Hey Readers! If you haven’t already, be sure to check out other posts here to read previous chapters of The House On Astor Street. Enjoy! Chapter Thirty-Eight The nightmares started that night. From then on, Jason found himself startled awake each morning, vividly remembering what he saw like it was real, like it was tangible. He would wake up to Patriot…
Hey Readers! If you haven’t already, be sure to check out other posts here to read previous chapters of The House On Astor Street. Enjoy! Chapter Thirty-Six Margot walked into the parlor and over to the large mahogany credenza against the back wall. She spooned an array of various herbs and spices into a cup, then poured hot water over them…
Hey Readers! If you haven’t already, be sure to check out other posts here to read previous chapters of The House On Astor Street. Enjoy! Chapter Thirty-Four “Mezmora is an extension of yourself.” Sam paced around the large empty classroom. He had pushed all the desks neatly against the back wall with another amazing display of his skill and left…
Hey Readers! If you haven’t already, be sure to check out other posts here to read previous chapters of The House On Astor Street. Enjoy! Chapter Thirty-Two Dishes surfed along electric ribbons of light from the table to the sink, where a flurry of colorful strings washed and dried the endless stream of used plates and bowls and silverware. There was…