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Ghostly Intentions
Ghostly Intentions
Ghostly Intentions
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Ghostly Intentions

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Sometimes the horrors you know are better than the secrets in the dark.

 

A fantasy haunted house novella.

 

Millie has convinced Thulamor to return to the mansion where he was born and confront his shadowed past. Sold into slavery as a baby by his own parents, Thulamor would rather burn it all to the ground.

 

She convinces him to find answers to the questions he has so that he can move on. After all, she has been talking to ghosts all of her life, and has a ghost companion. She knows what can happen to a soul that can not let go of the past.

 

But the secrets they find inside the house are darker than any of them could have imagined.

 

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LanguageEnglish
PublisherCrissy Moss
Release dateMar 1, 2022
ISBN9781386086321
Ghostly Intentions
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Crissy Moss

Crissy Moss is an author of multiple short stories and three fantasy novels, you can find more about her at CrissyMoss.com. Crissy Moss grew up in the rural California foot hills entertaining herself by playing with the dogs, cats, chickens, ducks and geese that lived on the family farmstead. Since then she’s lived in four states, and traveled to most of the lower 48 meeting people from every background. Today she makes her home in Washington near the bustling city of Seattle. She loves the rain, warm fires, and sipping coco. She also loves to dive into fantasy books filled with magic and mayhem.  She started writing when she was seven years old, publishing her first essay in 1995. It was an interesting time as websites started offering more content. First newspapers, then magazines, and finally books became easier to get online. And in the midst of it all writers had to adapt, too. Her writing is eclectic, ranging from fantasy and sci-fi to a bit of horror and paranormal. But she always endeavors to spin an interesting yarn.  She has also been a co-host on podcasts like Self Publishing Round Table, Story Telling Podcast, and the Bradbury Challenge.  She currently has several short story collections and books available on Amazon and dabbles in art. Follow her on twitter at @crissymoss or on Twitch where you might catch her writing. 

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    Ghostly Intentions - Crissy Moss

    Mansion

    Thulamor strode up to the decrepit mansion as though he owned it, and walked right through the door. Then again, it was likely he did own it. No one had been able to find his parents, and the men who bought Thulamor did not own him, or his property, legally. Millie hoped that no one ever found his parents, especially Thulamor. It wouldn’t go over well.

    What is this place? Millie whispered.

    My childhood, he said.

    He didn’t wait for her, striding forward into the miasma of broken wood and cobwebs. The webs brushed across the top of his head, clinging to his pointed ears, and dragging along his clothing, but he didn’t move to brush them away. Didn’t flinch when the dirt fell from above. Didn’t brush away the flies that came to land on him. This was as he expected, as he lived once and fully believed he would return to.

    This isn’t home, Millie said, touching his arm.

    This touch, the warm embrace of a friend, the soft touch of a woman, he flinched from. He jerked his arm away from Millie, and sneered at her.

    Don’t be so familiar, he said. This place might make you feel uncomfortable, but this is where I grew up. This is the life I lived. This is what created me. Better to understand that now if you’re so intent on saving me.

    He turned, walking deeper into the complex. Millie started after him, but stopped short when she felt a familiar hand on her shoulder.

    Let him go, love, Heralde said.

    I can’t let him go on like this, she said.

    The ghostly apparition shook his head. You can’t save him, Millie. You aren’t the cause of his demons. Only he can cast them out.

    Then why am I here? Why put me in his life, and drag me out into the god forsaken abyss if I can’t do anything to help him?

    I didn’t say you aren’t helping him, I just said you can’t drag him forward. You are a light in the darkness, a path he can choose to take. But the choice is ultimately his.

    Millie bit her lip, looking back and forth between her ghostly companion and the dark elf. What choice did she have left?

    Steeling herself for the inevitable emotions about to assault her, she followed after Thulamor.

    She tried not to touch anything. Even the slimy touch of disembodied emotions slithering through the ruins was enough to send her skin crawling. She didn’t want to even imagine what touching it would do to her.

    Thulamor, wait up!

    But he didn’t wait. She could hear his footsteps disappearing into the distance.

    Can you keep an eye on him for me, Heralde?

    Heralde disappeared.

    Millie shivered, now completely alone in the abandoned hovel that had been Thulamor’s home, if you could call it a home. It didn’t matter, nothing mattered except Thulamor and saving him from the life that had been inflicted upon him. Not even Heralde had been able to change her mind.

    She picked her way across the room, pulling up her skirts to avoid the majority of the dirt and grime, keenly aware that there might be eyes watching her. But there were always eyes watching.

    The first time a ghost had smiled down on her in her crib she hadn’t known the maid was an apparition. When she reached up to be held, the ghost smiled sadly at her, and moved to pat her on the head. Millie felt nothing but cold air passing over her.

    It never frightened her. Most of the apparitions she saw were simply lost, and very few of them actually saw her. Many were just stuck in a loop, repeating a moment

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