Candy Dealer Spooky Month Novels & Stories

WITH ONLY one day left to Halloween, the people of Cape Cod were already setting into the mood of the Oktoberfest event. House yards were filled with spooky figures like white cloths to represent ghosts and the jack-o'-lanterns of course. Jake had stashed the book inside a compartment in his room, hoping the degenerate creatures of the dark would not find it. Certainly, there had to be a way to destroy all of them with the book and not just lifting it up in front of them when they showed up.

I found his humor comforting and a bit of a relief from my anxiety. We visited a Halloween exhibition at the Botanica Gardens in the city center. Tenants were busy setting up their booths. They were filled with various spooky-themed products: candy stands, clothing stands, hat stands, accessories stands, uniquely flavored drinks stands, snacks stands, and even a tok figure stand. The spooky Halloween atmosphere was complemented by the warmth of the falling maple leaves. My eyes were spared by the orange and black, with no flashy colors. It would have been more striking at night because the lights installed behind the pumpkins' eyes and other ornaments would have dispelled the darkness.

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It was the one day of the year when chaos was not just allowed—it was encouraged. Halloween at BuyMore. A glorious mess of polyester wigs, dollar-store capes, and enough glitter to haunt the breakroom floor until Christmas. Every year, corporate sent a halfhearted “costume guidelines” memo that no one read, and every year the staff outdid themselves in terms of creativity, sarcasm, and absolute disregard for dignity.

Acting like his text hadn't gutted me. "Actually, I might skip the gingerbread thing. I have some work emails I need to catch up on." "Maya. No. You're not spending your vacation doing work. That's literally against the rules." Sophie grabbed my hand. "Come on. It'll be fun. And Dad makes the best gingerbread. He has this secret spice mixture that's amazing." Of course he did. Because Derek had to be perfect at everything, making it that much harder to get over whatever this was.

He was soon getting the hang of the cocktail shaker and started to show off like he was a mixologist in the Vegas club scene. I laughed at his playful nature and then scanned the room. “Why is it so busy tonight?” I complained to Ryan as I smashed up large clumps of ice with a scoop. “This place is always pumping the weekend before a full moon. All the wolves are getting revved up for it and want to party hard before the pack run. All the bars shut early on full moon evenings, and most of the pack meets up at the pack house before they go for a run,” he informed.

He looked at me worriedly, but he could not hide his excitement that this could be my time. “You worry too much, darling.” Mom chimed in, bringing some of her special lemon cupcakes. The refreshing scent of the pastry made me hungry, so I got up right away to get two as soon as she placed the tray on the center table. “It’s a full moon tomorrow night, so expect your kids to be bitey,” she winked at me. “Mom,” I groaned, my eyebrows snapping together, hating the joke. I took a bite of the cupcake, not smiling.

Delice beat Zezi to asking that question and Laura turned to her with annoyance. "Are you dumb, Delice?" A pained look flashed in her eyes. "Well, Laura, I heard it some days at the market that---" "The Scare Season is approaching. They are selling the costumes. What better stories can they spread if not stories about the Volakys?" Laura cupped Delice's face between her palms. "If the dog is stupid, I don't expect you to be too, Royal Adviser. Come on, Delice, you are better than this."

Adan When everyone was seated, I took a moment to tell them what had happened at the Snow Warrior Pack, and everyone gasped. “You have a right to know.” I sighed. “The Blood Moon is tomorrow, and the preparations can’t wait. Men, lock up your daughters, wives, and Mates. As you all know, every unmated wolf will be in heat during the three days of the Blood Moon. It’s our Mating Ritual and those eligible are free to indulge, but I don’t want there to be any mistakes. During the Blood Moon, wolves are delirious with want and need and will take any unmated wolf they see, so protect your families.” I looked over the Pack. “Those of you with cottages in the village, make sure every house is secur

Declan's mouth watered as his eyes smiled at the food on the food cart. I don't know how the fuck he could be hungry with the whole place smelling like inside a rotting corpse. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up when I heard the carnival anthem playing. "Step right up! Step right up! Zombies and ghouls, banshees and golems!" A fat clown announced as his crooked lips fester into a frightening frown. We paused as he continued. "Step right up and try something new! That's right folks, we're tasting new things today." It pointed at us. I jumped to the side, making sure his nasty finger was pointing directly at Declan.