My Ghost House, Ch 2

"I discover some of the house's secrets"

Over the next couple of weeks, my loan application was approved, and I was on my way to being a home owner. Trina tried to be happy for me, but after reading the articles, she was worried that I was...

My Ghost House

"A house with an erotic reputation snares its next victim."

Being a lover of fine, southern homes, I was thrilled when the old antebellum house that I had my eye on came on market. It is a fine house with huge columns on the porch, which wraps around the entire...

Devil’s Eve 2

"Lucy's torment continues..."

Lucy entered St. Michaels and saw Father Anthony kneeling at the base of a magnificent cross hanging in the back of the large dimly lit church. She hurried to meet him, her steps echoing loudly through the empty building. The...

The Hidden Island

"A man finds himself living a legend, with a legendary beauty."

My name is John. An ordinary name, and it fits, because I'm an ordinary guy. I'm fifty-seven, short, and not particularly well-built; I have thinning hair, a weak chin, and ears that kind of stick out. I'm not exactly ugly;...

Sweet Tara

"A fun trip to a spooky old building turns into no laughing matter."

I. The Story Of AliceAlice Grey was a dear little thing, she lived with her parents and worked hard every day at her job in the local drapery store. Her family may have been poor, but they got by, paying their...

Devil’s Eve

"Lucy is visited by an evil stranger the night before her wedding."

Lucy knelt on the ground in the corner of her small room lit only by two large white candles on either side of an antique wooden Christ. She made the sign of the cross, clasped her hands together in front...

A Visitor In The Night

"Dylan is visited by a spirit with an insatiable appetite for sex"

She entered the room where Dylan lay sleeping. She was a vision of beauty with her long blonde hair, bright green eyes, and smooth light-brown skin. She spoke his name just loud enough to wake him. Then she slipped off...

WAITING FOR MELINDA

"We made love to the sound of cold winter rain drumming on the car’s roof."

WAITING FOR MELINDAby Rumple ForeskinThe cold rain told a sad story in a soft voice, and I was listening.I'm a good listener; always have been. Especially out here in the woods, in the rain, inside this small cemetery. I sit...

To Tomorrow

"A very sick man returns to his hometown, and stumbles upon the answer to all questions."

I was sick.A very simple truth that I denied to accept during last few years but instinctively knew. Not some kind of "take-your-pills-and-it's-ok" or "surgery-and-survive" sickness. Something more sinister, more diffused through my body.Maybe even my through soul.One more time I...