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The Keen family had always been outcasts, living on the fringes of society in a ramshackle cabin deep in the woods. Elijah Keen, a towering man with a perpetual scowl etched into his weathered face, worked sporadically as a logger when his drinking didn't interfere. His wife, Meredith, was a wisp of a woman, her once-vibrant spirit crushed under the weight of Elijah's fists and her own addiction to prescription pills. Their sons, Ed and Bubba, grew up in a world of shadows and silence, learning early on that the safest course was to make themselves invisible. They became experts at reading the signs-the slight tremor in their father's hands that signaled an impending rage, the glassy look in their mother's eyes that meant she'd retreated into her pharmaceutical haze. The night of their parents' death began like so many others-with the acrid smell of cheap whiskey and the sound of breaking glass. But there was something different in the air, a tension that crackled like electricity before a storm. "You think you're better than me, don't you?" Elijah's voice boomed through the cabin, slurred but no less menacing. Meredith's laugh was hollow, devoid of any real mirth. "Better? We're both in this hellhole together, aren't we?" The boys, huddled in their shared bedroom, exchanged glances. This wasn't the usual script. Their mother rarely fought back. "You want out?" Elijah's voice dropped to a dangerous growl. "I'll give you a way out." The sound of a drawer being yanked open made Ed's blood run cold. He knew what was in that drawer-their father's prized possessions, a pair of antique revolvers passed down through generations of Keens. "Elijah, what are you doing?" Meredith's voice held a note of fear now. "We're gonna play a game, Mer. Winner takes all." Ed and Bubba crept to their bedroom door, cracking it open just enough to peer into the dimly lit living room. Their father stood swaying, a revolver in each hand. Their mother sat on the threadbare couch, her eyes wide with a mix of terror and drug-induced confusion. "Pick one," Elijah said, holding out the guns. Meredith's hand trembled as she reached for the revolver on the left. Elijah's lips curved into a cruel smile as he kept the other for himself. "Now, we each take a turn. If you're so eager to leave me, here's your chance." What happened next seemed to unfold in slow motion. Meredith, her eyes suddenly clear and filled with a lifetime of pain and resentment, raised the gun to her temple. The boys wanted to scream, to run out and stop her, but fear kept them rooted to the spot. The click of the hammer echoed in the silence. Meredith pulled the trigger. The gun roared, and a spray of crimson painted the wall behind her. Her body crumpled to the floor like a marionette with its strings cut. Elijah stood frozen, his face a mask of shock. Then, as if moved by some unseen force, he raised his own gun. "No!" Ed's scream came too late. The second shot was somehow louder than the first. Elijah's massive frame toppled backward, crashing through the rickety coffee table. The silence that followed was deafening. The acrid smell of gunpowder mixed with the metallic tang of blood, creating a nauseating cocktail that would haunt the boys' nightmares for years to come. Slowly, as if in a trance, Ed and Bubba emerged from their room. The scene before them was like something out of a horror movie-their parents' bodies sprawled in grotesque poses, blood pooling on the worn floorboards. Bubba was the first to break. He fell to his knees, retching violently. Ed stood paralyzed, his mind refusing to process the carnage before him. As the initial shock began to wear off, a new, terrifying reality set in. They were alone now, truly alone in a world that had never shown them much kindness. And they had two bodies to deal with.
A Boston Globe Best Nonfiction Book of 2011 Celebrated as one of the most poignant stylists of his generation, André Aciman has written a luminous series of linked essays about time, place, identity, and art that show him at his very finest. From beautiful and moving pieces about the memory evoked by the scent of lavender; to meditations on cities like Barcelona, Rome, Paris, and New York; to his sheer ability to unearth life secrets from an ordinary street corner, Alibis reminds the reader that Aciman is a master of the personal essay.
For centuries, ghost stories were part of an oral tradition, often involving a storyteller reciting the spooky tale before a fire on a chilly winter night. During the 1800s, as magazine production and literacy became more widespread, reading ghost stories rose in popularity. However, many authors attempted to preserve on paper the experience of listening to an account of the supernatural. Harriet Beecher Stowe, Mary E. Wilkins, E. Nesbit, Ambrose Bierce, Edith Wharton, M.R. James, and many others put their creative stamps on this distinctive tradition. Echoing Ghost Stories: Literary Reflections of Oral Tradition showcases such tales, establishing their fascinating place within the wider genre of the Victorian ghost story.
Haunted Reflections: Whispers from the Other Side What if the ghosts were the storytellers? S.B. Fates invites you into a world where the dead have unfinished business, and the living are mere players in their ethereal dramas. In this chilling anthology, spirits bound to crumbling mansions and suburban homes alike reveal their tragic histories and eternal struggles. A remorseful butler tends to an abandoned estate, while a vengeful entity manipulates mirrors to ensnare unsuspecting souls. A ghostly composer possesses the living, desperate to complete his magnum opus from beyond the grave. As the veil between past and present blurs, these spectral narrators grapple with isolation, redemption, and the complexities of human nature that persist even in death. Their stories will challenge everything you thought you knew about what it means to be haunted. Fans of sophisticated horror in the vein of Shirley Jackson and Henry James will find themselves captivated by Fates' evocative prose and masterful plotting. This is not just another ghost story-it's a journey into the very essence of the supernatural. Will these restless spirits find peace, or are they doomed to relive their torment for eternity? Step into the shadows and experience the afterlife through the eyes of the haunted. Get your copy of "Haunted Reflections" today and prepare for a reading experience that will linger long after the final page is turned.
In the beginning, a scarecrow made his own history, like a symbol that everyone sees year-around (like Halloween) placed in the middle of surrounding pumpkins and flames all around but never hurting the scarecrow. At the end, two different species-a goblin and a troll-made their own history as well. Keeping the scarecrow strong and their willpower intact, so nobody can erase all three of their history, in which no one can change.
Another Friday night, another trip through a potentially haunted house. Shay's not a believer, but she's willing to help her best friend, Max, with their amateur ghost hunting show. Little does she know she is about to be thrown into a world of witches and dangerous spirits.With newly discovered abilities, Shay finds that she can both see and touch spirits. The downside is, the ghosts can touch her back, and it seems that they'll do anything to get a hold of her.She was never much of a ghost hunter. How will she do when she is the one being hunted?Grave Reflection is the first book of Ghost Punch, an exciting paranormal series full of mystery and action!
Whether they are bumping about our attics, hitchhiking on a moonlight road, or fraternizing with our reflections, ghosts tantalize us with their secrets." --Leslie Rule Meet Leslie Rule-America's real-life ghost hunter with a penchant for sharing authentic, spine-tingling stories of the paranormal. The Gallup Organization reports that more than 32 percent of Americans have seen a ghost. More than half the population believes in the spiritual, cosmic, or supernatural. To Leslie Rule, such revelations come as no surprise. Rule has spent more than a decade researching specters and spirits and has chronicled her ghostly tales in three previous titles, Coast to Coast Ghosts, Ghosts Among Us, and When the Ghost Screams. Inside Ghost in the Mirror, Rule documents more than dozens of stories of paranormal apparitions that reveal themselves on the other side of the looking glass. Rule's painstaking archival research presents factual clues to each haunting, along with her own dramatic black-and-white photographs that capture the eerie unrest of the scenes she explores.
Arcanium's fun and games until someone takes it all away. Neve's getting into the creepy, sexy spirit of demon hands in inappropriate places—claws, teeth and an incubus who agrees to just date for a while. Despite her initial trepidation, the dark circus of Arcanium is growing on her. But Arcanium's a slice of heaven meant to be a hell, and a demon sneakier and more powerful than Bell Madoc slithers into the circus with his eye fixed on Neve for his own. When he tears everything away from Bell, leaving him weak in the wake, the entire cast and crew land in a new Arcanium with a new Master who has much darker intentions for its inhabitants. A stadium with glass rooms for display... Leather and metal stained with blood... A horde of monsters who have been waiting for Arcanium to fall... And a red-skinned, black-hearted demon who lusts for his new pet's pleasure and pain...
“When I was between the ages of five and eight, my sister and I slept in a large attic bedroom. At nightfall the room was filled with gypsies who glided around in clusters. They wore colorful thin flowing dresses and rummaged greedily through my drawers and books as if they would steal everything. I lay in bed as stiff as a board, trying to will myself invisible, praying they would not notice me looking . . . Daylight obliterated the gypsies, rendering them as thoroughly insubstantial as they had been real in the dark. I had a vague understanding that my vision was private, so I never told my family what I saw.” So began Corinne May Botz’s fascination with the invisible, a phenomenon that has profoundly influenced her approach to photography in style and subject matter. For more than ten years, she searched for ghost stories in buildings across the United States. She ventured into these haunted places with both camera and tape recorder in hand; her photographs, accompanied by first-person narratives, reveal a rare glimpse into American interiors, both physical and psychological. This book includes more than eighty haunted buildings, from the legendary to the ordinary, including Edgar Allan Poe’s house in Baltimore, a New Jersey tavern, and a Massachusetts farmhouse, a log cabin in Kentucky, and a number of private residences. The text includes ghost stories told to the author by those who lived through the moving rugs, creaking floors, apparitions, disappearing—and reappearing—objects, cries in the night, mysteriously burning candles, and other unexplained occurrences.