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David Rae Stories

I’m an LDS short story writer. I write horror, ghost stories, mystery, magical realism and other genres. I write any plot that come into my imagination. Here are some of my short stories for you to read for free. I hope you enjoy them. Feel free to contact me with any comments or feedback that you want to share.

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A Plot Hatches

11/13/2018

The Queen had sunk still further into death’s downy duvet. Her breathing had become slow and laboured and her eyes seemed to fail. A Plot Hatches Queen Harriet Eloise Pascal Amelia Grace Emerald Eve was dying. She lay panting in her huge bed surrounded by her maids-in-waiting, who fanned her and sprayed lilac water into the air to keep her cool. The doctor, Lord Surgeon attended to the Queen’s medical needs while the rest of the court stood around the bed watching nervously. The
He's Not Coming Back

11/06/2018

I should have gone home and forgotten about him and his madcap adventures, she said to herself. But then she remembered that if she had, John would most like be dead, either strangled or stabbed to death by the Quervishes. HE'S NOT COMING BACK; HE IS COMING BACK RUTH AND JOHN He’s coming back. He’s coming back, He’s coming back, thought Ruth as she sat slumped on the baggage. “Aargh,” she cried as another contraction racked through her body. He’s not coming back. He’s not coming
FOG BOYS

10/30/2018

It came in through the door, long pale wisps of cloud, like ghost fingers FOG BOYS David Rae “Don’t let the fog in,” Mum said. It came in through the door, long pale wisps of cloud, like ghost fingers. Dad sat watching the rugby on TV and Mum called us to help fold laundry. No thanks. I grabbed my book and nipped upstairs, then slipped out the window onto the roof and up to my hideout between the chimneys. I sat looking over the fog. It stretched out like a sea of. . . well, like a sea
MURDER BY SAUSAGE Des Dixon

10/23/2018

“Just say HOOF HEARTED three times quickly and see if you don’t laugh.” I am delighted to be able to share comedy Genious Des Dixion's short piece Murder by Sausage. Des is a canadain writer and comic genius. He spent four months recovering from TB in a sanitarium. His TB got better but his sanity remains questionable to this day. Born in Northen Ontario, his first job was a blaster's assistant at the local mine. When that never killed him, he went on try working for the RCAF. Des is an
THE WEDDING DIET

10/09/2018

I look like a fat Elvis impersonator in a wedding dress. Still it isn’t about looks; I’m beautiful on the inside. Yeah, that’s what I think too; bullshit. The Wedding Diet David Rae The receptionist gives me a CD as I get in. “Here Laura,” she says. “I know you want to lose some weight before the weddingI lost five pounds using this. And it was easy. All I did was listen to the CD when I went to sleep.” “Thanks,” I say. I’ll admit I’m sceptical, but I’m desperate. I’ve tried
HISSSSS

10/02/2018

Now that introductions had been made, Mrs Quervish returned to business and lashed out with her dagger. H.I.S.S.S.S.S. RUTH AND JOHN As John and Ruth headed for the door, a commotion came from downstairs. They could hear banging at the front door and Mrs Quervish grumbling as she went to answer. “Quick,” said John. “We better get going.” “I’m coming as fast as I can,” snapped Ruth, who had not finished tying her boot laces. “Don’t worry about that now,” said John. “We need to get
Two Two Nine Pansy Lane Patty Fischer Guest Post

09/26/2018

I know there are two of you because I listen to your voices talking while I sit at the dining table. This is a charming, and slighly eccentric Ghost Story by Patty Fischer who is a regular conributor to Terrrorhouse Magazine and is currently working on an adult triller called "Alicia's Kaliedoscope". She lives in the Mid-West and is a campaigner for Gun Control. You can follow Patty on twitter here TWO TWO NINE PANSY LANE Patty Fischer The icy air that comes with the
Vanessa

09/18/2018

the very mention of her name is painful to me. . Vanessa, as perfect and as beautiful as the most precious of pinned butterflies. VANESSA an extract from THE LEPIDOPTERIST'S BEAUTIFUL DAUGHTER As a result of her illness, my poor mother was confined to her chambers in the upper floors. Even when I was small, I had only the slightest contact with her, and even then it was mostly just to sit in silence while she stared with vacant eyes. In spite of her ailment, Father was able to extract
A Piece of Blue Silk

09/11/2018

“Twelve, Twelve shillings.” the soldier says, “It’s all I can afford. You’ll need to wait here while I go and collect the money. Will you wait? Is it enough?” A PIECE OF BLUE SILK (An extract from Crowman) David Rae What is the name of this town? I do not recall. It is like so many other towns; a wall, a gate, a market, an inn, and soldiers. Erebus’s soldiers are everywhere. We wait to be allowed out of the gate. There is some kind of hold up. It looks as if the soldiers are checking

ENJOY

A writers motivation is the pleasure they recieve from reading and a wish to share that joy. Childrens' adventures, picture books, pirates, goblins and elves, witches and wizards. We love these stories but we also love stories about far away places, ordinary people and different ways of looking at the world.

I've tried to make my stories true to life. Not in the literal sense but in the sense that they feel true and convincing. I've tried to make them enjoyable and hope that I can bring some of the joy that I get from reading to some else.

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A Plot Hatches

He's Not Coming Back

FOG BOYS

MURDER BY SAUSAGE Des Dixon

THE WEDDING DIET

HISSSSS

Two Two Nine Pansy Lane Patty Fischer Guest Post

Vanessa

A Piece of Blue Silk

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