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Midnight Fright Fest
Midnight Fright Fest
Midnight Fright Fest
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Midnight Fright Fest

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Short stories of intense horror that will make you sleepless, but craving more. Werewolves, ghosts, zombies and some serial killers are there along the way.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateNov 26, 2023
ISBN9798223475712
Midnight Fright Fest
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Nicholas James Zornow

I began writing at age twelve and I'm proud to say I haven't slowed down. I have many great heroes in literature, but my true hero is my mother, Margaret. She helped me through a traumatic childhood and gives me strength to pursue my passion in life. Writing.

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    Midnight Fright Fest - Nicholas James Zornow

    Country Road / Introduction

    I am a killer. But the thing about me is that I like to kill in the same fashion and scenario wanting to see how different people react to in the same situation. I pretend to be a deceased hitchhiker, supposedly struck by a hit and run driver on a somewhat deserted country road. It amazes me that none of my victims call the police before approaching me, pretending to be lifeless. They just come up to me. That’s when I strike. Why are people so caring? Nobody ever passes me up. They always stop. My favorite times are when it is more than one person trying to help me. That’s more of a challenge. I like that. All are surprised, not knowing what’s upcoming. Goodness are people gullible. It is really pathetic when you think about it. They just let their guard down and basically let me attack them. Yes, it is me who kills them, but it is their fault for trusting me. Can one person ever really trust another? No. I am proof of that. And I will continue proving that until one day when they stop trusting me and keep driving, possibly over me. That would be the only way they could stop me. The only way I could stop myself. My death is the only thing that guarantees safe driving on this country road. Welcome to my world. Welcome to the world of HORROR!

    Beauty Beyond Description

    Her breasts are supple and of perfect size, although now I just see a breast plate covered with decaying mucus. Her lips are supple to my recollection but now they have rotted off and all there is left for sight are mostly rotten teeth. Eyes used to be olive green but seemingly they have sunken in her head and left nothing but sockets. In a distance I hear the sirens coming for me. I don’t know why that is. The process did not go quick. I’ve taken my time with this beauty. I miss how lengthy and gleaming her legs once were. The sirens are getting closer. My beauty has been laying beside me in our bed for some time, leaving fluid that of death deteriorating the lovely gold quilt that she had once weaved. I miss her laugh, but now that gorgeous laugh has been overtaken by the memory of her last gasp of breath after I had taken a silver letter opener to her throat and made a large slit leaving an enormous mess of blood all over our bedroom floor. That was when I set her once heavier body gently upon the bed top. There is banging on my door. They have arrived at last. I now realize why they have arrived out of nowhere. I had placed the call myself. The slit that I had made upon her small neck had been sitting for so long that now, she is fully decapitated. My gorgeous woman of everyone’s dreams has melted slowly away with time. The door gets kicked wide open. The policemen immediately began to gag from the atrocious stench of my lady’s rotting corpse. As they do so, I take a deep whiff and took the remainder of my love’s body in my arms, and she crumbles away with my tight hug. It would be the final hug of my life. The policemen regather themselves and restrain me with heavy force, one of them accidentally stepping on and crushing the scull with their left boot. I am cuffed and shoved into the back of the squad car. Cuffed in the front of my waist, I pull a single picture out of my front pocket. It is a polaroid of my love before she crumbled and in her most beautiful state... Half rotten. Why did I phone the authorities? I needed time with her corpse after slitting her throat. Afraid to say goodbye. But the call had to be made. Yes, I killed my love, but even death could not take her beauty away. She was beauty beyond description.

    Bless Me Father For I have Killed

    There was nothing but sunshine on this beautiful day in mid-July. But on this day, something

    horrific had happened. Even though the temperature was close to one hundred degrees, there

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