The Wall Between Us
Sybil Castro was forty-six years old and had just spent eighty dollars on a dinner that ended with a man named Jefferson explaining…
Tender and slow erotic horror stories
Stories in Erotic Horror tagged tender and slow, ranked by how many readers finish them. Reads run 21 to 27 minutes. Writers to know: Journal of Meadow, Harbor Season and The Ridge Record. Readers usually start with “The Wall Between Us” and “The Bore at Midnight”. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
Tender and slow erotic horror stories, ranked by readers
01 02 The Bore at Midnight
Evangeline Murphey had been cleaning floors at Laverton District Hospital for thirty-nine years, and in all that time she had never once…
03 Selling Shadows
I turned fifty-five on a Tuesday and nobody sent flowers.
04 The Night Baker's View
Bradly Leeds climbed the ladder to the police station roof at midnight, same as he did three or four nights a week when the desk was slow…
05 The Pickling Hour
Macy tried the key a third time, mostly because there was nothing left to do, and the lock did the same thing it had done twice already…
06 The Live Room Session
Annika had been told the wrong room.
07 The Fulling Wall
Roxie Ward was forty-three years old and had spent most of that year cutting confetti for other people's celebrations, which felt like a…
08 The Night Crossing
Dianne was sixty-two years old and she had been driving trucks for the better part of forty years, and if you'd told her at twenty-two…
09 The Claim Adjuster
I'm sixty-four years old and I've been adjusting claims for thirty-eight years, and I will tell you up front that I don't rattle easy.
10 The Lake Wants Her Back
Alana Hobbs was sixty-three years old and she had spent the better part of fifteen years learning how to be alone, and the strange truth…
11 The Night Shift Feed
I punched in at 7:01 p.m., which is a stupid thing to say about a night shift, so let me back up.
12 The Hollow Man at the Booth
Shanice Bryant was fifty-four years old and she had been driving long haul since she was twenty-one, which meant the cab of her Peterbilt…
13 Off-Season Tide
*This story came from wanting to write something quiet and coastal, where the danger was cold instead of loud, and where tenderness didn't…