Monster Mashup: Spooky Short Stories with Special Bonus Zombie Short

By MJ Ware

Monster Mashup - Spooky Short Story Ominbus -- with Special Bonus Zombie Short

Now with twelve short stories.

Monsters, magic, goblins, zombies, and more. Be prepared to sleep with the lights on. This collection of short stories will have you looking over your shoulder, avoiding mirrors, and jumping at the slightest sound.

From fiendish creatures hiding in your bathroom mirror, to Halloween pranks gone deadly wrong. Each story will scare, delight, and surprise.

No gore or cursing here, just good ol' spine-chilling fun!

Infinite Reflections – When Jessie's sister gets trapped in a haunted mirror, he must figure out how to destroy the creature within. Though, Mom might like it if he gets his sister out first.
Bloody Marcy – Mixing a game of Bloody Mary with a practical joke proves to be a deadly combination.
Monster in the Mirror - Nate, his little sister, and best buddy Dan, stumble upon a hidden room during a sleep-over. What they find inside is anything but friendly.
Death Trap – Mike takes a bet to go inside a haunted house, but will he live long enough to collect?
Steven, Space Stowaway – Steven sneaks onboard a spaceship bound for Mars. Just one problem: the Captain has a particularly unpleasant way of dealing with stowaways.
The Price of Friendship – How much is a best friend worth? Joey finds out the hard way.
Hobgoblin Horror – Jake only volunteered at the retirement home because Shelby works there. So, it's no wonder he's doesn't hear Mr. Fitches' warnings about a local homicidal hobgoblin—too bad for him.
Rolling Leprechauns for Change – Leprechauns can have a nasty sense of humor—especially, when they're getting even.
Hide-n-Go-Coffin – Playing hide-and-seek in a cemetery is disrespectful. When it happens to be cursed, the results can be deadly, or maybe even worse.
Grandpa's Suits – A game of spin-the-bottle with the school pervert isn't a bright idea. Fortunately for Zoey, she's not quite alone.
Brother's Keeper – Zack would be wise to spend less time looking for his missing sled and more worrying about what is lurking outside. Too bad, he's not the only one who'll suffer for his single-mindedness.
Super Zombie Juice Mega Bomb When Life gives you lemons, kill zombies. In this special short story that inspired the upcoming novel, Nate and Misty's town is overrun by the undead and they'll need a little luck to squeeze their way out of this sticky mess.

These stories are not recommended for kids under 8.

• Language: English
• Publisher: MJ Ware
• Release date: Oct 9, 2010
• ISBN: 9781452334813

MJ Ware

M.J.A. Ware, known as MJ to his friends, lives in the foothills of the Sierra Mountains with his wife and two daughters. When not writing about aliens, monsters and ghosts, he runs a company where he designs award winning video arcades. He's currently polishing his latest novel, Super Zombie Juice Mega Bomb, about friends who take on an army of the undead, armed with nothing but Super Soakers--filled with zombie killing juice.

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Monster Mashup

Spooky Short Stories with Special Bonus Zombie Short

By

M.J.A. Ware

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For Morgan, who loves monsters even more than I.

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Table of Contents

Infinite Reflections

Bloody Marcy

Monster in the Mirror

No Way Out

Steven, Space Stowaway

The Price of Friendship

Hobgoblin Horror

Rolling Leprechauns for Change

Hide-n-Go-Coffin

Brother's Keeper

Grandpa's Suits

Super Zombie Juice Mega Bomb

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Infinite Reflections

Jessie had that wide crooked smile on her face. The one she wears when she squeals on me.

She carried a big ugly mirror with a worn wooden frame and she huffed her long bangs out of her face as little beads of sweat dripped a layer of makeup down her forehead.

What'd you do, hold up an antique shop? I asked as she lugged the thing through the front door.

Found it in someone's trash.

Jessie, you're such a trash digger.

Eww, gross, Aaron. It was sitting out by the trash.

I knew I smelled something stinky.

Just get out of my way. I stepped back and watched her drag it up the stairs one step at a time.

Hanging it in your room to make sure your friends aren't vampires? I hollered up.

No, stupid. I'm putting it in the bathroom.

Not our tiny bathroom. I marched up behind her. You're already hogging it up with all the makeup you wear to hide your ugly troll face.

I'm taking down the picture behind the door.

Not the one of the little girl giving her dog a bath? I hated that picture.

Yep. I'll be able to see the back of my hair. As she took down the framed photo, dust bunnies jumped off it.

No way. I love that picture. Besides, you don't need a mirror. I can tell you, the back looks just as bad as the front.

She ignored me and slammed the door in my face. I put my shoulder into it and pushed my way in.

Aaron, stop it. I'm right behind the door.

I always had to fight to get my turn in the bathroom. No lie, Jessie spent two hours getting made-up every morning. I was lucky if I could stick my head in to do a zit check.

Jessie's dumpster-dive mirror hung from the back wall, right behind the door. It reflected off the bathroom mirror and back again—over and over, creating duplicate images as far as I could see. Wow, it's like an infinity mirror.

Huh? Yeah, sure. But I can totally see the back of my hair.

Like I told you, it looks like- Something caught my eye. Something moving, way back in the old mirror.

I glanced behind me, but nothing was there except piles of over-priced makeup.

I climbed over the sink, around Jessie, and sat on the edge of the counter.

Did you see that?

She ignored me and messed with her bleached bangs.

There it is again. Something's in the mirror. I was sure of it. Climbing out of one reflection and into the next. Jessie's big head hogged up most of the mirror—I couldn't really see anything except the arms.

You're such a dork. She grabbed a pink scrunchie and put it on her wrist.

The thing climbed out of another reflection and came closer. A sick feeling welled up in my stomach, like when I sneak downstairs at night and watch one of those really graphic horror movies.

Jess, it's getting closer. Each passing second, it climbed forward, closer to the surface. I fought the urge to look away.

The arms were clearly visible now. I expected them to be hairy, misshapen—somehow monstrous. Instead, they were smooth, undefined, non-human. Like they belonged on a mannequin.

Checking behind me, I couldn't see them in the bathroom mirror. Only in this strange, old mirror that seemed to suck the light from the room.

Jess, quick, look—the mirror... The hands reached out towards the surface, like two fleshy claws. Get out now!

Aaron, you are such a pain in the— I reached for the door to push her out. Before I could, the hands burst through the surface.

She screamed as the arms circled around her, pulling her in.

Hold on Jess, I got you. I grabbed her wrists. She dug her manicured nails into my arms.

Aaron, help!

It was like a lopsided game