Which Scares You The Most?

In my books, I explore the fears that many people have. And yes, sometimes they are things that go bump in the night, but often, the fear in my stories comes from very real people placing others in horrific situations. Here are a few samples. Read through them, then vote at the end on my reader poll.

3:16

Cindy finished off her drink, exiting in the direction of the master bath. After pulling open the ivory curtain, she turned on the water. Time for a little more wine. Cindy rushed down the stairs, grabbing the bottle from the table. On her way back up, she realized she couldn’t hear the water running. She stopped at the top of the stairs. Was Mark here and playing games with her?

Bravery set in as she stormed the master bath. Nothing. What’s going on? “Hey, Mark, if you’re in here, I’m going to kick your ass.”

By entering the bathroom, Cindy cut out any opportunity for escape. The dark, masked figure slipped out from her bedroom and was just a feet feet from the bathroom doorway, hidden in the shadows.

Deadly Demented

Brian Jeffers rushed for the sedan with his weapon at the ready. Why would this man be here if he wasn’t trying to kill the rest of my family? This has to be the guy. He dove for the ground as a ring of gunfire cut through the bitter cold. The barrage of metal seemed to last forever, but in reality, it was just seconds. Brian Jeffers didn’t feel the two rounds that penetrated his uniform or the path each made when they struck the tactical vest. He drifted into the darkness, where a peaceful sleep awaited him.

Lucifer’s Calling

Lucifer saw Tamia Stevens exit her vehicle and walk within five feet of where the alcove had him hidden. He could smell the strong, luxurious odor of her perfume as she walked by him and up to lock her door. He watched as she placed her house key ito the door lock and began opening the door. Before she realized something was wrong, Lucifer was on her from behind, pushing her farther into the residence. He kicked the door shut with his back foot, slamming it, ending the model’s hopes of ever leaving again.

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