Doodle Halloween Novels & Stories

But even the smallest mistake can turn her life upside down right now. “Hey, Hailey,” Eve called out to me. “Yeah?” “Are you free after our classes today? Halloween’s coming and June and I decided to go shopping together. We thought you may want to come.” “Today?” Well, I guess a little shopping won’t hurt. But I wasn’t sure if I was ready to celebrate any occasion just yet. “Can we come too?” Dario says while staring at Eve with big puppy eyes. Eve didn’t take a single second before blushing out her cheeks and glared at June to help.

Zoe teased, hopping onto the bed beside her and tugging at the pillow until Chloe gave in with a reluctant grin. Melinda climbed up too, sandwiching Chloe between them like she had no escape. The air lightened in an instant, the tension, the weight of last night, even the sting of Valerius’s name seemed to fade with their laughter. Zoe stretched her arms dramatically. “Anyway…speaking of fun things. I talked to Diana yesterday.” Chloe peeked at her suspiciously. “Diana? Oh no, what is she scheming now?” Zoe grinned. “She invited us all to a Halloween theme park. You know, one of those nighttime amusement parks with the creepy haunted rides, jump scares, mazes, full-on scary season.”

This is by far the best Halloween ever. . . TBC

“Sure, what’s up?” “Halloween’s coming up and it’s really a big deal in this town. We have a full blown-out celebration filled with music, history, art, food. You name it. I was wondering if you could join our art team. We make the street signs, paint the roads, just set up the scary stuff. I could really use your paintings. You are the most gifted student I’ve ever met in this town. Please say yes,” Ms. Diaz begged. I smiled at her. “Wow, I’ve been looking for a chance to showcase my art. This is perfect. Thanks, Ms. Diaz.”

I tried to console him, “Hey, hey. Calm down, okay? It’s alright. We can always go back to the temple and get you another one.” “No! The doll and I are connected! I can feel what happens to it!” “Connected?” I cleared my throat, “Just because you’re handsome doesn’t mean I’ll believe everything that comes out of your mouth, dude.” “No! You don’t get it! I can actually feel everything that’s done to the doll!” I smiled and calmed myself before replying, “I told you the doll was weird, didn’t I? So, what happened to it?” “I gave it away. I gave it to one of the more handsome ones when we were at the park yesterday.”

He pulled out an apple and carved few little bunny out of it, like some Pinterest mom. I held the rusty-edged apple bunny like it was treasure, babbling thanks. Last stop: Carnival of Screams. Harlequin Rex, the Joker Monarch, always had the dumbest cravings. Today? Deep-fried Oreos. His laugh hit before I saw him. I handed over the snack, still hot. He whined about missing a carousel explosion because I was "late," then shoved a rainbow gift box into my arms. "For you! Surprise inside!" Yeah, hard pass. His "surprises" are either punching springs or exploding ink flowers.

Their conversations became mature very fast. “Well, I’m not in charge of it at the moment,” was his reply. “I’m sure Dylan will think of that for Halloween. He likes things like that. He went through a cosplay phase during his teens.” The memories were coming back. Dylan had loved Halloween parties because he could have a much more expensive costume than everyone else. If something involved being flashy and showing wealth, it was guaranteed to be something his cousin loved. “What did he like to cosplay?” Lucas asked as he opened the fridge.

Maebh Aisling Mullin then walked away from the scene without looking at her lover again. Ludwig watched the beautiful woman in a mustard-colored casual dress. Her auburn hair was untied, making it freely wobble side to side as she walked. And he smiled as he opened the back of the doll; a note was hidden in there. *** Rozelyn was feasting her eyes on the magnificent paintings on the wall, never mind its gore and creepiness. Romaine said this is a Halloween special edition. The art gallery was presenting some of the scariest paintings made by European artists, particularly Irish or anyone who had Irish blood.

He whines and I laugh at him. I raffles his hair and hold his face in my palms. “So… how is handsome Denzel doing today?” “I’m fine! Here….” He reaches for a drawing book next to him on the bed and shows me a page where drew…. Ah! I don’t even know what he drew! But I guess it’s some cartoons. “… Look, Anna, I drew hulk and captain America!” “Oh… “ I take a closer look and frown, why doesn’t they look like the hulk and captain America I know?

“Will you come then?" “I can-I think I can make myself less scarce.” “I would really like that.” He handed me a flyer, a yellow printed paper, crushed and rough, and it said Happy Halloween! Cassiel laughed as he took in my confused spell on my face. “Turn it around, please.” I turned it around and found that there were perfect, hand-written instructions and scribblings pertaining to an address with clear, articulate directions. It was like he wouldn’t want me to get lost ever when I was searching for him or his house. “Wow, these are so specific.”