Seven Story Magazine
A catalogue of all Dark Fantasy and Horror stories by America’s darkest minds.
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Red, dripping, bony hands thrust out of the vampress’s chest cavity, shoving bone and meat aside, gouts of red fluid squirting between the gaps. Repulsed, Einar fell back, tearing his gaze from the spindly arms now groping out of the vampress’s body, to her ecstatic face (not an improvement), down to Clover beside him.
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I make a mental note to later slip the volunteer my business card (“Your life is written in the stars, and Jade can read the handwriting!”), then I blow the whistle given to each pair of searchers, alerting everyone that little Bobby Calloway’s been found. When we started out this morning, the volunteer coordinator told…
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The sky was still shedding its endless soft ash, drifting down onto her face, refusing to melt.
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The AI – Eidolon – found a pattern, an invisible lattice that hung just outside of what human minds could perceive. Some called it the Veil. Some said it was God’s firewall. But whatever it was, Eidolon found a way through it. And the things on the other side – those things didn’t need a…
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The river had taken everything that night, not the gentle stream that fed the harbor, but the merciless surge of the storm swell that dragged his wife and daughter screaming into the dark. He had stopped counting the days long ago. Time had become nothing but another warden. Dust coated the iron stairs like gray…
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They made eye contact, then she winked at him as she slipped her thin dress down from her shoulder. He realized that all of the women were undressing. Soon they seemed to race by, nude and laughing with abandon. The men watched, captivated. Some clapped. Others simply ogled. Matt wondered if this were some forest ritual…
