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1 month ago

The Confession Engine – A Short Horror Story by Matthew Tonks A machine that lets you hear everyone else’s secrets demands one thing in return—your own.

The Confession Engine
You can listen to everyone else’s secrets. But the machine only works if you give it one of your own. Step closer. Put the headphones on. #MatthewTonks #ShortHorror #TwistedRoads #Creepypasta #IndieAuthor #HorrorFiction #FlashFiction #PsychologicalHorror #Confession #Liminal

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3 months ago

I Dragged Your Arse Along, Because You Belong – A Short Horror Story by Matthew Tonks At a family Christmas, a man realises his apologies became a chain that will not loosen—past confessions bind him to a fate he cannot escape.

I Dragged Your Arse Along, Because You Belong - A family dinner becomes a promise that refuses release. Read the nightmare. Share it if you dare. Do it now. #MatthewTonks #ShortHorror #TwistedRoads #Creepypasta #IndieAuthor #HorrorFiction #FlashFiction #PsychologicalHorror #BodyHorror #LiminalHorror

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4 months ago

A Hole Not Even for One – A Short Horror Story by Matthew Tonks At dawn a man sits in his truck with soil on his hands and a memory that refuses to stay buried as a voice and the bushland keep tally of what he has done.

A Hole Not Even for One — dawn, a truck and a secret that will not lie still. Read the short horror. #MatthewTonks #ShortHorror #TwistedRoads #Creepypasta #IndieAuthor #HorrorFiction #FlashFiction #PsychologicalHorror #BodyHorror #LiminalHorror

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4 months ago

I Saw the Image of Your Reflection – A Twisted Verse by Matthew Tonks A shattered reflection multiplies the self into wrong versions that call for completeness—each mirrored mistake pulls the speaker toward a last, hollow answer until the original voice is lost.

I Saw the Image of Your Reflection - A shattered likeness learns to call your name until the voice in the glass drowns the original #TwistedVerses #MatthewTonks #PoetryOfHorror #DarkPoetry #Creepypoetry #TwistedRoads #ShortPoem #FlashPoetry #SpilledInk #LiminalPoetry

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4 months ago

Send What You Can’t and I’ll Show You His Name – A Short Horror Story by Matthew Tonks A televangelist’s promise of salvation curdles into a public rite of blood and worship when a stranger exposes the lie. Devotion mutates into violence and the congregation pays for their faith in a way no sermon could contain.

Send What You Can't and I'll Show You His Name - A preacher sells salvation for coin and the congregation answers with something worse. #MatthewTonks #ShortHorror #TwistedRoads #Creepypasta #IndieAuthor #HorrorFiction #FlashFiction #PsychologicalHorror #BodyHorror #LiminalHorror

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4 months ago

A Lesson Never Learnt – A Short Horror Story by Matthew Tonks A tormented revenant watches a sleeping woman and bargains with the reflection he has become while hunger claws at memory and mercy fades.

A Lesson Never Learnt - A revenant bargains with a reflection while hunger waits.
#MatthewTonks #ShortHorror #TwistedRoads #Creepypasta #IndieAuthor #HorrorFiction #FlashFiction #PsychologicalHorror #BodyHorror #LiminalHorror

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4 months ago

I Was Not the Reflection I Saw — A Twisted Verse by Matthew Tonks A mirror multiplies a fractured self until image and flesh trade places—recognition becomes a transaction, and the thing that answers wants to be more than a copy.

I Was Not the Reflection I Saw—When the mirror answers it asks for a bargain and keeps the change. #TwistedVerses #MatthewTonks #PoetryOfHorror #DarkPoetry #Creepypoetry #TwistedRoads #ShortPoem #FlashPoetry #SpilledInk #LiminalPoetry

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4 months ago

Wetness from the Printed Foot — A Twisted Verse by Matthew Tonks A forgiveness printed into the room keeps dampening memory until the speaker becomes an image on the wall—voices recorded in ink and skin refuse to stay quiet and the holder of the promise begins to rot inside.

Wetness from the Printed Foot — Forgiveness printed on the wall refuses to stay silent and the keeper of the promise is unmade #TwistedVerses #MatthewTonks #PoetryOfHorror #DarkPoetry #Creepypoetry #TwistedRoads #ShortPoem #FlashPoetry #SpilledInk #LiminalPoetry

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4 months ago

Transcendental Indentations — A Twisted Verse by Matthew Tonks A braided ritual of words and salt drifts on the tide of a fractured mind—shared sins stitch a mirror that yields a stranger and leaves the speaker watching from inside the glass.

Transcendental Indentations—A braided ritual of words and salt where sins stitch a mirror and the reflection refuses to be yours #TwistedVerses #MatthewTonks #PoetryOfHorror #DarkPoetry #Creepypoetry #TwistedRoads #ShortPoem #FlashPoetry #SpilledInk #LiminalPoetry

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4 months ago

Awake Too Long – A Short Horror Story by Matthew Tonks A man wakes among ruined machines and winged beasts to a savage reckoning—sleep is stolen and mercy is measured in blood as the living deliver a verdict that will not be forgotten.

Awake Too Long — Julian wakes to a ruined carnival of flesh and a violent reckoning that will not let him sleep. #MatthewTonks #ShortHorror #TwistedRoads #Creepypasta #IndieAuthor #HorrorFiction #FlashFiction #PsychologicalHorror #BodyHorror #LiminalHorror

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4 months ago

The Spectacle of a Spectre—A Twisted Verse by Matthew Tonks Admiration curdles into absence as celebrity and worship conspire—a speaker learns the cost of being the thing people clap for and discovers the hollow left behind when applause becomes appetite.

The Spectacle of a Spectre—When applause steals the shape of you, the flag you once were is left torn and empty #TwistedVerses #MatthewTonks #PoetryOfHorror #DarkPoetry #Creepypoetry #TwistedRoads #ShortPoem #FlashPoetry #SpilledInk #LiminalPoetry

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4 months ago

A Cut Is Almost Medicated—A Twisted Verse by Matthew Tonks A thread of appetite pulls the speaker through mirrors and mud—wishes knit into flesh and shards of truth slice the edges of self until only a hungry reflection remains.

A Cut Is Almost Medicated—A verse of appetite and mirrors where wishes stitch into flesh and the reflection learns to hunger #TwistedVerses #MatthewTonks #PoetryOfHorror #DarkPoetry #Creepypoetry #TwistedRoads #ShortPoem #FlashPoetry #SpilledInk #LiminalPoetry

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4 months ago

A Light at the Beginning of the Tunnel—A Twisted Verse by Matthew Tonks A pale glow at the tunnel’s birth becomes a lure that reshapes memory—one who leans toward it finds the light answers like appetite and realises the hollow inside has been waiting all along.

A Light at the Beginning of the Tunnel—A pale glow promises escape but it remembers you in ways that will not loosen their grip.
#TwistedVerses #MatthewTonks #PoetryOfHorror #DarkPoetry #Creepypoetry #TwistedRoads #ShortPoem #FlashPoetry #SpilledInk #LiminalPoetry

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4 months ago

Everyone Wants to Sell You Immortality – A Short Horror Story by Matthew Tonks A rotting visitor offers a boxed next step—an unsettling serum that promises to make a man himself again for a price, and a choice must be made between a bought forever and the fragile truth of flesh.

Everyone Wants to Sell You Immortality —a rotten grin and a boxed promise.
#MatthewTonks #ShortHorror #TwistedRoads #Creepypasta #IndieAuthor #HorrorFiction #FlashFiction #PsychologicalHorror #BodyHorror #LiminalHorror

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5 months ago

A Wet Moment Soaked in Red — A Twisted Verse by Matthew Tonks A nameless absence wakes in the dark and lays claim—stolen moments gather into a single wet instant that keeps your name on a wall and will not let you go.

A Wet Moment Soaked in Red — A nameless absence names you in a single wet instant.
#TwistedVerses #MatthewTonks #PoetryOfHorror #DarkPoetry #Creepypoetry #TwistedRoads #ShortPoem #FlashPoetry #SpilledInk #LiminalPoetry

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5 months ago

Ink Has No Weight in the Crimson – A Short Horror Story by Matthew Tonks A desperate bargain for fortune consumes a man from within as a mirrorbound presence keeps its ledgers and takes what was promised, leaving only stitched screams and a contract signed in blood.

Ink Has No Weight in the Crimson — A man’s bargain for a better life becomes possession and ritual horror. #MatthewTonks #ShortHorror #TwistedRoads #Creepypasta #IndieAuthor #HorrorFiction #FlashFiction #PsychologicalHorror #BodyHorror #LiminalHorror

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5 months ago

Where the Edges Meet — A Twisted Verse by Matthew Tonks A winter of memory unravels into a mirror of loss, where blood and screens stitch a quieter hunger — the speaker watches a life split and finds something patient and unreturning staring back.

Where the Edges Meet — Winter peels back memory until the mirror keeps what was lost.
#TwistedVerses #MatthewTonks #PoetryOfHorror #DarkPoetry #Creepypoetry #TwistedRoads #ShortPoem #FlashPoetry #SpilledInk #LiminalPoetry

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5 months ago

Cadence to Cradle — A Twisted Verse by Matthew Tonks A lullaby becomes a trap as a small appetite widens into a mirror of appetite and shadow — a speaker’s rhythm loosens memory and invites a darker twin to stare back.

Cadence to Cradle — A lullaby turned to menace, where mirrors keep more than memories
#TwistedVerses #MatthewTonks #PoetryOfHorror #DarkPoetry #Creepypoetry #TwistedRoads #ShortPoem #FlashPoetry #SpilledInk #LiminalPoetry

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5 months ago

Sweets from the Darkness – A Short Horror Story by Matthew Tonks A haunted van plays a sugar-sweet lullaby through a sleeping town and a father follows its music into a night that takes what he loves and leaves only silence.

Sweets from the Darkness — a haunted van’s lullaby drags a father into the dark and the night answers with hungry hands.
#MatthewTonks #ShortHorror #TwistedRoads #Creepypasta #IndieAuthor #HorrorFiction #FlashFiction #PsychologicalHorror #BodyHorror #LiminalHorror

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5 months ago

A Sick Sin Is Paid from Within – A Short Horror Story by Matthew Tonks In a private rite of self-destruction a wounded man is coaxed deeper into pain by a smiling witness who promises transformation. Sin is paid from the inside.

A Sick Sin Is Paid from Within — A private, blood-soaked rite teaches a man to love his own unmaking.
#MatthewTonks #ShortHorror #TwistedRoads #Creepypasta #IndieAuthor #HorrorFiction #FlashFiction #PsychologicalHorror #BodyHorror #LiminalHorror

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5 months ago

A Song Played in Reverse – A Short Horror Story by Matthew Tonks A night in a dead car park becomes a looped nightmare when a cassette hums to life and strangers sit where no one should be and Noel learns the backseat keeps what the dark remembers—if you look too long the road will hand you back yourself.

A Song Played in Reverse — When a dead cassette wakes the car, Noel finds strangers where no one should be.
#MatthewTonks #ShortHorror #TwistedRoads #Creepypasta #IndieAuthor #HorrorFiction #FlashFiction #PsychologicalHorror #BodyHorror #LiminalHorror

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5 months ago

Riding the Red Dead Ruby with a Back Door Ejector Seat – A Short Horror Story by Matthew Tonks A roadside dare becomes a crimson bargain when a jade ruby slips into greedy hands—choices turn to sudden slaughter and survival is measured by the weight of a stone and the bite of a gun.

Riding the Red Dead Ruby with a Back Door Ejector Seat — A roadside dare goes deadly when a cursed jewel makes its choice.
#MatthewTonks #ShortHorror #TwistedRoads #Creepypasta #IndieAuthor #HorrorFiction #FlashFiction #PsychologicalHorror #BodyHorror #LiminalHorror

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5 months ago

That Which Our Children Will Learn – A Short Horror Story by Matthew Tonks A late supper becomes a lesson in inheritance as an old matriarch teaches respect with a cleaver and a hunger that rebuilds itself—what is passed down here is not bloodlines but obedience.

That Which Our Children Will Learn — A family supper becomes a lesson taught in blood and bone. #MatthewTonks #ShortHorror #TwistedRoads #Creepypasta #IndieAuthor #HorrorFiction #FlashFiction #PsychologicalHorror #BodyHorror #LiminalHorror

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5 months ago

More Hands Raised in a Storm – A Short Horror Story by Matthew Tonks A parish meeting unravels into accusation and appetite as a stranger strips away masks and the congregation reveals the bargains it keeps, pulling a glowing jewel from a heart and trading mercy for a hunger that will not be sated.

More Hands Raised in a Storm — A parish sermon turns to a tribunal of hunger and bargains. #MatthewTonks #ShortHorror #TwistedRoads #Creepypasta #IndieAuthor #HorrorFiction #FlashFiction #PsychologicalHorror #BodyHorror #LiminalHorror

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5 months ago

A Pathway That Leads Back to the Start as It Ends – A Short Horror Story by Matthew Tonks A man discovers a wall of photographs that chart a life he has not yet lived and meets the figure in every frame—an answer that demands his final breath fold back into his first.

A Pathway That Leads Back to the Start as It Ends — Photographs map a life that folds its ending into a first breath.
#MatthewTonks #ShortHorror #TwistedRoads #Creepypasta #IndieAuthor #HorrorFiction #FlashFiction #PsychologicalHorror #BodyHorror #LiminalHorror

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5 months ago

Feed the Engine to Taste the Winnings – A Short Horror Story by Matthew Tonks A desperate bargain in a market stall promises a month of youth for a pair of tear-filled vials. She collects her joy and watches her face mend while the vendor waits for the rest of the price to come due.

Feed the Engine to Taste the Winnings — A desperate bargain turns tears into youth in a market stall.
#MatthewTonks #ShortHorror #TwistedRoads #Creepypasta #IndieAuthor #HorrorFiction #FlashFiction #PsychologicalHorror #BodyHorror #LiminalHorror

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5 months ago

A Bargain Owed a Debt of Blood – A Short Horror Story by Matthew Tonks A desperate drive devolves into wreckage and a hunted man discovers the slow accounting of bargains made in blood—nothing is forgiven and night always keeps its receipts.

A Bargain Owed a Debt of Blood — A desperate drive turns to carnage and a hunted man learns bargains have teeth. #MatthewTonks #ShortHorror #TwistedRoads #Creepypasta #IndieAuthor #HorrorFiction #FlashFiction #PsychologicalHorror #BodyHorror #LiminalHorror

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5 months ago

A Scream Made in the Moment – A Short Horror Story by Matthew Tonks A private rage turns a single room into a theatre of ruin where breath, blood and madness trade places until nothing recognises itself.

A Scream Made in the Moment — a short fevered nightmare about a grip that will not loosen and a room that answers in red.
#MatthewTonks #ShortHorror #TwistedRoads #Creepypasta #IndieAuthor #HorrorFiction #FlashFiction #PsychologicalHorror #BodyHorror #LiminalHorror

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5 months ago

Eyes Layered in Hard Candy – A Short Horror Story by Matthew Tonks Malcolm is offered an ‘upgrade’ to a truer reality by strangers in helmets; as his bathroom turns rotten and official he must decide between a manufactured salvation and the family that tugs him back. The choice tastes like metal and something older than regret.

Eyes Layered in Hard Candy — Malcolm is offered an 'upgrade' to a truer reality. Which would you choose?
#MatthewTonks #ShortHorror #TwistedRoads #Creepypasta #IndieAuthor #HorrorFiction #FlashFiction #PsychologicalHorror #BodyHorror #LiminalHorror

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5 months ago

Sleeping Gods Lost in the Gigabytes – A Short Horror Story by Matthew Tonks An old modem hides more than forgotten firmware—its memory stores a presence that waits, hungry, for a cable and the hands brave enough to plug it in.

Sleeping Gods Lost in the Gigabytes — An old modem remembers more than passwords, plug in the cord and hear what wakes.
#MatthewTonks #ShortHorror #TwistedRoads #Creepypasta #IndieAuthor #HorrorFiction #FlashFiction #PsychologicalHorror #BodyHorror #LiminalHorror