Joseph Roy Wright
Bio
Hello there!
My name is Joseph Roy Wright, the British author of 12 Independent novels!
I like to write about movies, pop culture, fiction and horror! I review all the latest films (and classics), I also like to write short stories.
Stories (88/0)
The Revenge
This is a tale of revenge, about a young man who finally snaps one day, letting his frustrations vent, in the worst way possible. His whole life he always let people control him, never standing up for himself and demanding freedom. He always did exactly what his mother and father said, no matter how difficult. His wife bosses him around too, he had failed at dating a million women before her, so was willing to obey just to remain married. He had become weak willed, tired and still very timid of everything and everyone around him. This man was named William Smith and he had been moulded into a victim of modern society, where masculinity was frowned upon and he was often called a creep for daring to approach women, back when he was a single male. His wife, Romana Smith, knew exactly the type of guy William was and manipulated his every life decision since they had met. It was a mostly loveless marriage, that only lasted because they were financially dependent upon each other. Although it wasn't her that drove William mad with rage, it was all the horrible men who thought they were so much bigger and stronger than him, pushing him around when he was in work or out drinking back in his youth. For decades the humiliation of being thrown out of the nightclub in Runcorn old town, and then beaten by the doormen there, was something that still angered him to this day. It was all because he was a little "too drunk", or perhaps weakened by the alcohol, so they saw him as an easy target to pick on. He tried to report their abuse, but the owner, Mack Oaks, defended their corrupt security and called him the drunken idiot who deserved what happened to him. Oh, William refused to believe getting kicked around like a football was a worthy punishment, for simply having too much of a good time. He still had the scars from that attack from several years ago, before he met Romana and eventually got married. Yet it was still very much fresh in his mind. Another time, a few years later after he was assaulted outside the nightclub, William had a night job in a warehouse. The work environment was toxic. There was a supervisor who was also named Mack, who worked there. This guy was very different than the nightclub owner, but the name still unsettled William, who remembered the severe beating that boss allowed outside his club. So he ignored the name and continued working, but this second Mack would prove to be even more ruthless. This supervisor was an absolute tyrant, he'd order William about like a general and the shy young man would do whatever he asked. He felt worthless under Mack's rule, breaking his back lifting stock far too heavy and getting insulted on a weekly basis. It was pure slave labour and he couldn't stand it, William was eventually pushed to his limit and yelled back at his supervisor who then smacked William hard against the mouth for speaking out of line. William fled in terror and reported the abuse, but the company didn't believe him and fired William instead. This incident didn't result in a senseless beating, but the injustice of it was beyond upsetting. For several years, William carried this hate he had for these despicable people who had insulted him physically. He had moments where he forgot, then other days, especially at work, where he'd remember this abuse. It wouldn't be until he lost everything, that William would finally snap and lash out at the world. He and his wife were out drinking one night, a very friendly business man approached them casually, hiding his true intentions. They were so drunk, William and Romana didn't think to suspect this smiling man, who even bought them a few drinks from his own pocket. This so-called business man was actually more of a con artist, who ran his own independent company which "diversified" peoples money into multiple stocks, which often sank below the initial value. The customer could always withdraw, but the stocks would typically cost less than they first invested. Yet it was the high service charges, that the con-artist charged his customers for, which is where he got rich. He would write up these convoluted contracts that meant his customers couldn't withdraw too often, so that he could keep most of the money for himself. Giving back the short change through a legal loop hole. Most wouldn't fall for this, neither would a drunken William or Romana if they were sober. Yet the con-artist preyed on these two like a lion and that night, got them to sign over half their life savings. This one single stupid decision cost them their house, Romana blamed William for the mishap and they soon got divorced. When they finally managed to withdraw their money it was a faction of the original value, and the con-artist took a heavy cut too. William soon discovered that this con-artist was also named Mack, just like the other two men who had betrayed him before. Now William was alone, poorer than he'd ever been and absolutely full of wrath with nothing else to lose. So he vowed revenge on all of them, one by one, William planned on murdering all three of them. First there was the nightclub owner in Runcorn, the incident happened so many years ago, the owner didn't even remember him. This was the perfect opportunity to "apply for a job" there, as the owner had no idea who William was. The plan worked out perfectly, he was invited to the job interview and William snuck in some rat poison on his jacket. He hoped the owner would be drinking a coffee or tea, but the opportunity did not present itself, so William did his best to make a good impression and get the job, which he succeeded at. He asked his new boss if he wanted a coffee one afternoon before they opened for the night, Mack was beyond pleased and accepted William's generosity. He thanked his killer before taking a long gulp of the tainted coffee, that was poisoned with ricin (as William discovered it was untraceable). A few days later, that nightclub owner died of "natural causes" and William got away with the murder. So then there was the second Mack, this kill was a lot easier. All William had to do was wait for his target to leave from work, early in the morning when nobody was around except for him and Mack. William confronted Mack down a dark alleyway and screamed "fired am I?!" then shot his old work bully to bloody pieces, fleeing the scene immediately after. Soon a murder investigation was opened and the news was on TV, even the nightclub owner's death was suddenly questioned too, as both targets were named Mack and that they both had many enemies (because of all the poor people they had bullied). William knew his time was running out and his nemesis was still out there, Mack the con-artist. This final Mack lived in a huge mansion within the countryside of Chester, no doubt paid for by the many people he had scammed over the years. If anyone deserved death more than the others, it was this guy for sure! The original plan was to just kill this Mack like the others, but after seeing the luxurious home he had, William wanted to see that building on fire. So he did just that, waited until three in the morning, outside the impressive mansion until everyone was asleep. Then William poured petrol around the mansion's outer walls, all the way around the building so there was no escape. He poured extra around the doors, all so the exits would be especially harder to access. Then he lit a match over the petrol he had poured, and a small fire began form, which soon ballooned into a much larger one that soon swallowed the mansion up whole. William smiled to himself, as Mack's voice screamed in agony, alongside his children and wife. The sound filled William with the utmost glee, as he danced along to their screams of terror like it was disco music. Finally, William had gotten his revenge. The killer fled the country soon after his final kill, taking the last of his money abroad to Spain. He hasn't been spotted since.
By Joseph Roy Wrightabout 11 hours ago in Horror
Book Of Predictions
What if you could predict the future with the utmost accuracy, not a mere guess or estimate of how the world will end, but a genuine matter of fact answer to all of life's mysteries. This knowledge could be used for both good and evil, or perhaps greed; knowing where to find hidden treasure before anyone can discover it (metaphorically speaking). There have been many tales, of crooks using time machines to put themselves in power, changing the past so that they can be rich and powerful in the future. It is a tale seen in many sci fi movies and comics alike. Many claim these are tall tales, fun fictional stories of "what if" adventures. Yet, there is rumour of an item out there, something ancient and ultimately mysterious, a single book that can predict the future before it even happens. It is written in Egyptian and was found deep beneath the great pyramids, the cover is of a beige grotesque and waxy texture, which many believe could be human skin. Yet the jury is still out on that one, for it seems thicker like leather, but that could be due to its magnificent age. Nobody can truly determine the true origins of the book, only that it may have been used by rulers at the time to raise to power, as the book reveals things that are still yet to happen. So it is believed pharaohs took full advantage of this knowledge to become powerful and almighty. Yet it is also believed many who read this book, were sometimes driven to madness.
By Joseph Roy Wrightabout 20 hours ago in Horror
The Killer Couple
This is a fictional tale of a bizarre couple who love to kill, they're the last people you want a double date with! Couples like to do a lot of things together, they go on romantic dates, watch movies and embrace each other. It's cute, nice and cosy stuff that everyone loves to do with their significant other. Many go on holiday and see famous landmarks, enjoying the company they share. Introducing each other to their old friends and family. Most couples are friendly and fun to be around, yet there is one relationship out there, where you wouldn't want to be around them. This is the killer couple from New York, USA. Their names are Mr & Mrs Voorhees, yes they are aware of the irony, bet you didn't know they legally changed their second name just to sound more threatening. It is a wonder that they've never been caught, I guess they are experts at inventing alibis, nobody truly knows. However, what makes many believe they actually are killers, is the fact these two are always nearby whenever a brutal murder in the city is discovered. There is a tale, from the witness of a murder, who claimed to have seen the killer couple in the act.
By Joseph Roy Wright14 days ago in Horror
The Poisoner
Assassins have existed since the dawn of time, higher ups in society across the world desire to see those who wronged them dead! So killers are hired to eliminate the targets for wealth, typically money is the reward they seek. Most assassins use hidden blades, carried under their sleeves, quickly slashing their victims before blending in with the crowd again. Others use sniper rifles or other long range guns, shooting from afar or up close. The best assassins are subtle and sneaky, the greatest ones of all have never been caught! There are a disturbing number of ways you can kill a human, I obviously won't share any, not in this story so use your imagination. The point of this tale is to explore the most bizarre assassin to ever walk the planet, a killer who is still unknown but has committed a countless amount of murders across the globe. All of which include spiking or tampering with the victims food or drink. This would poison the target to the point of fatal illness, it happened to the most unlikely of people, as though this assassin had no true targets but simply killed for sport. Perhaps there were reasons he chose to kill these people, but it is a mystery that has been left unanswered for decades. Many believe there to be multiple Poisoner assassins throughout the years, the theory that is it no single man or woman makes a lot of sense. It is a theory many subscribe to. The targets killed range from cute couples, families or lone travellers, who visit exotic restaurants whilst on their holidays around the world. It is always detected to be either rat or ricin poisoning, that kills the victims. There have been numerous cases investigated, where CCTV has spotted strange chefs in kitchens, those who were never officially hired had slipped in a disguise and tampered with the food. They always wear the chef's scarf over their face, to hide their identity. The figure has been described as male, standing tall and athletic. To presume the killer is male, he has been spotted in bars too, a hooded figure with a balaclava, spiking drinks of people who later end up dead. Usually the police don't investigate until the killer has already committed his murder, so it seems they have long vanished before any trail can be found. Not to mention the amount of people who were at first presumed to have been food poisoned, where it was the restaurant or cafe found responsible for not properly serving well cooked food. Only for forensics to later discover the truth, which was far more sinister and purposeful. Nobody knows who this assassin is, or why they do the terrible things they do. They are presumed to be male, but even that is uncertain. The race or gender of the killer is not yet confirmed. No face has ever been identified. A pattern has not been detected either. The Poisoner is a ghost, an assassin so good, they always manage to slip through the cracks, what with their many disguises and hiding spots. One can only assume the assassin seeks out those with bounties upon their heads, do if you've angered the wrong person, someone high up in society, be sure to eat food from the supermarket instead. You'll never know if The Poisoner is after you or not, until it is too late! If you eat or drink anything that tastes off, you should probably bin that item and wash out your mouth, there's a good chance it may be dangerous to consume. Then you'd become another death, on a list of thousands.
By Joseph Roy Wright15 days ago in Horror
Psychic Curse
Never anger a psychic, and don't you dare patronise or mock them, they will release a wrath so fierce upon you, it is almost cruel. Almost cruel because they typically only curse people who genuinely deserve it, terrible people who do nothing but wrong, are typically the ones who are cursed by psychics. In this tale, a foolish teenager tries to impress his girlfriend by trolling an old psychic lady at a gypsy carnival. This handsome boy will soon discover the true meaning of karma, I must warn you though, it isn't pretty!
By Joseph Roy Wright16 days ago in Horror
Insect Man
The tale of Insect Man is a terrifying story of human experimentation, gone horribly wrong, resulting in an unfathomably grotesque abomination. It is about Ethan Clarke, an American scientist who was obsessed with comic books, more specifically; super hero comics were what he adored above anything else. Ever since he was a child, he always fantasised about having super powers and paranormal abilities, like those of flight or telekinesis. It seemed impossible, but that was until he saw the American body builders. Huge men and women, who could carry tree trunks above their shoulders, throw huge tires like frisbees and sprint in marathons for hours without getting exhausted. The human body can really achieve a lot of amazing feats, but not even the strongest, healthiest or fastest athlete on earth could match the sheer brilliance of a cosmic god from the pages of a classic comic book. So Ethan became a man of science, after reading stories about those who got powers through medical experimentation. He knew many super villains who got scarier powers by this method, such as an antagonist who remained permanently frozen, or an electricity powered monster, who needed batteries to stay alive. Of course, all of these stories were silly and over the top, but they still served as cautionary tales of science gone wrong. Ethan was well aware of this fact, as even real life experiments often resulted in horror, if not properly studied or administered correctly. So he had to be careful when attempting to create a real life super powered human, the idea was to enhance the biology of a man or woman, then hopefully the result would mean reaching extraordinary abilities unlike anything we've ever seen before.
By Joseph Roy Wright17 days ago in Horror
Small Town Murder
The events of this story are entirely fictional, any resemblance to real life events or people is coincidental. Small Towns are usually nice places to live. The population is sparse and people are much nicer than the city folk, who are so busy and stressed they don't have time to say hello, they find anyone who does to be strange. For example; London is infamous for having an unfriendly and rude population, but I can't even blame them. I hate cities to be frank. Sure, the many different shops are exciting to visit and the nightlife is excellent. I've had so many friends who went to university in the big British cities, like Liverpool and Manchester (I'm from the north of England). They made so many friends it was unreal, they honestly had the time of their lives meeting so many different and unique characters. So it's not all bad living in the city, but I personally find it stressful, and that's putting it lightly! When you're crammed into a tiny train, tram or bus like tuna fish, with the most obnoxious, drunk and aggressive people, it is a nightmare. You get so washed up in all this madness, you end up going insane a little bit too. Along with all this frustration, of rushing around trying to get from point A to B, alongside being overwhelmed by crowds of people, it's no wonder so many city boys go crazy and are so loud. Crime is rampant in the city, the many crime thrillers set in New York or Chicago aren't entirely fictional, it's all based on real terror. That's why when a murder happens in a metropolis, it's never talked about (unless it's particularly horrific) because it is in these concrete jungles where the scum tends to hide.
By Joseph Roy Wright22 days ago in Horror
Nightmares Come True
Ever have a nightmare? Not a weird one. A nightmare so vivid, it is almost mistaken for reality. Almost like a premonition of sorts, a vision of the future that may just come true. We also have good dreams, of fame, fortune and good luck. Funny how these fantasies never come true though, isn't it? As a writer, I dream my books have sold millions overnight, only to realise I haven't made a single penny. Reality is often disappointing. So when you dream; a episode of misery, it is more likely to come true. As depressing as it may sound, our brains can work out the math and show us an impending disaster before it truly happens. Now it may not turn out exactly like our dreams depicted, but somehow they can grasp the general fate of a bad situation before it occurs. Maybe it's from a series of past bad experiences, where your memory kicks in and shows you a possible outcome of the horror that awaits. The following is a tale of a woman named Faye, who ignored her nightmares and walked straight into mortal danger. What a silly girl she is!
By Joseph Roy Wright23 days ago in Horror
A Bad Work Day
Fictional tale of a man who has the worst work day imaginable! They say, all it takes is one bad day, a single 24 hour period of misfortune and bad luck, to turn the most sane man insane. Now work is a chore, it is something most of us have no choice but to do. Whether or not you love working for a living, it is pretty much a given if you want to survive. For many it becomes routine, they make work friends and travelling isn't too frustrating. Yet, for Kieran Smith, his work life was hell. He didn't have a nice job in a clean office or cosy book shop. No, he worked in a grey, old, ugly and rusty warehouse. Kieran hated what he had to do, it was often cold and dark inside the building too. His job consisted of taking stock from one side of the warehouse, to the other and tidying the mountains of stock, that the regular staff were too lazy or depressed to keep clean. You see, he was a manager of this warehouse and the responsibilities he had were often too much for anyone to handle. He had to cover for everyone who called in sick (which was a lot) and be responsible for those who frankly, couldn't give any effort at all, even if it meant losing their job. He was the one who picked up the pieces every time and typically only got grief from the business owners, since things never went smoothly. The whole six years he'd been manager, there wasn't a single day where things didn't go horribly, horribly wrong. However, he always pushed through it, growing more and more bitter and frustrated by the day. The years of torture was building on him though, not just mentally, but physically too. The workload was heavy and agonising, lifting big heavy loads of office supplies all day would destroy anyone's back. He honestly thought he could manage it all though, that was until the unimaginable happened.
By Joseph Roy Wright23 days ago in Horror