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Werewolf, Ghost & Gypsy Stories

Featured Gpysy Stories

Werewolf Meets a Gypsy - Once upon a time there lived a sweet werewolf and a cranky old gypsy. The werewolf had come to accept his curse with time, deciding to make the best out of a bad situation. No sense in remaining bitter about his wolf curse and full moons. continue

The Crystal Ball - A gypsy caravan had been through the area last night leaving behind a fog so thick that one could cut it with a knife. continue

Caravan of Gypsies - Ten tipsy gypsies set off for adventure one summer day. A few steps down the road, they met a man selling tambourines. continue

Gypsy King - Once upon a time there lived a naughty gypsy king named Ferka. Gypsy King Ferka did not like rules one little bit. For example, whenever he walked on a sidewalk, rather than avoiding all the cracks so he wouldn't chance breaking his mother's back, Gypsy King Ferka stepped on all the sidewalk cracks. continue

Silver Dollar Gypsy - Syeira was a beautiful gypsy who loved nothing more than belly dancing the night away. continue

Werewolf - The Companion, a short werewolf story - Act IV

It seemed as if only a few minutes had passed and Lucy was being summoned awake. She tried desperately to focus against the bright rays of the sun as they snaked between the trees, and in doing such she was able to make out a group of older gentlemen dressed in fine raiment.

One must have been a doctor for he begin looking her over, checking her for marks and bruises. As he worked, the man who seemed to be in charge asked, "Lucy Bantril?"

Lucy nodded, still trying to get her bearings.

She heard the gentleman say, "You're quite lucky that you enjoyed a safe evening in these woods, for to many a lad, they have not been kind." He continued in a solemn voice, "I've some troubling news, child, about your sister."

"Helene?" Lucy asked, trying to locate Fluffy amid her confusion and the doctor's probing.

"Yes, Helene. We were summoned to the family estate before dawn by her servants, and it was they that told us of your approximate whereabouts. Helene was murdered, my child - by a wild man shortly after midnight. Her servants indicate that you are the sole surviving heir."

Lucy held one hand to her throat, her other connecting with Fluffy and when she gazed down, the brilliance of the Tierra that adorned her head almost blinded her. Lucy deftly slipped it off onto the floor of the woods, its presence going unnoticed by all.

Fluffy. One could not ask for a more noble companion.

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Featured Werewolf Stories

Dances With Wolfbane - If you will look closely within these shrouded walls, you will see a castle knitted into a cove. Below the castle lies no gate, lies no walls, lies no clinging ivy - but a thatch of wolfbane, a wilting thatch of wolfbane. And within the castle walls resides Shernoff, man about the town by day, werewolf by night... continue

Nine Inch Nails - One hot August night, Sally examined her hands under the full moon sailing high overhead. She detested her hands, in particular her nails. So boxy, so brittle, so wavy and too short. continue

Cane Walker - Once upon a time there was a young man obsessed with canes. During the holidays, he bought out all the candy canes in town. continue

Unchained Werewolf - Sebastian dimmed the lantern he had been swinging from his extended arm, trying to catch sight of what was making a hideous howling noise in the distance. The near distance, at that... continue

Six Pack Wolf Pack - Original Werewolf poem by Sky Taylor. continue

Moon Hunters - Charlie was a werewolf. Had been since his early forties. Situated on the edge of a precipice, he gazed upon the village below which he now knew was a pooling of idiots, blinded by evil - the evil that now hunted him. continue

Shadow Rider - The night was young. The yellow sun had vacated the cloudless sky a short hour ago leaving behind a shroud of intense heat. continue

There Wolf! -There was something extremely odd about Dafney's date. He had an awful lot of hair, his upper lip kept quavering like a horse in heat, and he smelled a bit....wild, as if he'd been sleeping outdoors with a pack of wolves. continue

Midnight, Twilight, Daylight - Midnight. Joe was preparing for his transformation as he glimpsed a full yellow moon flying high overhead through his open penthouse window. He was three flights up, feeling closer to the moon than to the street below, but the jump from the window would be a piece of cake once the transformation occurred. continue

The Companion - "Helene, I asked before I boarded to come here if I could bring my companion with me and you said yes-" continue

I Want to Eat a Sheep - Little Sheep stood contentedly munching on the tender green grass of the valley floor as the sun sank in the western sky. Night would soon capture the day, but at least a full moon hung high overhead. Sheep liked full moons for they were bright and helped in keeping the wild wolves at bay. continue

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