Missing Halloween Novels & Stories

Yet everything he tells me sounds like a promise that he won't. As I lean against the counter in the kitchen drinking tea, I watch the trees move in the wind, growing more naked by the day. It's Saturday — Halloween — and Mom is out with Perry at the store picking up a last-minute addition to his Michael Myers costume. He was going to be Iron Man until he, Harper, and I watched the Halloween movies the other night to scare him. Of course, he ended up loving it. Harper enters the main room with a hoodie and sweatpants on. A large canvas bag hangs from her shoulder, stuffed full. She spots me and comes to the counter island.

"The three of us are going to the Halloween party together. All of us, no exceptions." ***** The location of the Halloween party was in an unused building at the back of college. In this secret place, all guests were required to wear the masks provided. And since we were late, there were only three types of masks left: wolf, rabbit, and cat. Hazel took the cat mask, put the rabbit mask on me, and gave the wolf mask to Drake. Then she pulled us both into the building. This party was more like a party in nightclub, not much different. Maybe it's just different in terms of the audience, which only contains students of this college and its strange rules.

Christmas break was just around the corner. A high school group chat that had been dead for years suddenly became lively again. Messages flooded in by the hundreds within minutes. Some people talked about how excited they were to reunite, while others sighed nostalgically about how beautiful those years had been. The class president sent me a private message again, insisting that I attend no matter what. I had ignored every invitation before, but this time, I agreed. Because I wanted to see what they looked like once they failed and had nothing left.

She beamed and clapped excitedly. I groaned, " What a nightmare"" oh shush! We're going to have so much fun" she said. I scoffed, " You're going to have so much fun. Halloween isn't even till next week" I told her. She rolled her eyes and grabbed my hand, pulling me into the hallway towards the exit, " That's why we need to be prepared. Come on now my comrade, it's off to the mall!" She said in weird accent. We were entering the parking lot when I saw the state of my car. The feeling of dè ja vu hit me hard, and my chest felt tight.

Had he turned back he would have seen Patience jump up and punch the air in silent triumph. *** Agnes picked up the tale where Maud had left it. The librarian’s voice was quiet, as though she was setting a good example regarding library etiquette. As Agnes spoke, Elmo and Lucas could see that Maud’s demeanour was a mix of melancholy and wonder. ‘As Maud has already said, we celebrate our memories of Klaus every Halloween,’ she said. ‘And the anniversary has come and gone without incident until last year’s festival.’ ‘Really?’ said Elmo. ‘What happened last year?’

The two men decided to go join the game of scaring each other silly and headed down to where the rest were. A few weeks later, it was finally Halloween. All day long, there were bonfires that kept going so as darkness arrived everyone could warm up, and their way was lit with light. The only area with no fires was the haunted forest. It just so happened that the forest was damp, foggy, and had a slight mist making it even spookier. You could hear the natural screams and sounds of the animals, which added to the atmosphere.

Willow appeared out of nowhere, her eyes searching both our faces. “Nothing, just this group project that is impossible to understand.” Stephanie smiled. “You do know I can sense when someone is lying by hearing their heart beat, right?” Willow reminded. “But anyways, halloween party tonight. My mansion. Eight sharp. Attendance is mandatory,” she announced, tossing a flyer at my chest. “You have a mansion?” I asked. “You don't live more than a century without at least acquiring a few real estates. The real party starts by nine, so don't be tardy.” Willow finished with a smile.

I have no idea how Aubrey pulled it off, but she managed to get both Kanati and Huitzilopochtli to come help us track down the Riding Hoods and find our missing people. Apparently, it’s not just werewolves they’ve been taking—every supernatural race has lost members. Anywhere from one to four people per group. Something big is coming, and for once, the entire supernatural world is in agreement: the Riding Hoods have to be stopped.

The host chuckled, masking a hint of envy in her voice. "Welcome to 81.9 GistFM, I'm Aaaa-manda, and we're ready to delve into something spooky today. Though Halloween isn't here yet, we'll be discussing the supernatural, including Vampires, Werewolves, Ghosts, and even Witches. If young ones are tuned in, you might want to switch off the radio. But first, let's get down to business - do you believe in these supernatural entities? Miranda halted.

I rolled my eyes in annoyance and filled my cup with the coffee. I pretended as I really did not remember if it was halloween. Definitely, I knew it was halloween but I really never liked halloween. Halloween always dug up all the wounds I had bore years ago. And until now, things were not fine as well. Sometimes, it really felt as if I was missing a piece of me. Something that was precious but long lost. Something that makes you feel incomplete. Something that was closer to you than your beating heart.