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Short Horror Stories

  • The Collecter

    I lay on the rough stone floor gasping, trying to stop the flow of my blood. He stands over me, watching me, stroking my raven hair, looking into my green ...

    • Short Story
    • Horror ยท Dramatic
    3 min read


'Hush, hush!' I whispered; 'people can have many cousins and of all sorts, Miss Cathy, without being any the worse for it; only they needn't keep their company, if they be disagreeable and bad.
— Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights