The vampire strolled down the nursing home hallway. He wore a fuchsia polo shirt and tan khakis. A pair of brown loafers covered his bare feet. His alabaster skin gleamed under the dimmed lights, his pale beautiful face markedly outlined in a cave of black hair falling loosely to his shoulders. Most of the aged
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“The demolition crew found the corpse, right?” Detective Mike Brandon asked his partner. It was almost seven pm. “No,” Mason Phelps answered, glancing at the paperwork spread out on his desk. “Remember how the city started sending crews in to make sure a condemned house was empty of any living thing?” Mike grinned. “Yeah. That
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For Alice to stop at a yard sale was a rare event, but there was something that appealed to her about the old house down the street with the estate sale sign in the front yard. She got out of her car and milled with the scant customers there, coming upon the most remarkable phonograph
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The pain dulled after the fifth tequila shot. “Mas tequila,” Parker ordered. A skinny cadaverous faced bartender poured another shot. “What brings the senor to Guanajuato? The mummies?” “Mummies?” Parker asked. “Si, The Museum of the Mummies.” Parker shook his head no. “It’s a secret,” he whispered. “I’m on the run.” Parker held a finger
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Cottonwood, Texas 1890 The soulful cry of a whippoorwill floated on the wind. Lonnie sighed in his sleep and reached across to hold his wife only to find a vacant, cold spot. Lonnie opened his eyes. A figure holding a candle approached. “Paw Paw’s outside,” Lonnie’s ten-year-old son Jacob said. Lonnie slid from under the
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WARNING THIS SHORT STORY CONTAINS ADULT THEMES The aged car coughed and sputtered as it climbed the hill and passed through the cemetery gates. Headlight beams flowed eerily over rising ground fog and the well-kept headstones. The car continued forward until it reached the cemetery’s older section where the graves were no longer attended;
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I got a lot grief from my friends about not dating. I was a sophomore in high school, and between trying to keep my grades up and helping on the ranch, I didn’t really have time to worry about the fairer sex. My mom and dad ran a sheep ranch, which added to my friends’
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During summer break, I took a job working in our city cemetery. I mowed the grass, trimmed around headstones, and pruned. It was a hot that year, so I asked the caretaker if I could work until noon, then come back after seven p.m. He said it was A okay with him as long as
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