Haunted Attraction

If you're looking for a Halloween attraction in the Detroit area, I'd like to recommend Wiard's Orchards' "Night Terrors"

http://wemu.org/post/wiards-night-terrors-offers-many-scares

Bob

Dental horrors

My latest 100-word terror comes via a suggestion from my daughter, Samantha, who saw something online she thought would make a good horror story.  I think she was right, and I hope you agree.

Don’t Forget to Floss

 

The dental hygienist frowned.

“Dr. Miller won't be happy about those gums.”

Roger Antwerp spit blood into the bowl and turned to speak, but the hygienist was gone.

The dentist came into the room and probed Roger’s mouth.  Above his mask, his eyebrows formed a bushy “V” of disapproval.

“Mrs. Antwerp,” he said, “would you and your daughter come in, please?”

Roger’s wife and 9 year-old daughter appeared.   Dr. Miller pulled a pistol out of his lab coat and shot them.  They collapsed in two crimson heaps.

“They  bleed,” the dentist explained, “because you don’t floss.”

 

Here's one my daughter suggested...

My daughter suggested the premise for this 100-word horror tale...

All Debts, Public and Private

Store clerks noticed the unusual texture of the $50 and $100 bills.  The bills were too thick, and looked like something you’d make on a copying machine, covered on both sides with some sort of greasy, translucent material.  Still, their special pens said the currency was good, so what could they do?

Police never had the chance to bring the counterfeiter they came to call “The Mummy” to justice.  He was found dead in his apartment, exsanguinated, wrapped head to toe in bandages covering a bloody patchwork of rectangular scars in varying stages of healing.

My favorite horror story yet!

Hi, everyone!

My favorite horror story I've ever written appears in a new collection from the Great Lakes Association of Horror Writers, "Amanda's Recurring Nightmares".  I invite you to pick up a copy and check out "The Stone Baby", plus six other creepy tales.  Here's the link:

http://www.amazon.com/Amandas-Recurring-Nightmares-Association-Writers/dp/1497581761/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1400273706&sr=1-1&keywords=Amanda%27s+Recurring+Nightmares

Enjoy!

Bob

Something a little darker...

Another of my favorites, but certainly a bit darker than my usual stuff.

Voices

Jonas knew they couldn’t keep the baby. No matter how excited his wife had been about conceiving again, he couldn’t ignore the voices that told him the baby wasn’t theirs to keep.

Jonas carried the small bundle to the outhouse. The voices were loudest here; a droning babble rising from the stinking dark hole. He could hear them calling for the child.

He held the bundle over the opening and the tiny body tumbled out. It sank into the muck amidst a handful of tiny yellowing skulls.

The voices were silenced, except for one. Soon it was silenced, too.

One of my favorites...

Haven't written anything new to share, but I think you'll like this one.

The Autograph

 

Melissa was the pop singer’s biggest fan. She had all his CD’s, and his posters plastered the walls of her bedroom like a mini shrine.

When she finally managed to get her idol’s autograph, she could hardly wait to show it off to her best friend, Stephanie.

She was going to be so jealous!

Stephanie came over to Melissa’s house. She squinted at the framed signature on the bedroom wall. It was written on a wrinkly, rough-edged yellowish rectangle.

“What’s that he signed on?” Stephanie asked.

Melissa touched the bloody bandage above her breast, smiled and shrugged.

My short horror story collection...

If you're looking for a collection of short horror fiction, check out "Tiny Terrors", my collection of 67 short horror stories:

http://www.amazon.com/Tiny-Terrors-Robert-C-Eccles-ebook/dp/B0084EZDCE/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1391809449&sr=1-1&keywords=tiny+terrors

Not only did I write the stories, I took most of the pictures that accompany each tale.  I hope you enjoy it!

Bob

Just in time for Valentine's Day...

This is a slimmed-down version of an older story that weighed in at a bulky 208 words or so.  For your reading pleasure it has been trimmed down to 100 words, including the title.  Hope you enjoy it!

I Heart Tony

Having Tony around for holidays was nice, Veronica thought, carrying a small heart-shaped box of candy toward the door at the rear of the house.

She’d had boyfriend trouble, and Tony was no different; wonderful to start, then abusive, first with his mouth, then his fists. But they’d worked things out.

Veronica opened the door, stepped into the garage and opened the lid on a big freezer, revealing Tony’s corpse. She fitted the heart-shaped box into the hole in Tony’s chest and kissed his frosty lips.  She smiled, licking moisture from her mouth.


“Happy Valentine’s Day, baby.”

New Podcast at Pseudopod!

If you enjoy listening to horror stories, please check out my reading of Joshua Rex's "The Unfinished Room", now live at Pseudopod!  This is one seriously creepy story - I know you'll enjoy it!  Follow the link:

http://pseudopod.org/2014/01/30/pseudopod-371-the-unfinished-room/

Bob

More stories to check out!

I have a number of stories that have appeared online at MicroHorror.com and FlashesInTheDark.com.  You can find my MicroHorror stories here:

http://www.microhorror.com/microhorror/category/author/robert-c-eccles/

My latest MicroHorror story was an entry for their annual October themed story contest.  It's called "Eyes" and oddly enough it's 100 words long, including the title.

You can find my FlashesInTheDark stories here:

http://flashesinthedark.com/category/robert-c-eccles/

Looks like my last submission there was a Valentine's Day-themed poem.  I'm a submissions editor there, too.

I have a 100-word Valentine's Day horror story ready to go here at HorrAbble, but I'll hold off posting it until next month.

Hope you enjoy my MicroHorror and FlashesInTheDark stories!

Bob

Giving birth is hard work.

Push

The knife tucked under the mattress wasn't easing Marcy's labor pains as the old wive's tale suggested it should. Adding insult to injury, the moron who had gotten her into this predicament to begin with was blowing beer breath in her face.

“C'mon, baby, push harder!” Clarence huffed. Under the beer, Marcy thought she could smell pastrami.

“Enough!” Marcy yelled. She reached under the mattress, grabbed the knife and stabbed Clarence through the heart. He fell dead on the floor. Marcy's labor pains persisted, but Clarence's nasty breath was gone. The knife had been good for something, after all.

Another recent holiday-themed tale

Thanksgiving Dinner

“Thanksgiving’s not the same without grandma,” Peter said, passing the stuffing to Grandpa, who shrugged and passed the dish to Aunt Gwen, who was sitting to his right.

“More for the rest of us,” he said.

“Dad, please!” said Peter’s mother, Marcy. “You could at least feign mourning.”

“What does feign mean?” Peter asked around a mouthful of stuffing.

“It means…” Marcy began.

“Ow!” Peter yelled, pulling a large costume jewelry ring from his mouth.

“Isn’t that one of mom’s rings?” Marcy asked.

Grandpa grinned.  “You want me to feign surprise? How is that stuffing, by the way?”

Frosty's Revenge

I'll start with one I just recently wrote...

Frosty’s Revenge

Jeff paused only briefly to ponder whether destroying a snowman in someone’s yard could be considered a destruction of private property before swinging away with his Louisville Slugger.  He felt much better after reducing the frozen figure to a pile of slush.  That would teach his neighbor to let his dog crap on his lawn. 

That night, cold water dripping on Jeff’s forehead woke him from a sound sleep.  Staring into the snowman’s hovering face, its gaping mouth displaying rows of pointed icicle teeth, Jeff understood that charges of destruction of property were the least of his worries.

HorrAbble: 100-word Horror Stories

Welcome to HorrAbble, a blog featuring horror stories exactly 100 words long ("drabble"-length), including the title.