Here is a new story I was writing on a small pad of paper during my lunch break at work, its not the greatest but most of my stories deal with horror mystery and every now and then war stories. This is a horror/mysteryI took this in a complete new direction. Its based on a first/third person view which is not described who it is (yet). 2 Credits*** one to the Game Eternal Darkness for some ideas. (Rented it a week ago) :roll: *White Rose by Garrett M. HintonThis is the story of what is last known of Mr. Rovias an old man who lived in a Mansion along Merta Ave. This is an untold story, which has left many sickened and horrified as to the bewitched agony of his treacherous death. He died suddenly over night, he was found decapitated with no struggle in the Study room. As evidence has spotted there has been no signs of breaking in or entering; and disturbingly not even his Head is there, Not even a trail of blood. It took days for the police to take notice to this. His wife Ermagard was on vacation to visit her sister who lived in Georgia. She seamed moderately surprised to hear of her husband's death but not a tear was shed. She later returned to Maine, and to the Rovias mansion. Its elegant romance style gleamed the life of a proud Mr. Rovias. It was not long until the day of his Funeral. It was a rainy morning with the sound of sorrow embracing the chilly air, as cold beads of water raced down your fore head. Only but two had shown up to give their respects. It was Ermagard and the daughter of the couple Miss Vora Rovias.I remember the day so clearly, Mrs. Rovias wore a mysterious all red dress with ribbons with a bouquet of red roses. Which seamed odd to me to see the wife wear such an outfit at such a time. Miss Vora Rovias wore the traditional black dress with a bouquet of white roses. After that day I had an eerie feeling tingling up my spine that something was not right

sounds good to start, id like to hear the rest once youve completed it.

sounds like a good start to a nice horror scorpio if it publishes it might make money

 

sounds good to start, id like to hear the rest once youve completed it.

srry sharpshotter i forgot to put ure name up there...

I realize that my kind of stories isn't what TA would read so this is the first and last entry I put on here regarding my stories

srry sharpshotter i forgot to put ure name up there...

Simply edit

 

Sounds great, but you should expand more, tell the people about what Mr. Rovias did and actually go and write about the killing.

 

OR... make it so his wife starts having nightmares about the night in Mr. Rovias' eyes, and at the end when she see's the killer's face in the nightmare, she wakes up and he is there, ready to kill her too.

 

The 2nd one should come in sequences.

this is just the starter idea I wrote down on a pad of paper. I don't think I'll make it into a full fledge story though seams to be getting bad reviews of what I have done.The introduction is actaully pretty much the end, the rest I was going to write was about a week earlier and the events lead up to etc.

i'll work on a war related one so i can possibly strike interest in some of ta

Here is a new story I was writing on a small pad of paper during my lunch break at work, its not the greatest but most of my stories deal with horror mystery and every now and then war stories. This is a horror/mysteryI took this in a complete new direction. Its based on a first/third person view which is not described who it is (yet). 2 Credits*** one to the Game Eternal Darkness for some ideas. (Rented it a week ago) :roll: *White Rose by Garrett M. HintonThis is the story of what is last known of Mr. Rovias an old man who lived in a Mansion along Merta Ave. This is an untold story, which has left many sickened and horrified as to the bewitched agony of his treacherous death. He died suddenly over night, he was found decapitated with no struggle in the Study room. As evidence has spotted there has been no signs of breaking in or entering; and disturbingly not even his Head is there, Not even a trail of blood. It took days for the police to take notice to this. His wife Ermagard was on vacation to visit her sister who lived in Georgia. She seamed moderately surprised to hear of her husband's death but not a tear was shed. She later returned to Maine, and to the Rovias mansion. Its elegant romance style gleamed the life of a proud Mr. Rovias. It was not long until the day of his Funeral. It was a rainy morning with the sound of sorrow embracing the chilly air, as cold beads of water raced down your fore head. Only but two had shown up to give their respects. It was Ermagard and the daughter of the couple Miss Vora Rovias.I remember the day so clearly, Mrs. Rovias wore a mysterious all red dress with ribbons with a bouquet of red roses. Which seamed odd to me to see the wife wear such an outfit at such a time. Miss Vora Rovias wore the traditional black dress with a bouquet of white roses. After that day I had an eerie feeling tingling up my spine that something was not right

reminds me of the game clue.

clue hmm hardcore online clue.wow that almost sounded interesting

lol that would be fun.

yes it would

Peanut like! I'm hoping to be a writer someday, I write strange little stories all the time. If i come up with on worth reading, I'll post it.Keep it up scorpio, I wanna read soem more

that story is done i don't plan to write on it anymore

Its ok but not my sort of stuff i prefer fantasy so i havn't read much horror "stuff" but its ok from what little i know about horror that just sounds like all the rest(sorry) but alot of horror "stuff" sounds/starts like that.

I write mostly mystery, every now and then it is more action packed...but I just write when I am bored/depressed whatever I started to write stories 4 years ago when my real dad died, made me depressed and while I was depressed I just wrote....and wrote...