A collection of short stories with elements of the paranormal.
Marissa St James
Lady In Black A small group of men are targeted for an incident that happened during their school days.
The Haunting of Cordelia A ghost town figures in rectifying the past.
Wizards, Dragons, Popcorn Strings Property ownership comes into question, as does Karen's past. What does her late grandfather have to say?
Always And Forever Forever can be a long time when love can't be acknowledged.
More offerings of shorter stories, and a couple flash fiction help to round out and entertain in this paranormal collection.
"There have been at least three deaths - that we know of. Several more men are missing from the village."
"Considering your wild coast, have you given thought to the possibility it could be smugglers? There's good money to be made in contraband. Say ... good French Brandy?" Justin wanted to eliminate as many possibilities as he could before he took up the journey to the coast. He had a feeling the answers he needed wouldn't be found there.
The coastal villages within his district managed to survive, thanks in part to the money they made from salvaged goods that managed to find their way to shore. Giles tended to turn a blind eye to it, as long as they didn't try to deliberately run ships aground for their cargo. He knew only too well what the excise men would do - take it all in the name of the queen and make a profit for themselves.
"You would think of that," Giles said with a wistful glance at his empty glass.
Justin took the hint and refilled the snifters. "Have you spoken with your local authorities?" he asked. He raised the glass, closed his eyes and inhaled the bouquet before sipping.
"They won't admit it, but they're terrified. They blame it on the lady of the moors. She's also known as the lady in black."
"Some local maid?"
"Aye. Local. For the last several hundred years."
"Ugh. And here I thought I might find some comely miss rather than a decrepit old hag!" Justin laughed.
"Those who have seen her say she is the loveliest woman ever, although quite perilous. To see her is an omen of death."
"You believe that?"
Giles bowed his head and nodded. "Too many things of late..."
"And you want me to find her." It wasn't a question.
"If it's a pretty woman, and she's at all real, you'll find her if anyone can!" Giles frowned. "But I don't want any harm to come to you."
"Nice of you to worry, old chap. But, I haven't said I'd go - yet." His grin widened to show even white teeth. "But what is your interest in this?" he asked, glancing down at a letter on the desk.
Giles gazed out into the storm with unfocused eyes. "I saw her, Justin. I'm under her curse."