The Halloween Infusion

9 of 13 Before Halloween The clinic waiting room was decorated with plastic spiders and orange twinkle lights. Alex almost laughed at the juxtaposition, seeking relief from treatment-resistant depression surrounded by fake cobwebs and grinning jack-o’-lanterns. They’d tried everything else first. Seven different antidepressants over four years. Therapy: CBT, DBT, EMDR, all the acronyms. Exercise. Meditation. Supplements. Light boxes. That… Continue reading The Halloween Infusion

The Regeneration Project

8 of 13 Before Halloween The rain came down in sheets as six figures emerged from their limousines outside the unmarked facility. Halloween night, and here they were, summoned by the mysterious Dr. Seraphina Oleander to tour what she’d promised would be “the future of regenerative medicine.” Colonel Margaret Ashford arrived first, her military bearing unmistakable despite her civilian clothes.… Continue reading The Regeneration Project

The Closet Council

7 of 13 Short Stories Before Halloween The scratching started at 2:47 AM. Cassandra had heard it before, soft, insistent, like fingernails on wood, but tonight it was louder, more urgent. She pulled her blanket tighter and stared at her closet door, the only shadow in her moonlit bedroom that seemed to breathe. “Not tonight,” she whispered. “Please, not tonight.”… Continue reading The Closet Council

The Misfit House Halloween

Home is where the weirdos are (6 of 13 for Halloween) Amy clutched the last cardboard box labeled “Kitchen Stuff” and surveyed their new room. It was smaller than the pictures suggested, but the rent was cheap enough that neither she nor Ash were complaining. “Is that a wolf?” Ash stood frozen in the doorway, staring at the massive gray… Continue reading The Misfit House Halloween

A Clay Pot’s Last Journey

5 of 13 for Halloween Maya had learned long ago not to mention the voices to anyone who mattered. People were charmed when she seemed to know exactly what they needed, attributing it to intuition rather than the whispered suggestions from Mrs. Chen, who’d run the laundromat for forty years before her heart gave out. She still liked to help.… Continue reading A Clay Pot’s Last Journey

Broom for Improvement

Supernatural Side Hustle (4 of 13) I’m writing this for those with a permanent side hustle — I see your hard work and I thank you for the deliveries you’ve made. I’m sorry for answering the door in my pajamas and without a bra. In my defense, those things are torture devices. Thank you. The notification chimed on Wren’s phone… Continue reading Broom for Improvement

Haint Party, Chapter 5

Mabel’s Market I trusted Spencer to arrange the car pickup, so we flowed out of the restaurant but stayed under the awning as we searched for our driver. Lizzie spied that our driver had been held up down the block by someone wanting to park parallel. They were reportedly ancient so it was going to be a while. We ran… Continue reading Haint Party, Chapter 5

The Familiar Stranger

3 of 12 Spooky Stories for Halloween Sorry this one is a little late. I had a fun treatment yesterday that made me so sick. I crashed early and am still currently in my pajamas. Ugh…but, the story for yesterday is a good one. I love black cats and witchy fun moments. Tonight’s story might be in a similar vein.… Continue reading The Familiar Stranger

The Breakup Coach

Love Bites (And So Do I) Inspired by the girls from the Lonely Girls Co-Op, this is #2 of 13 before Halloween. Dr. Vivian Cross had been a breakup coach for thirty-seven years, which was impressive considering she looked thirty-two and had actually been alive since the Crimean War. The “Dr.” was honorary. She’d attended medical school in 1889, but… Continue reading The Breakup Coach