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Click here to read: The Fog - Adam strained to catch a glimpse of Mary Ann's face through the shrouded midst as the fog was so thick that you could cut it with a knife. It was his fault that he'd put her in harm's way...
Click here to read: The Wishing Well - Danny looked down at the ripples skimming over the top of the large wishing well in which he'd just tossed in a slug. It wasn't that he didn't have a penny, or a nickel, a dime or quarter - it's just that wishing wells were a bunch of crock.
The Haunted House - "Over here, I tell you! The coffin is over here!" Mona rolled her eyes up at Frank. Idiot. He was acting if he'd found the secret entrance in the wall rather than her. She had a good mind to turn back and let Frank stand his chances of being sacrificed by the coven of she-male vampires that inhabited the dungeon of the castle. . . . Click to Read
The Crying Veil - Anna's eyes widened in terror as the wedding veil she had situated on her head was suddenly covered with blood - drops of blood. She detected crying, pitiful crying as if someone in her head were in agony.... Click to Read
The Lace Curtain - The graveyard lay in the misted distance. Kayla fingered the dingy lace curtain with high anticipation of catching a glimpse of the apparition that had appeared nightly for the last thirty days. It had began on the first of the month. This month. This unusually hot and blustery October month. Click to Read
Poisoned Ivy - The moaning grew louder, emitting eerily from the forest walls. Ti wasn't so certain anymore that the noise was the sound of lovers, as the area was a cove for kindling romance. Had he not known better, he would have sworn the sound was the sound of a ghost! Click to Read
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Ghost Stories - The Tangled Web
Written by Sky Taylor, Sky at Dawn
What a tangled web we weave...
Jock gazed at Eddie, his eyes fixed with a wild, evil gleam. So shiny; Eddie could actually see his reflection bouncing back at him.
Jock continued, "First - we'll cook the books. Lacey will never suspect anything. Why, she's such a twit." He paused to scratch his chin, then thoughtfully eased out, "Blonds always are..."
"I'm blond," Eddie cracked back. Jock whipped his eyes over him, looking as if he wished he could take back his lax opinion of blonds.
"Yeah, but you're a guy," he tried to amend. "Guys are different. Right?"
"Yeah, right," Eddie mocked tightly, not knowing whether to fully trust his 'partner in crime' or not.
Jock continued, "We'll slowly transfer the money to an oversea's account. Maybe even get some stocks. We'll need to buy a house outside the states, of course."
"Yeah, Jock, if you say so," Eddie eased out, brooding a bit as he wasn't too hip on the setup. He had a mind to go to the cops to apprise them of Jock's foul plan, but couldn't. Not with his outstanding warrant.
"You're going to have to off her, Eddie," Jock informed, his voice as cold as steel. "You know that, right?"
"Hey, no way! I'd rather rot in a jail cell for a few years. Jock, armed robbery is one thing - murder is entirely another-"
"Eddie, shut up," Jock ordered, setting his jaw like a steel trap making Eddie feel totally trapped.
With that, Eddie snapped, grabbing Jock and shoving him back, sending him sprawling to one corner of the darkly lit room.
Jock yelled to the top of his lungs and continued screaming as Eddie tried to find a light. It had only been a brisk shove, for gosh sakes! Obviously, Jock had fallen on something.
Eddie was shaking as he told Jock, "Settle down! I've got a light now; I'll help you." What was even more frightening was that Jock was suddenly so quiet.
As he shined the light in the corner where Jock had disappeared, it was to find him hanging in a large web and he was covered with black widow spiders from head to toe.
"What a tangled web we weave....," Eddie eased out, only a door away from freedom.
You have arrived at a haunted portal - Where the Four Winds Meet, a frigid collection of ghostly tales. Before you begin, turn out the lights, grab your favorite scented candle and light it, and a tasty mug of something decadent because once you begin reading, you can't quit....
Widow Maker - The city lay shrouded in the distance, looming like a fragile virgin clothed in white. The year was 2785. Vincentís keen eyesight cut through the fog, singeing over the towering steel buildings like a guided laser. He was searching for something lost, something that he would probably never reclaim. Click to Read
A Short Ghost Story - The incandescent moon hung low over the still sea as Jared sat transfixed, staring at the disturbing mob of lights in the distance. "A sea ghost?" he asked himself, his thoughts churning whereas the sea was not. It certainly appeared to be a ghost. Click to Read
Click here to read: Chaldar's Conquest - Midnight. All Hallow's Eve. The sound of a nighthawk in the distance suddenly mixed with the eerie screams of the children stalking the streets in ridiculous costumes like wild rats on the loose.
Click here to read: Peeping Tom - Jack readjusted the lenses on the telescope so that he could better focus on Ms. Katy Lane. Being ten stories up in a high-rise had its advantages. For one, Ms. Lane took no precautions in closing her blinds.
Click here to read: Finders Keepers - "What do you think that it is?" Jessica asked Sam, eyeing the golden object that was shaped like an egg. It was so bright that she couldn't look at it for long, for it hurt her eyes.
Click here to read: The Tangled Web - Jock gazed at Eddie, his eyes fixed with a wild, evil gleam. So shiny; Eddie could actually see his reflection bouncing back at him.
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