It's the most wonderful time of the year...for revenge.
Halloween is a time for tricks, mayhem and murder. This collection of macabre tales follows the wronged as they seek retribution for the crimes against them. By whatever means necessary.
Read the deliciously dark stories from S. K. Gregory, Ashley Brion, R Jaye, N. D. Testa, DJ Shaw, P. G. Forte & Kat Gracey.
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This collection contains my short story, Hungry Heart:
An Oberon Halloween Story
Cara Matthews is trouble--with a capital T. That's one thing that pretty much everyone in Oberon can agree on--parents, teachers, other students, her on-again-off-again boyfriend, Seth Cavanaugh.
Well, if you give a dog a bad name he--or she--will probably live up to it, right?
This Halloween, after one insult too many, Cara's hellbent on wreaking revenge--no matter who gets hurt in the process.
Excerpt from Hungry Heart:
Stealing things usually makes me feel better—I don’t know why, it just does. That’s why it’s such a hard habit to break. Except, right now, it’s not helping at all.
As I push through the doors and head out into the night I still feel like shit. That’s all on account of Seth, and I’m so fucking tired of it that I want to scream. So, the hell with forgiving and forgetting. Fuck being nice. Fuck starting over. Fuck trying again. This is the last time Seth Cavanaugh is ever gonna make me cry. The. Very. Last. Time. This time, I’m gonna get even with the prick. And I know just how I’ll do it.
Over the next couple of weeks, I work on my plan every chance I get. I even go so far as to write the steps down, using sparkly, colored ink and a notebook I swiped for just this purpose. It’s a really good notebook, by the way; one of those chunky, bespoke junk journals that are almost too pretty to write in.
Most of the pages are blank, but some have mystical designs stamped onto them, or sigils, or inspirational quotes sketched in the margins. There are pockets glued in, seemingly at random, that hold oracle cards, or odd foreign coins, or packets of incense. You can tell that someone spent literally hours handcrafting it. If I’d resold it, unused—which I totally could have done—I’ve been able to eat for about a month on the proceeds But, instead, I’m using it. Every day. So, that tells you how serious I am about this.
It’s Halloween-themed, too, which makes it perfect for the season. It’s all creepy and dark, with a spooky vibe that I was immediately attracted to. It quickly becomes my very favorite possession. There was a handwritten note that came with it that described how to activate its magic. But I don’t believe in that stuff, so I didn’t bother to keep it.
I think it was probably intended to be used as a grimoire—something to write spells in, or curses, or shit like that. But, I figure revenge is kind of like a curse, so it all fits. It’s almost like it was meant to be.
Which, oddly enough, is exactly what I thought when I first saw it—that it was meant to be mine; that I was meant to have it; that, together, we would be invincible. Ridiculous, right? But working with it makes me feel powerful.