Candy Dealer Spooky Month Novels & Stories

It seemed that he had taken a bath in the lake. As soon as I saw the perfect body underneath his wet shirt, I was turned on. I had to turn my head away, so I didn't look embarrassed. "Marshmallows, Your Excellency?" he asked. "Yeah. The colorful candies that are lighter than clouds," Zackery said. "Your Excellency, the world is coming to an end and you want me to get your candies?" Lucas said. "Why not? It's Full Moon's Day and I'm in a festival mood," Zackery said.

‘They should rename their whole corporation Satan's-Army’ I think to myself and then chuckle at my own joke. The shelves of the store are littered with wrapping paper, red and green bows and everything, I mean everything, is themed with either santa or snowman. My annoyance grows as I go to grab a pack of oreos, which are now only available with red or green centers. Forget it! I’ll wait until January to quench my oreo craving; I’m not going to encourage these companies. I head to the refrigerated foods, only to find the premade sugar cookies are now only available in the shape of a snowman. “Craving cookies?” comes a familiar voice.

But next to it lay something else. It was a pile of ancient, weathered jewelry—gold coins from a dynasty long dead, and a single, human finger bone, wrapped in a scrap of crimson silk. Grandfather picked up the bone and sighed. "She’ll be back next year," he murmured. "They always come back when the white death arrives." I am an old man now, and I run that same shop. The mountain is still there, and the snow still falls with a vengeance. Every December, I prepare a bowl of raw rice and half a catty of raw pork. I keep a sharp cleaver and a heavy heart.

he asked. “You’re not listening!” She accused. November pinched his side. “I’m sorry!” He laughs, rubbing the spot but didn’t let go of her, “I was concentrating on your smile it affected my sense of hearing.” November rolled her eyes but her smile was giddy. Leonidas kissed her temple, “Tell me again...” he urged. “As I was saying…” November started, eyeing him, “The store owner said that we could come back here in summer because they have awesome summer festivals that we could enjoy.” November wrapped an arm around his torso as if she was seeking warmth.

It's like watching a very weird food chain in real time. “The Bloodmoon is in three days,” she says eventually, setting down her knife. “We'll need to begin preparations.” Alaric doesn't look up from his plate. “Proceed according to standard preparations.” He cuts into his food before adding, “Clara will assist.” Excuse me? Since when was I consulted to work for Bloodmoon? “Bloodmoon,” I mumble. Right. Bloodmoon. The giant wolf holiday where the moon turns magically red and everyone gathers together to thank the Moon Goddess for things.

I nodded and stood, but before I left, I glanced at my father who was staring at my now empty seat. “Thanks, dad.” With that, I left with renewed determination. »--•--« Rationality has left my system when my car parked outside Vibe. The club was definitely alive and jampacked. My eyes darted to the red neon sign of the club's name and the long line of people waiting for their turn to enter. “How are we supposed to get in there?” Lizie asked. I brought her and she brought Garret. I told them not to mention this to Derone 'cause he'll act clingy again. Plus, I'm still pissed at him for what he did last night.

"Okay I'm not sure why you sound so evil right but am not gonna ask cus I had the most evilest dream 'If that word exist' ever" " what do you mean?, Uwana, I scared you course of Halloween. You know, Halloween is only 3days away" "Urrr hallowhat now? " "Halloweeeen!! A holiday that we celebrate here in Canada... The one night you could get all the candy you can eat, the one night all kinds of monster lurk on every street... " "Ummm still don't see your point" "Oh my God! You don't know what Halloween is do you"

When Emmet answered that his favourite colour was now red, Jasper admitted that his own was now blue. When Emmet had given Halloween as his favourite holiday, explaining to Jasper that it was when people placed decorations of pumpkins and bats outside their homes and give costumed children sweets when they approach and that it was a celebration of death and all the spooky things in the shadows, the spirits of people long dead finally returning to their families, and the oncoming harshness of winter.

I needed an assistant, and I knew Hunter would be all too happy that it was someone from his pack. But before I could offer her anything, I had to speak to him first. We found the box of decorations and Miss Sally’s old lab skeleton she kept around specifically for Halloween and dragged it all out to the front of the store. We waved at the people walking by as we set up and started to build the window scene. It was nice to have the company to help me and by the time we were done and stood back to look at our creation I was feeling happy.

But I had to find the sheriff of Westview and hope he would be as helpful as ours. There were signposts of the blood moon all over the street when I entered the main town area, and children were running around in Halloween costumes and red Shinobi Shōzoku. The blood moon seemed to be a day of a massive festival in Westview, and I noticed they had already started a carnival for it. The houses that didn’t have signposts about the blood moon had posters of Yarikh the moon god. “Hey, you don’t look like you’re from around here,” an elderly lady inquired with a sunny smile as she walked towards me. “What’s your name?”