Halloween Horrors Volume 2: 4 More Short Stories of Murder And Mayhem

By Angelique LaFontaine

Curl up to these 4 bone chilling stories that will keep you at the edge of your seat. From creatures of the night to diabolical experimentation. These stories will set the perfect mood for your Halloween Enjoyment
Included:
The Lipstick Stain
Finding the Lost
Gone is the Last Drop
Flooded Pastures

• Language: English
• Publisher: Angelique LaFontaine
• Release date: Sep 21, 2012
• ISBN: 9781301512225

Angelique LaFontaine

My name is Angelique LaFontaine. I was born in Menomonee Falls, Wisconsin and live in the country about an hour outside of Dallas, TX. I am employed as a Mechanical Engineer but spend much of my time painting and writing I have been building my work collection for the last 15 years and it includes paintings, sketches, poetry compilations, novels, digital short stories and much more. I do not limit my writing to one specific genre but I tend to lean more toward fiction fantasy. I love the idea of not having boundaries when writing. If you can think it, in my story, it could happen. In 2008, I released my first poetry compilation. This collection was entitled Walking Before You Run. It is a collection of 75 poems that I've written over the years. In 2010 I released Sandstone and Mirrors: The Crossover. I have many more books and short stories that I am preparing to release. Besides writing, I love to paint and sketch. I enjoy working with acrylic mainly but from time to time, work with other mediums. Currently my work is being displayed in the Little Elm Library in Little Elm TX. It has been rotated throughout different locations in the Dallas area. Please see my website at www.AngeliqueArtWork.com for any updates.

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Halloween Horrors 2

4 Short Stories of Murder and Mayhem

by

Angelique LaFontaine

Copyright 2012 Angelique LaFontaine

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Table of Contents

The Lipstick Stain

Finding the Lost

Gone is the Last Drop

Flooded Pastures

The Lipstick Stain

She stood in her living room of her 2nd story apartment, stood there staring out the window down onto the dark, rain soaked road below. The beads of rain that collected on the window pain created a somewhat soothing prism of colors from the street lights and the flickering lights on the store front billboards.

She continued to stare out the window as she lit a cigarette and took a long, thoughtful drag. She held it in for a moment before blowing the smoke out onto the window glass. The cloudy billow hit the glass and dispersed in random directions.

All of the lights were turned out in Cassie’s home; the only light that shown in was the light coming in from city down below. Her home was quaint and tidy; a small two bedroom apartment in which she resided by herself. Cassie never minded living alone before, she liked the privacy and the solitude but in the last few years, her feeling of independence and solitude has transformed into loneliness and unimportance.

Taking another drag off of her cigarette, Cassie walked around her home. She tried to give herself a pep talk in her mind by saying words of encouragement that could possibly help her reassess her own value. She had a home that she could pay for, she had a job that she flourished in, and she had a few close friends that she called her family but there was something missing. She knew what it was but had no idea how to find it.

Cassie had gone through many relationships. Some ended against her wishes which generally ended in the it’s not you it’s me conversations while others never really made it past the friendship part. Sure, she had a vast collection of male friends, but the factor that would allow her to move to the next level, she just couldn’t seem to find. That aspect hurt her heart tremendously as she would find herself concluding that there was something wrong with her, and she just couldn’t quite put her finger on it.

At age 42, Cassie had conceded in the fact that the odds of her finding happiness with a man were getting smaller. She looked at the situation realistically. Age determines one thing and one thing only, the older you are, the more set in your ways you are and the ability to mesh your life with another’s is a far greater task the older that you get. However, Cassie absolutely refused to settle with a relationship based off of mutual respect and tolerable companionship. She wanted the romance; she wanted the passion. She wanted to know that there was somebody out there that would love her and cherish her as much as she loved them and cherished them.

However, as Cassie wandered around her apartment smoking and thinking, she was not plagued with the thoughts of loneliness brought about by one failed relationship after another. She was plagued with a greater concern and that was how she viewed herself. Today was her birthday and the reality of her life and the emptiness is what plagued her.

Cassie’s lifestyle wasn’t a very common one. Most of her friends were married with children or divorced but still had children; point being is that they had a family. Cassie didn’t have a family, at least not one that she ever relied on and the disconnect that had developed had