Истории Mortuary

As the year returns back to 2013, John and Amy Melchek is preparing for the birth of their daughter, Freida in September, their work at The Lounge of Dead Blood is now limited... ...Meanwhile, rogue Vampires attempt to assert their own power, which leads to murder and mayhem. The chilling seventh sequel to "The Lounge of Dead Blood". Rated PG-13 for strong, bloody violence, sex scenes, strong, adult themes, strong, supernatural themes. Warning: FOR READERS 13 YEARS AND OVER. HAS DISTURBING IMAGERY/CONCEPTS.

By the age of nineteen, Faye de Acastre was much more familiar with scalpels and innards than any person should be, especially as a woman. Faye and her father own the only mortuary in town. The only apothecary as well. Since the death of her mother, she became her father's assistant, healing the living within the town and dissecting the dead. However, after meeting Henry Lowde, the son of one of her wealthy patients, her carefully composed world begins to crumble. She begins to sneak threads off the clothes of the cadavers in her father's shop to weave a tapestry for Henry's family, but instead sets off a series of events she cannot prevent. Thrust into a magical world within the tapestry, she must find her way out with a man as infuriating as he is charming, and destroy the prison of her own making.

From a tender age, Faith Caldas has possessed the power to glimpse through the veil between life and death. But what happens when the veil won't close? When her life hangs in the balance against the death of the only man she's ever loved? Faith and her father, Artus, have spent years searching for her lost mother in the dark streets of London's undercity. Through her father's mortuary, Faith speaks to the dear departed, using her gift to appease the dead and gain their blessing. But the Caldas's secrets can't stay hidden forever, and Faith is soon at a crossroads after the handsome Reverend Moran comes into her life, searching for answers when his aunt's body is found missing from her grave. Mystery, mistrust, and compelling principles bewitch the star-crossed pair into a dangerous, forbidden love. But the debt of sin is immeasurable. And as the deathmasks warn, none can say when the Lord will collect his due.

Moving is a hassle, especially when it's a cliché old house with an abundance of dark rooms to keep track of. Had pretty bad writers block, but anyways, happy October!

Just a bunch of random one-shot fanfics I plan on writing because I love Chiling Adventures Of Sabrina. Enjoy! Credits on the cover pic go to Kiernan Shipka (actress who plays Sabrina), from Roberto Aguirre-Sacasa's original Netflix series "Chilling Adventures of Sabrina", as well as the character's names.

I was a Mortuary Transporter. I was ok with many jobs removing bodies from homes. I have mostly removed elderly people who have just died in their sleep. It was tame and I had no problem meeting families and comforting them and helping them mourn and they were so thankful. But I had this one job that made me rethink my job, life, and faith. And if we actually die, or does our boby die with our soul trapped in the rotten corpse? Can someone possess their own body after they die? Am I dead?

A story of a night guard of the morgue of a local hospital, finds himself in the middle of a terrifying conspiracy. He obeys under the fear for his own life, but one day not being able to take it any longer, revolts. And in minutes, ends his problem with his own hands. He thinks the trouble is over, but a stranger phenomenon shakes him to the core. How will he overcome this enemy?

The mortuary stood at the edge of the city, a monolithic structure shrouded in silence and secrets. Its walls bore witness to countless stories of lives ended too soon, whispers of the unknown lingering in its dimly lit halls. For most, it was a place of closure-a final destination where the dead found rest. But for Lyra Moore, it was a labyrinth of unanswered questions, where reality blurred and darkness thrived. Lyra had taken the job at St. Helena's Mortuary hoping to leave her troubled past behind. Yet, as the nights grew longer, and the shadows deeper, she found herself ensnared by the eerie aura of the place. Strange symbols carved into bodies, cryptic whispers in the silence, and a growing sense that someone-or something-was watching. This was no ordinary mortuary. It was a threshold between the living and the dead, where every corpse held a story and every shadow concealed a secret. Lyra was about to discover that the dead don't always rest-and some secrets are buried for a reason. What began as a job to escape her own demons would soon become a descent into the unknown, where the line between life and death was as fragile as the whispers in the dark.

Welcome to a world of blood and gore, with demons and vampires and angels galore... The flu had always been a penetrable foe in the past, but the latest strain came from somewhere else. It wiped out 99% of the world's human population, leaving the remaining 1% to either drown in misery or find new hope in narcissism. Twenty years later, Elijah falls into the latter category. Having discovered that he, and only he, has the ability to draw demons out of the Possessed, he decides that he must have been chosen to lead the 'new world.' However, his attempts to bring the 'chosen few' under his wing do not go as well as he hopes. Lindsey, on the other hand, falls into a category of his own. As a vampire, death is no stranger, but given the lack of newly deads to choose from after the post-Flu population drop, avoiding starvation has become a struggle. He survives by sleeping through his days, but the arrival of a past enemy and a less-than-wise decision to help a murderer force him back onto the road. Unfortunately, he quickly discovers that the new world does not follow the same logic that it did before. TL;DR - Most of the world died from a flu pandemic so there's a post-apocalyptic type situation where demons possess people.

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Charlotte is a funeral director/mortician. She lives a lonely life, in which the only friends of hers are the dead she sees when she sleeps. At first she was a skeptic about spirits existing on earth instead of going to Purgatory, Heaven or Hell. However, her strange dreams and whispers in the night convince her that there is an afterlife. How many spirits will it take to convince her that the afterlife on earth is real? (I got the inspiration to write this after reading a majority of Caitlin Doughty's book, "Smoke Gets in Your Eyes and Other Lessons From the Crematory") ****DISCLAIMER: ALL NAMES AND EVENTS MENTIONED IN THIS STORY ARE FICTIONAL AND ANY NAMES OR PLOTLINES SHARED WITH REAL INDIVIDUALS IS NOT ON PURPOSE BUT COMPLETE ACCIDENT. THANK YOU! ****

This is a short story inspired by a Twitter convo about how to preserve dead bodies. (This is more of a humorous take than a practical guide.) Not sure what more needs to be said! 😅