Ghost Stories - The Wishing Well
Be careful what
you wish....
"Danny Freeman!
You tossed a fake coin into the well! That's just begging
for bad luck," Betty informed, hands on lean hips - so
lean that she didn't have any curves on her form at all, Danny
decided amid his rambling thoughts. Wait, he took that back. Her
mouth was always curved downwards....
His brows shot up
as she went on to warn, "And don't you dare make a wish now!
It-you....well, it would be terrible. It-it could be..."
"Yeah?"
Danny was a bit
amused at Betty right now, his annoyance revolving to curiosity.
He'd known her for quite some time - about 15 years. She was about
the most naive person that he'd ever met. Did she actually think
that after 13 years of being engaged that he was going to marry
her? Not!
Betty knitted her forehead, then
licked her lips nervously, as if the thought of Danny making a wish
on a fake coin was a bit too much to contemplate.
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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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