Greetings and Happy Halloween, honored guests. In celebration of the day, I have two installments of our prompt to offer, one this morning and one tonight, as you set out to trick or treat.

May your visits to a stranger’s house provide more treats than our unwitting victims have experienced thus far. Or tricks, if that is what you prefer.

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Today’s guest is Noree Cosper, the author of Prescription for Delirium. If you have not had the chance to happen by her blog, she is providing us with Ghost Stories. (One of which I happened to pen.) Be certain to check in with the others if you have not yet as well…

Now, regale us a tale, Noree…

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A House on a Hill

8542684137_799d26408a_zThe car couched, sputtered, and died halfway up the tiny mountain road. Muriel chewed her lip and glanced at Dan. He muttered at he turned the key to only the sound of a whining engine.

“Well, what now?” she asked.

He peered out the window. “I see lights down there.”

She sighed and buttoned her coat up. “A Honeymoon in Romania was such an excellent idea.”

“Don’t start.” He climbed out the door and slammed it behind him.  She had no choice but to follow.

The branches slapped against her face as she stumbled along behind her husband in the dark forest. His flashlight shone a pale light on the trunks. The break in the tree line came suddenly and Muriel looked around with her mouth agape. A stone wall stretched up above her with iron rail on top of it. Dan stood in front of an iron gate. A shield with two crossed swords, an ornate cross, and the letters VH hung in the center. Dan pressed the buzzer on the left and the gate swung open with a metallic creak.

“Come on, honey,” Dan took her hand and led her down the gravel path.

The house rose up before them as they reached the top of the small hill. Two towers spiraled up fiver stories on both ends of the three story mansion. It looked sinister in the shadows of the night. A few lights were lit on the first floor, but only dark void beckoned behind the glass on the upper floors. Muriel expected more of an overgrown feel, but the lawn was immaculately cut and the hedges trimmed.

This is just like those old horror shows, Muriel thought. I’m sure Morticia Addams is gonna open the door.

However, a boy opened the door at Dan’s knock. His cinnamon hair came to his chin, in need of a good cut. Muriel never liked long hair on boys. It always looked unkempt. His face was smooth and he had an easy smile. He wore a gray t-shirt and a pair of blue jeans and held a bowl of popcorn in his hand. The other he held behind his back.

“Buna Seara,” he said with a thick accent.

“Hi.” Dan raised his voice and slowed his speech. “Do you speak English?”

The boy stared at him a few minutes, his smiled spreading a little wider. “Yes.”

Was there something wrong with this kid? Muriel wondered. And why did he keep his hand behind his back?

Dan let out a breath of relief. “Wonderful. Our car broke down and we were wondering if we could use your phone?”

“No cell phone?” The boy asked. “I thought all you Americans had one.”

Dan pulled his from his pocket. “Battery’s dead.”

The boy jerked his hand from his back and towards them. Drops of cold liquid hit Muriel in the face and she closed her eyes instinctively.

The boy studied them for a moment and nodded. “Welcome to the Van Helsing Estate. I’m Tres. The phone’s in the foyer.”

“What the hell?” Dan sputtered.

Tres shrugged. “There’s a lot of vampires. You can’t be too careful.”

 

A Prescription for Delirium

Prescription for Delirium, A - Noree CosperNinety years ago, Gabriella di Luca promised to protect the family of her dying lover. She failed to keep that promise.  She was too far away to stop the devil that murdered the eldest Van Helsing son. Years later, Gabby learns the devil has resurfaced. She arrives in Hampton, TX, determined to stop the devil before it can lay a bloody hand on the remaining three brothers.

However, madness is spreading through Hampton. She suspects the devil is using this madness to test a drug which has a side effect of demonic possession.  Gabby rushes to end the source of the madness only to fall victim to it. For a woman cursed with eternal life, dying is no threat. However, Gabby must stop the devil’s plot or risk losing her most precious possession: her mind.

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About Noree Cosper

NoreeNoree Cosper loves writing about magic in the modern world. While growing up in Texas she constantly searched for mystical elements in the mundane. She buried her nose in both fiction and books about Wicca, Religion, and Mythology. Everyday became an adventure as she joined a group of role-players, acting out her fantasies of vampires, demons, and monsters living in the world.

She embraced her nerdom wholeheartedly.

Noree grew, but never left her love for fantasy and horror. Her dreams pushed her and her hand itched to write the visions she saw. So, with her fingers on the keys, she did what her heart had been telling her to do since childhood. She wrote.

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