Shadowed Stories

Anna couldn't be more terrified when she realizes that she has a ghost. And the worst part is, she can't help but fall for that ghost, even if no one else can see him.

I'm being followed. I'm 16 years old, and people want me dead. Life wasn't always this hectic. See, my school year started off normally; boring as hell. Until this new kid in my biology class started acting weird. I guess I should mention I'm not exactly your normal 16 year old boy. I like rock music, and I have black hair and green eyes. Pretty normal right? Wrong. My roommate and I are dragons. Anyway, I found out the new guy from my biology class, Damian, works for a secret government dept. specalizing in paranormal activity. Guess who they blackmailed into being their newest secret agent? Life's hard enough trying to win over the one girl I like, survive my roommate's dramatics, AND juggle flying into active volcanoes whenever John (the head of the paranormal activity dept.) wants me to locate some new energy crystal. The only problems is, until a while ago, I thought Borgos (my roommate) and I, were the last of our kind... Everyone else who's like me was killed in an explosion when I was just a baby... but something's not quite right anymore... they're hiding something, I know they are. Something isn't quite right in the deptartment of paranormal activity...something's happening. Something big. Bigger than me, or Borgos, and maybe even the entire world and... ...I think it's up to me to find out just what it is. I'm sure you're probably wondering who I am right now. Well. I'm Ace Draconis. And this is my story

An ancient warrior unearthed in the desert awakens a buried terror, revealing that his final stand was not a death but a seal-one that has now been broken.

In "The Whispering Head," a caretaker receives a genuine shrunken head found in an old closet, its hollow skull stuffed with paper bearing the name Miguel Julio Enrique. As nights pass, the head begins to shift, whisper, and stir-until the name inside is no longer just ink, but something breathing again.

In the Nazca Desert, ancient mummies silently watch the living as the sands stir with whispers, shifting shadows, and unnatural movements, suggesting the dead are never truly at rest.

Seven ancient bound figures lie in the earth, cursed to watch and wait, drawing the living into their ranks until none can tell how many truly remain.

A forgotten skeleton lies in a dark cavern, its bones pulsing with an ancient rhythm, waiting to awaken and unleash the darkness it was once bound to contain.

In a cursed marsh, a lone warrior's armor stands guard-bound by an ancient blood oath. Those who disturb it awaken a relentless spirit seeking vengeance on the last traitor.

Shadowed Mind continues in this collection of short stories from throughout the timeline. Contains spoilers and harsh profanity. The cover is just a stand-in until I can provide it with real art.

An unearthed skeleton begins shifting on its own, haunting the archaeologist who studies it until she vanishes, leaving behind only a warning that it waits for her to look away.

A collection of short stories

A chilling tale of an eternal skeletal sentinel bound to a throne beneath the sea, cursed to watch and claim any diver who dares to meet its hollow gaze.

An ancient mummy is unwrapped, revealing a black obsidian blade inscribed with unknown runes. When the artifact is removed, a chilling force awakens-claiming the lives of all who disturbed its eternal rest.

A lone traveler stumbles upon a skull impaled by a sword in a hidden forest clearing, only to awaken something buried beneath that should never have been freed.

An archaeological team in Mongolia uncovers what appears to be Genghis Khan's tomb, surrounded by rows of human skeletons. As they dig deeper, strange chants echo across the steppe and the bones seem to move on their own-until the team vanishes, leaving only a new circle of skulls staring up from the earth.

A human skull, encased in millennia of cave calcite, awakens the restless memory of a life trapped in darkness, haunting explorers with whispers, cold, and the slow, patient pulse of the earth itself.