything he loves.

He would stand in the shadows and watch me sleep and I have this aching feeling he knew I was awake, and he would whisper useless monster over and over until I dreamt it night after night.Useless Monster is the story told through the eyes of a child who can do nothing to please his parents. His life is filled with ridicule and torment, and all he wants is to be loved. How much would you take?

The little man sat on his little chair at his little table under his little swinging light, looking through his little round spectacles that rested on his silly little nose, using a little stone to sharpen his not so little knife.