
Ghoulishtale Studios
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Writing has always been my passion in life.
Currently, I'm trying to get my first book off the ground & hopefully become an self published author!
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When The Wolf Spoke (Chapter Snippet). Content Warning.
💫🕸️ Months after leaving their Homeland of Siberia & traveled the Sea—Manya and her now six year old daughter, Tira, had been living amongst a tribe of Wolf-yókai within the Hokkaidō forest of Japan. Having shared Wolf blood, Osamu the leader of the Wolf tribe allows Manya and her small pack refuge within his territory. In this chapter, you'll dive into the morning after the tribe fights spider yókai called Tsuchigumo, they begin a ritual to bury their dead, giving Manya a glimpse of the other side of their shared bloodline. 👇🏽
By Ghoulishtale Studios2 months ago in Fiction
When The Wolf Spoke. Content Warning.
Prologue: Snow whispered as it fell, a hush that seemed to swallow even the grief clinging to Manya’s chest. She sat close to the fire, its weak orange glow fighting back the endless blue of the Siberian night, flickering against the hollow cave they hunkered down in. Shadows stretched long and strange along the jagged walls, twisting itself like smoke into faces half-remembered by time. Her daughter curled in her lap, raven hair tangled mimicking threads of smoke, small fingers curls in the edge of Manya’s fur cloak.
By Ghoulishtale Studios4 months ago in Fiction
A Woman and Her Despair . Content Warning.
There once was a woman who brood in her very darkness. The swirling clouds of her deepest despair. Melancholy was her truest friend. Ravens flocked around her lonely stature, where she perched on her lover's headstone to think and ponder. The sky above her was gloaming red. Lonely leaves flew past her in a breeze. There she sat at his headstone in a trance when her anxious ticks arose at last. Looking back on her exquisite memories of when she had a twinkle of hope. Though it wasn't as fond as you may think, for when she was in her younger days, she had an incident. An incident that changed her very core. Never again will she seem so innocent, When insomnia came knocking at her front door. She had always begged for him to stay away, yet he came bursting through some more. Never to be innocent when he defiled her very soul.
By Ghoulishtale StudiosExclusive • 4 years ago
A Night to Remember. Content Warning.
I remember her, that day so clearly imprinted. I remember the way her shadow danced under the street lights. The way her silhouette crept up each building she passed. She was beautiful. Golden red hair and freckles that neatly collected upon her face. Emerald eyes that shine like diamond rings. Perfect teeth, I wonder what she ate that night.. Ahh.. if only she knew who I was. If only she had known how much I had admired her beauty.
By Ghoulishtale Studios5 years ago in Horror
The Timekeeper. Content Warning.
Ah, yes the softness of his skull was my favorite sound. Nothing like the feel of someone new at my fingertips. He looked so innocent just sitting there. A statue greatly posed. So limply placed upon his throne. It had to be done. For every time he gazed at me with those eyes. A shiver sent up my spine. As to what I held to my surprise. His lifeless eyes bluster within my soul. Judgmental from the great beyond. I am sane, it's dreadfully so. But in life those eyes were never kind. It haunts me, I must hide him. Blood from every orifice fills his face. I must hide him soon before neighbors catch foul play. I need his hideous eyes to go away. Ah, but his beauty was here to stay. Where oh where must you go. Stuffed in the grandfather clock. Tick tock, the time flies by. I had only seconds left. I pushed his heavy body in the ticking tower. He will not stay, so stubborn I must say. I proceeded to tape it shut. All in time for a knock at my chamber door. Hurriedly placing a cloth on my prize. With a deep breath, I opened my door.
By Ghoulishtale Studios5 years ago in Horror



