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Secret Halls at Sky At Dusk
Where the Four Winds Meet - Free ghost stories & haunting tails - or is that tales?
This Old Tent - Free alien, UFO & ghost stories.
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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 to Read
Werewolf - The Companion, a short werewolf story
"Helene, I asked before I boarded to come here if I could bring my companion with me and you said yes-"
"That was before I learned your companion is a mongrel of sorts!" Helene shot back, jutting her jaw out in defiance. "Why, it's not even a domesticated ...thing."
Lucy's hands were shaking mildly as she held tight to Fluffy's leash as her older sister, Helene, continued to slash her with cutting remarks. The fact of the matter was that her sister wasn't much to look at herself, and she had no right to criticize man nor beast.
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Helene was a comfortable old maid with a huge, empty house on her hands - a house that should have been half Lucy's when their parents had died thirteen years ago.
Lucy observed her elder sister's raven-black hair waving in the wind, the gusts making quick strings of the thin mix that generally sat astride Helene's head in a tight bun in an intense effort to hide its thinness. But today, the wind had saw fit otherwise. However, their dead mother's rhinestone Tierra was in place, situated in the front of the tangled web of raven hair looking as ridiculous as usual - something so beautiful tarnished by something so comely. The Tierra was also suppose to have passed to Lucy at her mother's death, but Helene's claws had stuck well into the jeweled treasure.
Lucy had been counting on Helene's benevolence to reside for just a short time at the estate - an unwise assumption on her part, for her sister had never been kind at heart, rather ruthless and greedy. So here she stood, homeless, with no place to call her own, and with no place to go - her only possessions locked inside a small bag, and of course, her beloved wolf, Fluffy.
When Helene finally wound down, Lucy asked her in a soft tone, "Please. I am begging you to let Fluffy stay. It's only for a fortnight - by then I should have my first check from the inn."
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MORE WEREWOLF TALES
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. click here to 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. click here to 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. click here to continue
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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 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
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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 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