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Urban Horror: Four Short Horror Stories
Urban Horror: Four Short Horror Stories
Urban Horror: Four Short Horror Stories
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Urban Horror: Four Short Horror Stories

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Gripping, hard-hitting Contemporary Horror stories that lie on the edge of what is reality and what is fantasy.
Each story features a contemporary character (they may remind you of someone you know) who finds themselves in an everyday situation (one that we may all have experienced at some time) that is given a horrific twist. My personal favourites are City Slicker and School Bully.

Driving Home : A Salesman is driving home late at night through the forest. Will he be home in time for his son's birthday party ?

City Slicker : A PR Exec upsets a Gypsy on the subway, invoking her curses. Will she make it through the week ?

School Bully : The member of a schoolgirl gang steals another girl's mobile phone as her's has gone flat. Will her batteries need recharging ?

Festival Junkie : A public school dropout gets caught up in the Music Festival Culture, but soon this hedonistic lifestyle takes its toll.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateFeb 28, 2012
ISBN9781465982551
Urban Horror: Four Short Horror Stories
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Richard GK Stark

Richard GK Stark is based in the UK. His background includes a Degree in Physics and 17 years experience working in New Media Publishing - including Video, Books, CD-ROMs & Internet Publishing.He is also a talented Classical Singer, from which he now makes a full time living. (see http://www.richardstark.co.uk)He also runs a Publishing Company, RGK Media Ltd.He first noticed a talent for writing as a child, his stories became very popular with the other kids during school or on camping trips.Up until now working in Publishing and Opera Singing took up the majority of his time.His first book - Four Short Horror Stories, focusses on contemporary characters in everyday experiences that are given a horrific twist.More Short Horror Stories and Comedy/Fantasy works are planned for future release.He has also written two Operas.

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    Urban Horror - Richard GK Stark

    Urban Horror :

    Four Short Contemporary Horror Stories

    by Richard GK Stark

    SMASHWORDS EDITION

    City Slicker

    Copyright © 2012 by Richard GK Stark

    Website : http://www.richardstark.co.uk

    © 2012 Copyright RGK Media Ltd. All Rights reserved.

    Preface :-

    These Short Horror Stories are the first in a series of contemporary urban stories. They have a common theme in that they are based on everyday experiences we have all had, but given a horrific twist.

    The characters are all contemporary, everyday characters (in fact they may remind you of someone) and the situations they find themselves in are all ones that could happen to all of us – so the next time that you do…

    More horror stories are planned for later in the year, as well as comedy/fantasy novels, so tell your friends and look out for future releases.

    Driving Home :

    A Short Horror Story by Richard GK Stark

    Like a plough the 5-spoke alloy wheels of his car furrowed through the rapidly forming pools of rainwater by the side of the road. He was in too much of a hurry to notice though, as it was his son’s birthday and he was already late. To make matters worse he had completely failed to make his birthday the previous year with all the tears, accusations and recriminations that produced, and he had promised – literally sworn that next year … he would be there.

    Peter was a Regional Account Manager for a Pharmaceutical firm, promoting new drugs to Pharmacies, Hospitals and occasionally Industrial complexes in his designated area. The job involved a lot of driving – a lot, and all too often he would be away, usually during the week but on occasion at the weekend as well. This Friday was no exception, and his boss had asked him mid-afternoon to cover a job for him in the North. He knew the timings would be tight but Peter was ambitious, and once before he had missed out on promotion by putting his family first – a decision he had oft regretted.

    Put simply, he could have and should have been his boss.

    Now he was pushing his new Company car to the limit trying to do the impossible. As his thoughts lingered on his son’s anguish at having once more been ‘let down’, he barely noticed that the road was entering the forest he remembered as a child. This forest used to make him cower in the back of his parents’ car as his father relayed tales of grisly ghouls and the witches that were burnt there in the 18th. Century. Rumour had it that they had cursed the woods and all those who entered them, and that their spirits still lingered in the tangle of twisted oak branches and sycamore trees that populated much of the forest’s uncharacteristically dense foliage.

    But he was no longer a child and had long since ceased caring about such fantasies. He did however manage to glance briefly at the fuel gauge, which was surprisingly low. It didn’t seem all that long ago (this morning) that he had filled it at the garage, but then he thought that the last errand had been out of his patch, and besides the car was new and he really had no idea of how many litres of fuel the tank held or even how many miles to the gallon the car was usually capable of.

    Luckily there was a garage just half a mile up the road, and with a grit of his teeth he realised he would have to stop. Pulling into the garage it began to rain again, and the fuel pump seemed to take a lifetime to fill up his car. Whenever you are in a hurry everything and everybody else seems to take even longer as if it’s deliberate – determined to hinder your every effort to make up the lost time. He kicked the tyres once or twice in frustration until, finally the tank was no longer empty, paid at the pump and promptly got back in the car and drove off at speed into the ever thickening rain.

    He looked at his watch. In twenty minutes or so the party would begin and his family would realise that he had once again let his son down. He pushed his foot hard on the accelerator and pressed on into the rainy night. Within a couple of miles he had caught up with a Heavy Goods Vehicle crawling along the road. Ahh come on! He exclaimed as he was forced to test out the braking system on his new car. Despite being fitted with ABS the car still slid for a split second on the rain-soaked tarmac. If he’d got his boss’s job he would have had the Ghia model which also came with Electronic Stabilisers and probably wouldn’t have skidded – he thought. The Ghia model also had a fuel tank capacity of 70 Litres, which this model clearly hadn’t. In addition it also had rain-sensing wipers, Power Shift Transmission, Front fog lights and a chromatic anti-dazzle rear view mirror. All of which would have made this journey quicker and easier.

    As it was he was stuck with this model and trying to find a way to get past this truck. The denseness of the forest made the night close in on you like a magician’s cloak, wrapping itself around you and attempting to engulf you in a shroud of darkness and mystery. The

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