Ghost Stories - The Fog
So thick, you could cut it with a
knife... She closed her eyes, her long
lashes fanning against ashen cheeks. Her grandfather's face came
to her thoughts and she allowed herself a small remnant of space
to relax, to smile, to seize his strength and mesh that with Adam's
so that she could somehow get through this thing called Death.
Adam was so much like her grandfather
- same determined spirit, same kind heart. She had always been grandfather's
favorite and she remembered well, sitting on his wide lap, tugging
at his sailor's cap and sanding her small hands over his bearded
face. She adored him; simply adored him....
Adam broke her reverie, easing
out in a concerned tone, "Love, it's not long now and I need
you to know how much I love you. And - and how sorry, how
terribly sorry that I am for landing us into this-"
"Ssshhhh," Mary Ann
pleaded, holding a hand to his lips to silence him. She felt her
palm being brushed by a kiss, the gesture so sweet, so pitifully
sweet that she could not help but to feel robbed by Life. She and
Adam had planned a lifetime together, but it was not to be.
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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
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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
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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
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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
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- Widow Maker
- The city lay shrouded in
the distance, looming like a fragile virgin clothed in white.
The year was 2785.
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- Vincent’s 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
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