It starts with little things: a chess game the kids shouldn’t know how to play, a game of hide-and-seek that goes on way too long, a strange voice just below the household noise… and the missing pounds of sugar.
It sounds like child’s play. Keep Tony’s giant rag doll Mophead in your home for a week and win the £1000 bet. The trouble is, everyone who tries gets scared out of their mind. Maybe they should listen to Tony’s parting advice: “He doesn’t like to be left on his own for too long. It only makes things worse . . .”
Stuck in the same small Connecticut town that’s held him back since birth, Eddie feels like he’s going nowhere… until the prospect of making some easy money lures him out to the ‘party house’ in the woods after dark.
Aisha knows her father has been slowly fading into the grip of Parkinson’s Disease. But when he beckons her home during finals to see what he calls ‘the horse head tree’ for herself, she begins to question if something else isn’t at play.
After countless hours of dead end online dating, Veronica meets up with Sebastian at a reportedly haunted restaurant, since he knows she has a fascination with the paranormal. However, it’s the ghosts of their own pasts that threaten to destroy their budding relationship. They join forces to face what they lost one Christmas Eve, but will they survive the evil that stands between them?
Four Souls of Eve by Christa Carmen
On All Hallows’ Eve, the door between the physical and spiritual worlds dissolves, and the past quite literally returns to haunt Eve. Before this Halloween is over, she’ll wish that door had stayed shut, and the ghosts of boyfriends past had stayed dead and buried.
Jack Box by Aryan Bollinger
Raymond Fuller’s store shelves hold more than deli meat and potato chips. Raymond’s ghost lingers between the aisles, and when an old, living friend pays a visit, Ray is forced to relive the past… and payment is due.
An art history student’s obsession with a painting changes his life in the most haunting of ways.
Dead in Time by Anna Reith
Glam rock star Damon Brent was riding high when he died: fame, fortune… like, the works, baby. But, despite what the papers said, his death was no accident. Thirty years on, Damon’s back, and he was murdered – or so he says.