Damien Exton – Fiction

A place where I can share the stories I write…

horror

  • Dangling

    There it is, again. Just there, in my world, where it has no right to be. And it’s just, dangling so. It’s there, right in front of me, so provocative. Dangling in my face. Taunting me. Daring me.  How can I not? How can I resist? Why should I resist? She knows the rules. She Continue reading

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  • Teddy

    My name is Teddy. I’m ten years old and a demon wants to eat me.  I can see it but nobody else can. I can talk to it but nobody else can.  The demon screams at me at night but I don’t get scared. Even when I see spit drip from its sharp black teeth Continue reading

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