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Forever Mine – The Eternal Short Story
Forever Mine is a new fantasy-based series that has no end. This story aims to involve readers’ participation. You can call it a story for readers written by readers. Each chapter is exactly 1,500 words and must follow the story prompt outlined in the plot, feedback, and comments. Each week a new chapter is created…
The Pallid One – Walking the Lifeline
When I was a little boy I ran almost naked in the rain. Crossing streams of water filled with small fishes and tadpoles. I never paid attention to their tiny tails and how they depended on them to move forward, but when they got older, these tadpoles discovered feet and dumped their now useless tails….
The Weeping Willow
I grew up in a small town where people living closely took turns putting on musical displays. Not that there was a written agreement, or even spoken, it just grew into their customs. Sunday evenings were my mother’s turn when old and young folks would jive into her collection. One of her favorite songs was…
Train Spirits – New Short Story Collection by Jean Seale
Top storyteller, Jean Seale, has released a new ghost collection of short stories entitled Train Spirits. The eBook brings together a series of horror and spirit encounters with mysterious and supernatural spawns. Containing more than 15 train stories, the collection takes readers on a train ride spanning renowned cities across the globe. The book is published…
Welcome to Train Spirits Forums – Hiring Forum Posters
It’s all about ghosts, you, and money. Train Spirits Forum is unique and new in the way it rewards contributors for talking about ghosts and spirits. If you have ever seen a ghost or heard about one, this is where you should be. First things first, it is much more than just a forum. It…
The Indian Rider
Sometimes the rains come in April, filling the millions of crevices that the earth had opened, dying of thirst. Then thousands of seeds buried beneath the surface, burst to life, flooding the air with their sweet fragrances. Yet, always on the first day of May, as if nature had its own May Day. And all…
The Next-Door Neighbor
She thrust the hot wire in Randall’s nose and he screamed horrifyingly, as smoke and blood poured out of his nostril. She watched him patiently as he kicked and frothed from his mouth. She twisted the wire from left to right, pushed it back in, then twisted it again. When she felt that the wire…