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The Candle

CharlesHowardAuthor

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Parts 10
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Reads 70
Votes 7
Parts 10
Time 1h 32m

CharlesHowardAuthor

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The wax is Its prison. The fire is Its savior. And you are Its puppet.

Lighting a candle. That's all that Stephen did. Now he is under the spell of a creature he doesn't understand, and nobody else can see. He doesn't always have control of his body. And strange disappearances are leading him to the conclusion that he isn't safe to be around.

Is Stephen going crazy? Or is there really a creature inside the wax? And if there is, how can he escape?

The Candle is a Lovecraftian horror story with an edge of humor. If you love gripping prose, strange twists and terrifying creatures, you will love this tale from the mind of Charles Howard.

Buy your copy and read the shocking conclusion.All Rights Reserved

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Creepypastas

You are home alone, and you hear on the news about the profile of a murderer who is on the loose. You look out the sliding glass doors to your backyard, and you notice a man standing out in the snow. He fits the profile of the murderer exactly, and he is smiling at you. You gulp, picking up the phone to your right dialing 911. You look back out the glass as you press the phone to your ear, and notice he is much closer to you now. You then drop the phone in shock. There are no footprints in the snow... It's his reflection. The story is called Home Alone. These are just some Creeypasta's. These Creepypastas do not belong to me, all rights reserved to the rightful owners. Read them if you want, I don't care.