The Nickronomicon

Horror and Fantasy fiction posted by Nicholas Paschall every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. 

December 15, 2018

When my dad was informed he would need to relocate for his job, I was surprised he found a house as fast as he did. He’s a civil engineer, so we’re always moving for his projects around the country. As of now, he’s been put in charge of building stretch of highway, wit...

November 10, 2018

Jay waited outside the doctors office, nervous of what could be going on inside. His wife was getting her gall bladder removed, a normally simple procedure made all the more difficult by her anemia. He knew the surgeons were skilled, he paid for the best after all, but...

October 28, 2018

Just in time for Halloween, you can preorder my latest novel through the Apple store or Nook (Barnes and Nobles).

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October 26, 2018

Lindsay drove them to a motel, a dismal place that advertised cable television as a feature and paid for a room. The clerk was an overweight man in a sleeveless white shirt covered in grease stains who eyed her as if she were a side of meat. Lindsay quickly got to the...

August 29, 2018

Gliding silently through the air, I gaze down at the graveyard with a baleful glare. Spirits walk about their graves, conversing with each other, relaxing.

Enjoying their afterlife.

I haven’t eaten in days and these cretins are living the high life in a Catholic cemetery...

August 11, 2018

The death of Gracie Thompson was an unexpected one, her weak heart giving out as she was cleaning the dishes after dinner. Jacob and Amy were playing with dolls in front of the fire while Samson, Gracie's husband, sat in his hard-backed chair looking over the town news...

June 22, 2018

The Witch, a fact that was only confirmed when she waved her sand-coated defender away, walking slowly up to Paolo with an unreadable look upon her striking features. Stopping just short of arms reach, she stared into Paolo’s eyes for what seemed like an eternity befor...

May 30, 2018

“Come on man, you’re not coming to believe all this bullshit, are you?” Andrew asked, slugging Fred in the arm. “Look, there aren’t any actual death certificates of a man being killed here, or any newspaper clippings, or any sign that it happened at all! It’s all nothi...