Spooky Nook Hamilton Novels & Stories

They replied me in chorus," aaahn...forget that...so naive of you...don't be a kid pussy. We were all outside checking out our Halloween costumes, while doing that, Kate brought a park of Sushi out for us to share. I saw my neighbor, The Voodoo man walking towards where we were sitting. I was surprised and didn't let anyone say anything before I rushed what was in my mind.

Halloween 1986 On this special Halloween night, Sunny, James, and Rory had made plans to go to a nightclub located in Baltimore City. This nightclub was called The Golden Hammer, and it was a very fun place to be as it had big hair bands that performed rock music on stage. The Golden Hammer was a former brewery built of solid brick with high ceilings and exposed wooden beams, which gave it a really unique look. This club brought the biggest names in the music world together for packed, sweaty, and unforgettable performances. It was known for throwing spectacular Halloween parties every year, with elaborate decorations and costumes that added to the overall atmosphere. It was truly a hotspot

All I have to do is ignore them, and I'll be fine. -------------------------------- "I really hate being in the library." Hilary complained. They were sent to the library to research about the history of their town through old newspaper articles. "Shut up, and help us. Come on." Henry, her twin brother said. "Hey, guys. Look at this." Xavier found a news article dated thirty years ago." Xavier announced. Everyone gathered around him, except for Landon. "Young boy found dead at the boy's locker room?" Olga read title of the headline.

The citizens of the town took him in with the same kindness and acceptance they showed to all new creatures. Mrs. Belfry watched as the last of the townsfolk trickled into the meeting hall, before she stepped out of her yard and slowly took the steps up to the open doors herself. She looked in at her fellow creatures of Halloween. The Zombie, Mr. Shamus McLowry, with his decayed flesh and perfectly styled pompadour. Dr. Billingsly, the town’s mad scientist, with his crazed eyes and bloodied apron. Pete, the cawing raven, who owned Pete’s Sweets candy shop and employed Jack the scarecrow as a sales clerk, sat perched on a ledge in one corner of the large room. The meeting was filled with all

Piper asked, breaking the silence. "Yeah, I never even thought of that!" Willow brought out the ticket from her purse and was watching it with keen interest. "Yeah, about that! I noticed something back at home, the back of the ticket that has a skull, scratch it off" he said. "Okay, this is just a Halloween show, can we not try to make it look creepy?" Hazel asked. "Come on, it is part of the fun of it!" Piper told her as she had scratched hers off already.

Roni Thanksgiving morning Veronica woke to a familiar aroma, one she hadn't smelled in the house in years. She wasn't completely sure, but as she walked through the hallway toward the kitchen, the smell was unmistakable: honey ham. It smelled delicious. She turned the corner to see Noah in the kitchen wearing an apron and peeling potatoes. The dining table was set for two, centerpiece and all, and there were pies on the center island. "What do you think you're doing?"

Diana waved back with a smile before resuming making hot drinks. The foyer of the town hall reminded Aislen of the annual Kabramatta comic con - an overwhelmingly busy, organized chaos. There were fold out tables of supplies such as maps, radios, and first aid kits, cork boards with maps studded with different coloured pins, and white boards scrawled with updates such as: “Tree down on Haldercott Road,” and “cattle escape on Jamison.”

Too fucking bizarre to even contemplate, to even have been real. Still, it was funny, how the thin giant’s head didn’t seem nearly as large and monstrous tonight as it had when they were younger. There were other Halloween decorations on display along Brazier Drive, amid these sleeping Houses of the Holy. Richard noticed some window-cling mummies, and a bedsheet ghost in the trees. An autumn-harvest scarecrow with a pair of dullish orange pumpkins (whose fleshy insides must be turning to stringy, seeded mush with the warm September days) sat on the porch stoop next door.

Nolan and Mason kindly start the bonfire as it's beginning to get dark. Cora and Hailey collect some sticks and stick a row of marshmallows on each of them for all of us to roast over the fire. Lana and Emma pour everyone champagne; I stick with water. We share spooky stories as the night goes on. Emma is looking quite pale. 'I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep tonight after all these stories.' Emma stutters. 'I’m sure Nolan won’t mind you snuggling up to him.' Cleo giggles. 'We need some music!' Hailey slurs, stumbling to the limo, drunk.

Very good. Albrey Hamilton steps out of the room and closes the door with a loud bang. "President..." Before the crew can complete their words, the gloomy and fierce aura oozing out of Albrey Hamilton's straight and tall figure makes them unconsciously take a step back and gulp with fright. They can only lower their head and watch Albrey Hamilton leave. Albrey's assistant, Hugh, hurriedly steps forward while holding a first aid kit and a lunchbox from a three-star Michelin restaurant. "Boss..."