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The Legend of Camp Jellywitch Part I
Nell sat around a fire, the cool breeze of a late summer night nipping at his neck. As he waited for the children to settle, he added another log to feed the flames. “Gather round,” Nell said. “And prepare yourself for a frightful tale.” He felt the shiver of anticipation pass across the minds of the unknowing campers. “What is it?” Faust asked. “Who here is afraid of jellyfish?” Eyes rolled, and minds lost faith in Nell and his ability to wend a story. Of course these children, many Pixies, were not afraid. Nell raised an eyebrow. “That’s because you haven’t heard the Legend of Camp Jellywitch.” Nell waited until…
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A Thousand Memories
Warning: This Spooky is for adults (18+). The main character is drugged but she is unharmed. Li woke, her head aching with an epic migraine. She’d last been at a concert, the heavy beat of Eddie’s drums carrying the band through each song with effortless fervor. It had been an amazing night. Li woke up in a tent. How she’d gotten there made no sense. She hadn’t gotten drunk; she hadn’t been drinking. She looked for the person beside her. Instead of a hot anyone, there was an old woman draped in blanket-like fabrics. Her hair was a mix of dreads and tangles. Her teeth were crooked, blackened, missing,…
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The Lake
Trigger Warning: The following [Supposedly] Spooky Story includes a suicide attempt. If you are uncomfortable with or triggered by suicide or self-harm please skip this story. POV: Jace Birky (alias: Jace Nygaard) Timeline: Pink It was a dark and lonely night. The cold winter air was bitter cold, nipping at Jace’s exposed flesh. He stood in his boxers at the edge of a despairing moat that was once a stunning lake. Winter promised depths, but as the years wore on, the legend of what Falkhus had been had faded into the past. Jace flopped on the rocks, a half drained bottle of akvavit in hand. Above him the…
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Hover & Sound – Chapter 5 (Eddie)
Now he had to go back to school. It was an imperative marching in the back of his mind: Go to school. Hire a detective. Find Alma. If only Viggo hadn’t told him they had a new lead, he could stay home and sit next to him while they played piano. They could explore music together, explore…life…together. But he had to find Alma. Some things were rules that governed the soul, and that was one of them. His sister had died years ago, before his far even got sick. They knew she was alive, but she’d been impossible to track down. Now…something had changed. Eddie intended to find…
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Hover & Sound – Chapter 4 (VJ)
“VJ.” Giani’s voice pierced through VJ’s day dreams. VJ looked up from his phone. “What?” Giani came and sat beside him. His body sunk through the couch and he rubbed his head, which was sitting a few inches out of the cushion. “Oops.” VJ Laughed. “Oops? You just figured out you’re a ghost?” “Edvard told you about Riley and Alma, didn’t he?” VJ nodded. “Ja.” “The truth is…” VJ took slow breaths. He’s messing with you. What if he wasn’t? Giani’s pause for dramatic effect lasted too long. Finally, he said with a sigh. “He was telling the truth. We have word from a school, many arrived all at once,…
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Hover & Sound – Chapter 3 (Eddie)
Eddie stared out at the green fields, trying to process that Jace — who was too young to have wanted anything close to death, or even understood what dying really meant — had tried to die. “A few months ago,” Jace said. He shrugged and ran his hand through his hair. “It was stupid.” “Jace!” How would Jace dying help Gemma? Why did Eddie think it was Jace’s job to help Gemma? Eddie put his face in his hands. Jace was allowed to want to die. His life was hard. But that didn’t mean it was a good idea to want to die. Eddie…
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Hover & Sound – Chapter 2 (VJ)
VJ was out of his mind with indecision. The last summer before Eddie’s last year of school was almost over and VJ hadn’t said anything to him. By anything, he didn’t mean it literally. He meant he hadn’t told Eddie how he felt. He hadn’t told Eddie that at some point in the past decade or so he’d fallen in love with him, fallen so madly in love and the only reason he hadn’t crossed the line was because they were family — or supposed to be at least — and what if they broke up? VJ paced the halls of Falkhus. It didn’t help that Eddie was gone all…
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Hover & Sound – Chapter 1 (Eddie)
If you would like to read the two prologues that will be published alongside Hover & Sound’s core content, please check out the links below: Prologue 1 (Edvard Sr.) Journey of an Undone Man, [Supposedly] Spooky Stories, 2020 Prologue 2 (VJ) [Supposedly] Sappy Stories, 2021 – Present day Falkhus was magical any season of the year. Set into the grasslands east of the strand, the ancient stone fortress boasted more hiding spots and odd corners than any game of seek-and-find could accommodate. The stone was age-blackened and stood out against the surrounding green fields. In the summer, vibrant pink magnolias bloomed along the causeway that stretched across the lake. During…
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The Girl from the Caves
It was a dark and stormy night. Probably-maybe. Hamish hadn’t left the barn in a couple of days, so he wasn’t entirely sure on the weather, but it may as well have been dark and stormy. Hamish felt dark and stormy, deep in his soul. An ominous scraping sound pulled his attention away from the baby rabbits he was nurturing. They scattered to the four corners of the pen and then immediately squished into the space between Hamish and the wall he leaned against. “I have to get up,” he apologized. He could hear more scraping — a wood crate sliding across a rough-hewn wood floor —…
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The Haunted Birthday
Moonlight sparkled through the glass panes of Acheron and Nell’s bedroom. For once Nell and Ach had enjoyed a night of peace and quiet. It was Nell’s birthday, and so the other parents had ensured they got a full night’s rest. They had tucked the children in before bed, and the ones sneaking out were being monitored by the other parents. It was, for lack of a better analogy, the eye of the storm. The storm — the hundreds of children that occupied Nell’s life (not all his, but more than he had ever expected) — were the storm, and this precious moment with Ach in his arms was absolute…