Suspense
Short Stories

Crunch! As Ella walks, her boots stomp through mounds of red-orange-gold leaves. The air is crisp, but a warm breeze flows through the trees, and it feels like sinking into a hot bath. Overhead, birds sing. Thimble Woods in autumn is her favourite way to spend the afternoon. Ella shivers. It’s getting dark, she should start heading home. Is it just her, or is there something close by? She shakes her head; her eyes must be playing tricks on her. She doesn’t notice the slitheri

The sunlight shone through the wide kitchen windows onto the tattered old book that sat in Maddy’s lap. It seemed like she had read it a thousand times before, though if she was realistic it was probably more like twenty times. As the sun dipped below the horizon, the sounds of the neighbours grew silent. The only noise was the flick of the light switch as the house grew darker and darker.

Augrum watched the fields of wheat, a placid yellow ocean broken only by the crooked fence in the wind. Augrum was cleaning up the neglected attic, which could barely hold his weight, instead of playing with his family. Glancing up, he saw his family picture lying in the corner of the attic, so distant and cold. Tears swallowed his vision, but he stopped as a knock erupted at the door. Looking outside, he saw that no one was there.

“Who’s on lighthouse duty?” shouted Lawrence to his kids.

Long ago, King Hussien Ali built his vast castle on the edge of the village. His daughter, Princess Zaynab, was pleased with her father, who had finally built a stable to go with the castle. Every day, hoofbeats hummed through the warm afternoons. The villagers all rode their horses — all but Vexius, who had no invitation and roared with anger. Gradually, night fell, and Zaynab took one last look at the stables. The light from her lamp suddenly quivered as she walked by, noti

In times past, a caring family was having a little discussion about what their morning schedule was going to be. Ayesha, their oldest daughter, was handing out fresh tea to everyone. Her mom exclaimed that the tea was scrumptious. They were all enjoying the tea, but then the kitchen lights started twinkling, and the hallway doors began slamming one by one.

Dave was eating dinner with his mom and some guests. Rain poured down onto the house as the light dimmed above them. Then, he looked at one of the guests. He was acting strangely, with small twitches every few minutes, and his voice was distorted.

There was a time when a duchess named Thorna lived on the highest of hills. She played melodies that sang and vibed across the glimmering floor while a warm cake filled the room with the scent of banana. Thorna felt she was safe, but that was a big mistake.

The sunlight shone through Martin’s window, waking him. The fine aroma of the ocean filled his nose and the voices of the people flew throughout the harbour. Martin could only find himself smiling, as it was a beautiful morning. Martin quickly got changed to go outside into the harbour, thinking that “this will be a great day.” The shop owners were all yelling their low prices, so Martin had to check them out. After buying some fish sticks to snack on, he had to run hastily,

Abrham strutted through the halls of his golden mansion. It was cool looking, with bedrooms for everyone. He sat down in front of his huge TV and watched the World Cup. He enjoyed a Big Mac. He noticed a chilly breeze drifting in  through the cracks in the door. Had he left a window open? Nah, it must just be  a draft. 

Blaze loved the small school he attended in the tiny town of Hope River. During the day, sunlight flooded the cheery classrooms and the sound of children laughing carried through the air of the little village. The sound of the happy students taunted the troubled spirit of the wounded soldier, trapped forever in what had been the corridors of the war time hospitals.

Two hours ago, we were all living peacefully in Germland. Sharing Stories. Eating foods. Hosting parties. We weren’t prepared for what happened next. It was Kills 99.99% Of Germs, his army was advancing, ready to attack.

Long ago , Verity was chilling in his room eating popcorn and snacks while watching tv. During the afternoon, the scent of microwave popcorn and the glowing light from the tv was all noticed by the lonely, hungry Gigachad. He stayed awake waiting for the right moment.

A long time ago, King Elroy of the Danes built a kingdom at the edge of the sea. Every day ships arrived at the port to trade fresh produce and furniture. Taptap could feel the hunger for power every time the king announced a new law, or important news.

The mysterious forest shone bright with ebony shadows and grey clouds as the day got closer to ending, the shadows got darker and darker.

It was a calm afternoon when Daniel sat underneath an old oak tree, listening to the sounds of the birds.

It was a cold and misty night when Max was having dinner with his friends during his school camp.

Two seasons ago, Dictator Mbappe of the Parisians, built his own miniature version of the Eiffel tower with the European golden boot on top of a large fountain with golden water. Every fortnight, light flashed on both versions of the towers. Gradually, the lights stopped flickering and the city turned dark. In the distance, he sees a dark figure with a black hoodie on.

Years ago, King Cristiano of Futbol was number one in everything. After every match, King Cristiano would always be named man of the match and receive praise. Even when he lost, parties would still be held just for Cristiano. The sounds of cheering and clapping would eventually reach Prince Neymar in his lair. He stared at the news, with jealousy swarming through his mind like bees. He waited until the voices fell silent in sleep. Then, Neymar came stalking through the darkne

In the evening - when the sun was starting to set 🌤️, on the beach 🏖️, where  the  sound of children making sand castles and adults laughing💬 filled the air . The tide started to come in the waves started crashing a little harder then before 🌊. Rob and his family were eating stale food from when they came in the morning. The smell of sandy stale sandwiches drifted over, to the big rocks, catching the attention of a terrible soul... the sky started to turn grey and rumble.

The sun was setting by the time Kate and her family started finishing off their dinner. It was a calm night at sea till after dinner. The sound of clanging plates and cutlery echoed towards the cave. Boogers, the octopus-like human could smell the smell of lamb chops and salad dressing that drifted towards his cave. Booger's stomach clenched as  he sniffed the scent of lamb chops. His mouth drooled and he wriggled his fingers. Cautiously Boogers prowled to follow the scent. 

Every evening, there was a dusty, roasted smell in front of the white house. She thought that she was the only person in the neighbourhood. From the backyard, she began to think it was dangerous.

Finnike and Suzzane sat indulging in their soft, fluffy pancakes and warm, frothy hot chocolate. The smile on Suzzane’s face lit up as she gobbled down her delicious breakfast. Dust shook from the rafters, covering Finnike.

There was a blizzard outside, but the Sunberry Village Town Hall, where the yearly Christmas dinner was held, was as warm as a summer’s day. Everyone was laughing, singing and dancing the night away. The food on the table was glistening in all its glory. There were gingerbread houses, Christmas pudding and shiny turkeys galore! Everything was perfect — until an ear-splitting howl pierced through the icy air. That could only mean one thing…

Dong! Dong! “Grain is guilty!” shouted the judge.

Skyler was spending the weekend at the snow with her friends and family. They were staying in a warm, light, cosy cottage. But it wasn’t always like that…

“Last one into the water is a rotten egg!”

Samuel crept through the abandoned school’s cold lonely halls. Samuel heard a groan. He spun. An ajar door loomed by the torn up lockers, darkness hid behind it. Samuel poised himself and advanced forwards to the deep abyss. As Samuel looked forward, he paused.

Once upon a time, there was a girl named Sophia. She was 25 years old and lived with her roommates. She had so much fun with them.

One blustery night, Odessa was in her cabin, preparing to go on her long journey through the eerie cliffs to see her family on the mythical island. She didn’t know that they had vanished and that something was waiting for her. The homely cabin croaked as the wind howled around it and she awaited her journey. Going north as she travelled south through the maze-like path, she headed in a direction nobody had been before. She didn’t know it was cursed.

The rain poured onto the window two by two, and three by three. Akito was busily playing games on his phone in his living room, pretty normal, right? Suddenly, an amber alert popped up on the old, rusty TV. “A mimic has been lurking around people and tricking them into their homes. Please stay alert and lock your doors and windows"

Every winter, up in the mountains in the ice forest, tourists flock from all around the world. There was a tour in place that would take you up and down the mountains for four days with a guide. High on the mountain in the ice forest stood Toorak, the newest tour guide, who had joined a year ago. He was taking the Aufenhagen family up and down the mountain with the premium package.

It was late when Riazul was having a warm dinner in his home, just before the thunderstorm came. As he finished his dinner, he heard a knock on his door.

Recently, Lulu was drawing in her room whilst her parents talked in the living room. As she stood up to grab a pack of coloured pencils, the door suddenly creaked open. Her parents went dead silent, and footsteps echoed through the hallway.

Not so long ago, two friends came to a forest and built a campsite. The forest was known for being as dark as night all day because of the thick trees. They were seeking a holiday. They roasted marshmallows and warmed themselves in front of the fire. The light and smell of the fire and marshmallows wafted deep into the forest where the beast lived. Suddenly, the fire went out, and the wind howled.