With Halloween right around the corner, Rob and his buddies, Steve and Ray, returned home for the weekend from the small, conservative college they attended. Friday night, he asked if they wanted to go to the Grim Reaper Haunted House in the next town over. “Dude, we’re in college now; we don’t need to go hang out with a bunch of high school seniors at a lame-ass haunted house,” Steve complained. “Let’s find a party to go...

I find beauty in things others discard, so I bought the abandoned house. It first happened when undressing. I dismissed the arousing breath against my crotch as the breeze through the open window. In bed, however, I wondered if the sheet or something else grazed my cock? When billowing sheers settled, outlining a female form, I knew. I was not alone. Night after night, I awakened to titillating kisses, prefacing warm touc...

After hearing that Michael was on his way over, Ali and Scott quickly went downstairs to prepare for Michael's arrival. Ali put on a pot of coffee, realizing they didn't have much in the way of food in their brand new house. "Hey, Honey?" Ali started. "Why don't you run out for some breakfast sandwiches or donuts or something? We don't have anything to offer the boys once they get here." "Yeah, that's a good idea," Scott...

Screeching music deafened me. Wicked darkness blinded me. Indescribable odors irritated my nostrils. I stumbled around disoriented, not knowing which way to turn with the loss of my two most vital senses. My hand squeezed his hand – my only connection in this frightening insanity. Aaron, my boyfriend, was with me. I had no one to blame but myself. This haunted house was my dumb idea. What can I say? Scary shit drenches my...

The vacant, old house at the end of the lane beckons me. They always do - the dilapidated and forgotten. There is an appeal others overlook. Unable to resists its quietness, I settle in, deciding to call this place home. The wind blows through the window cracks, but it doesn't bother me. Oddly, I feel comforted in the chilled corners of the room - a warm welcome of sorts. Dust adorns the mantel. Cobwebs decorate the bland...

Chapter 2: Admittance   Kelsey pulled her car up alongside the little gravel clearing that existed outside the east side of Licension Manor. She was surprised to see hers was the only car there and not for the first time she thought about just ignoring the invitation and the party. The incident with Helen still burned inside her. All she had felt was regret at ruining the moment – there was no satisfaction in denying her...

Chapter 1: Invitations   Sally Hines was free. At least from the world of high school. She stepped out from her last exam and made her way toward the bus stop to head home. Never again would she have to return to high school and the complicated social world that she had failed to understand. Next year she would be traveling off to college, far away, where she could make a fresh start. She would be able to reinvent herself...

 “True love is like a ghost: Everyone talks of it, but few have met it face to face.”-Francois de La Rochefoucauld***"I should warn you about my family. You may be in for a bit of a shock."They were driving with the top down. It was damn hot. Devanie fixed a scarf around her head to keep her hair from blowing. "You'll have to take them as they come,” she continued. “And you need to be on your best behavior."Charles winked...

"Congratulations, you have just bought a new house," Cyndi my real estate agent said as she handed me the keys to the house. "Thank you," I smiled. We were inside the house. She stood close to me as I took another look around. It was a lovely house with four rooms, all of which were on the upper floor. It was an old house that was built in the early 1900's. I had requested some slight modifications to make it more modern...

“Up the airy mountain, down the rushing glen, We daren't go a-hunting, for fear of little men.”-William Allingham, “The Fairies”***“I want to dance with the hill people at night,” Flora said, standing on a chair and looking out the window. Megan looked with her. The summer sun slipped behind the yew trees on the hill beside the big old house, but no one was there that Megan could see. She frowned. “What do you mean?” Flor...

There is a house on the corner of my street that does a haunted house every year. Now it's not one of those simple ones with touchy feely guess what is in the container games but one of the ones that could scare the shit out of you. Lucy and her boyfriend Darian were planning to attend her annual work party. Lucy was not looking forward to bobbing for apples in beer, and not to mention that silly game of who was in the co...