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Halloween Surprises
Madelyn slowly entered through the side gate of St. Rita’s cemetery. She glanced over her shoulder so many times, making sure no one followed her, that her neck ached. As she squinted, searching the seemingly never-ending rows of tombstones, she could make out the outline of her best friend in the dark, Mallory, standing next to a large headstone. She was looking up at a large, stone angel, wings spread, looking down over the grave. Madelyn picked up her pace and quickly reached her friend. Mallory grinned. “You look scared. Do you not want to do this?” Madelyn sat crossed legged next to the e...
The Curse of Achlys
The night was dark and cold, the silver moon glowing brightly in the vast sky, surrounded by golden twinkling stars. Laughter and screams rang out through the air as trick-or-treaters ran about in glee, with their Halloween bags filled with candy. I stood on my undecorated porch, watching as everyone had fun, enjoying the night of terrors.I smirked. If only they knew what real terrors were about to come. I looked up at the sky, relishing in the feel of my magic swirling inside my blood, getting stronger as the night wore on. Just one more hour. I thought happily. One more hour and we will rein...
The Coven of the Swww.onedoor.ccacred Heart's Final Rite
"Double, double, toil and trouble..." Agatha rubbed her hands together and cackled, loud enough to send the birds squawking from a nearby oak tree."Could you be any more on the nose?" Jen rolled her eyes. Women like this perpetuated the myth of witchcraft as a group of warty-nosed hags dancing around cauldrons putting curses on people. It was bad enough that she was called Agatha: was she trying to be a cliché? Agatha pouted and perched atop a nearby gravestone, as if keeping herself upright was simply too much effort.“Get up!” Jen hissed at her, eyes flashing; disrespecting a grave was frowne...
Witch's New Year
It was the perfect Halloween night in Pluckley village , the uncanny bone chilling wind with a smell of roasted pumpkin seeds in it , all the houses decorated with Jack-o’-lanterns and spooky stuff, all completed with a beautiful rare blue moon in the sky. With the night approaching towards its darkest hour , Dannie the hedge witch landed from her flying broom in the Screaming Woods forest just behind the village . She starts approaching towards the secret cottage of Laura the Green witch who resides in the same forest , the leaves creating the crackling sound as she is walking on them with he...