Pulp Horror Novelettes

Pulp Horror Novelettes
Pulp Speculative and Horror Novelettes by Steven Farkas

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Brakedown on a Desolate Road

Her car ground to a halt. She was alone on a desolate road with a dead car. The mist and silence was eerie. No cell signal. The terror grew as noises came from the woods. The car rocked. She screamed. The windshield shattered, a hand grabbed her, crushing her skull.

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Man and Wolf

Its howl was terrifying. Its eyes yellow and piercing. Its fangs long and blood covered. I was afraid to move, frozen in its path. It moved back and forth on its hind legs like a man, but clearly a wolf. I ran, it chased, blood spattered, then all was dark.

Monday, March 29, 2010

Demon Rollerderby Girls

They rolled around the track at high speeds. Dressed promiscuously, these women show their fangs and flayed skin. When the bout is over, the will eat the spectators and swallow their souls. Mm, good. No one ever knew what hit them.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

The Darkness

It comes and surrounds me like a bat spreading it's wings. The dark has a life of it's own. It creeps along and I feel cold icy hands. Then these hands wrap around mt throat. I can't breathe. Gasp, gasp, gasp, death

Saturday, March 27, 2010

Smiling Murder

Blood dripped down his arm and pooled on the ground. The last stab came swiftly across his neck. He fell to the ground in a heap. I watch him gasp for air, it makes me smile.

Friday, March 26, 2010

Strange events

Strange events keep happening in the small town of Kippen. Children disappear and come back as zombies. The pastor declares Satan as his God. The parents all walk around in mini skirts and shorts. That's the scariest part. Nothing is stranger than the fact the Earth is in the sky.

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Killer in Sexy Pink Heels

Her pink heels were sexy. She used them to entice, but even more, she used them to kill. Luring men to her home, she removed all clothing but those shoes. When the deed was done, as they rested, she came down hard on their throats with those sinful pink heels.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Feeding Time

The light came on. He was tied to a chair. Nicks and cuts were up and down his arm. The rats came in slowly. First a nibble here and a nibble there, then a full scale eating frenzy. Eyeballs, tongue, lips, nothing was spared. He screamed then, just succumbed.

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Cannibal Hunting

She struck him with a hammer square on the head. He slouched over the steering wheel. The others grabbed his body and placed it in ice. That night they hung it in the walk-in freezer among the others. “He’s a big one, hope he stays good until Christmas,” she laughed.

Monday, March 22, 2010

Die Laughing

He started laughing. He couldn’t seem to stop. There really wasn’t a good reason, he just felt everything was funny. Soon he was laughing so hard he couldn’t breathe. On and on he went, no oxygen, no breath, just laughing. At least he died with a smile.

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Acid Rain

The rain fell, it burned as it landed on me. It began to eat holes in people’s clothes, and then it ate holes in people’s skin. A man was hit by a drop that went straight through his skull and brain. Everyone ran for safety. Few made it.

Saturday, March 20, 2010


The cat kept watching me. No matter where I went it followed. I found it disconcerting after a while. The cat had never done this before. As I drifted off to sleep I noticed the cat watching from the foot of the bed. It attacked, I screamed, the blood ran.

Friday, March 19, 2010


Her dream seemed so real. The man attacked again, and again. She awoke covered in sweat thanking God it was just a dream. She got up and started to get dressed for work. When she looked in the bathroom mirror, she was shocked, her face was cut to pieces.

Thursday, March 18, 2010

Dirty Dishes

He noticed the sink full of dirty dishes. He yelled to his wife to clean them. “You do it!” she shouted at him. Furious he began to clean the dishes not noticing the ax before it split the back of his head. “That’ll teach you to be nice,” she said.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

The Funhouse

Inside the funhouse I was lost. Halls were circling around and confusing. Finally I found a large open room. A strange looking man in goggles and a minor’s outfit waved me over. Thinking it was animatronics I approached him. Then came the fangs and a pickax. Out came my intestines.

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Fun with my Chainsaw

I love my chainsaw. I can cut so many things with it; trees, wood, cars, but my favorite fun act with my chainsaw is butchering people. I wait for them to come by a dark alley, then I crank up my saw and away I go, yahoo! Blood, guts, fun!

Monday, March 15, 2010

Killer Clowns

The circus started out as a fun time. Then came the clowns. At first a group of happy painted comedians. In minutes everything changed. The clowns went crazy, attacking the audience with knives and clawed fingers. Their eyes turned red and fangs appeared. Killing, maiming, eating until all were gone.

Sunday, March 14, 2010

Dancing with her Skeleton

His wife had died years ago. But he couldn’t give up his love for her. Being a funeral director he knew how to preserve her. Over the years she had degraded however, and now when he dances with his wife, he dances with her skeleton.

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Machete Time

I was watching one of the Friday the 13th movies. Alone in the dark the hair was raised on my skin. As Jason tore through bodies I had the feeling I was being watched. I turned to see a man in a mask. I didn’t see the machete until …..

Friday, March 12, 2010

Feeling Death

I saw it out of the corner of my eye. It glided as though floating above the ground. The room became cold. Where was it? I didn’t know. What was it? I couldn’t say. Then I felt it breath on me. Suddenly searing pain ran through me. Then darkness.

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Zombie Porn Star

Lights, camera, action! He moved into position for the scene. He took her from behind as directed. She was acting odd, and then he noticed a growing wound on her ass. In seconds she threw him off her and wheeled around drooling blood and tattered flesh. She ate him, literally.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Children's Menu

Children are the most violent when starving. When the apocalypse came the children changed. They turned on the parents. First Dad, who was nice and plump, the fat made him tender and juicy. Then Mom, less meat but good as well. Adults disappeared and the children ruled, fat and happy.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Tasteful Split

An ax splits a man's head. His eyes roll white as blood runs in streams from his nose. His tongue sticks out of his mouth as he drops to his knees and folds over onto the floor. Calmly, I wrench the ax free and lick the blood from it. Tasty.

Monday, March 8, 2010

Flame of Love

She couldn't wait for him to leave his house. He had cheated on her and she knew about it. Revenge was in her mind and soul. The door opened, out he stepped. She pulled the trigger and the flames flew out of the blow torch, igniting him on fire.

Sunday, March 7, 2010

Dog Bite

His leg hurt from the dog bite. That night he had a hard time sleeping. He felt hot and his muscles ached. Suddenly he began to howl, bolted upright, and ran screaming from the house. The hair grew, the snout protruded, and the claws scratched. "Damn dog!" he growled.

Saturday, March 6, 2010

Meat Sack

He had an open sore on his arm. He felt compelled to dig at it and peel his skin away. Within minutes he had removed all the skin from his arm. Then sores showed on every part of his body. Soon he removed his entire meat sack, revealing just meat.

Friday, March 5, 2010

Vampire Suicide

She felt the blood run from her eyes. For five thousand years she had roamed the Earth. It had become difficult to find new blood untainted by disease. Feeling tired, she fell upon a chair leg. As she died, she smiled, feeling pain for the first time in millennia.

Thursday, March 4, 2010


Bathtub full of blood. Body parts placed in bags at the curb. That morning the truck takes them away. I breath a sigh of relief. At last, I'm rid of him. Tonight I'll sleep well. But, first I need to clean the tub, then maybe a shower.

What's it about

Welcome to my short horror blog. This blog will post a daily story by me written in less than 50 words. If you don't know who I am, my name is Steven Farkas and I'm a pulp writer (mostly horror). I write pulp novelettes about zombies, killers, and some non-horror genres. This blog will be horror only. Come back every day and see the newest story. If you like it, check out my facebook site, author home page, and maybe buy a book, or two!!