Souls From Around The World
Welcome to the Souls Around the World Blog Hop – where a bunch of authors and bloggers will be sharing things that go bump in the night! I’m sharing a snippet from my Halloween story, Weekend at Wilderhope Manor, which is lesbian erotica. Be warned… it’s spooky, and sexy!
Half an hour later, and Stephanie’s brain was in overdrive. Despite never having participated in one of these evenings before, she was a fan of quizzes, puzzles and brain teasers of any kind, so she was having great fun. Everyone had been briefed, though Jenny and she had been so eager to get going they hadn’t paid full attention. Then everyone split up, each sent off on their own quest in order to uncover the truth of “whodunit.” Stephanie, having narrowed it down to two suspects, headed to the library to check for extra clues and evidence to help her nail down the perpetrator.
As she made her way along the narrow corridor leading to her destination, she heard a loud creak coming from the floorboard. Part of her thought it was much too loud to be a natural old house noise, and the other scolded herself for being so silly.
Continuing on, Stephanie glanced down at her notes. She was sure she was close to solving the…
Another creak, closer this time. Stopping in her tracks, she spun round. She wasn’t sure if it were someone trying to freak her out, or steal clues and information from her. Either way, she wasn’t impressed.
“Who’s there?” she barked, irritation coming off her in waves. “I know you’re there. It’s impossible to creep around in these old houses. Something will always give you away. And when I catch you, I’m not going to be happy.”
There was no response. Shaking her head, she went on her way. If someone wanted to play silly tricks that was their prerogative, though it clearly would’ve been a more suitable idea for tomorrow. Tonight was murder mystery, tomorrow was trick or treat. Didn’t they know the difference?
Entering the library, she was immediately in awe. Letting out an audible “ahh,” she was in love. The large room had bookshelves lining all four walls from floor to ceiling, with a series of ladders dotted about for those tomes that were out of reach. She was actually kind of surprised they let the general public in here, unsupervised. The books looked old, very old, and valuable. Obviously, she wasn’t going to damage any of them, but she also knew not everyone would have such consideration.
Having done two admiring laps of the room, peering at all the books and wishing she could have her own library just like it, she remembered why she was here. Clues. Yes. Large bay windows were at each end, and each nook had a sofa and a table.
She headed to the area farthest from the door and began to search. She wasn’t entirely sure what she was looking for, but then, if it were too simple, the game wouldn’t likely be a “mystery.”
As she riffled through a sheaf of assorted papers, Stephanie heard another noise.
Less of a creak this time, but more of a swish. She now knew someone was definitely following her. They must be after her information, because if they were genuinely planning to search the library, they’d have just walked right on in and announced themselves.
Putting the papers down, she grabbed her own notes and sat on the sofa. It was surprisingly squishy, and she made a noise of surprise as she sank into it, her feet barely touching the floor. She felt grateful she wasn’t wearing a skirt or dress at that point, otherwise, she’d probably be flashing her knickers to…well, absolutely nobody. No one had entered the room. Frowning, Stephanie resolved to sit there a little longer. The mystery person was close enough for her to hear the noise they were making, so they must be right outside the door, perhaps peering around the frame to see if they could see what she was doing.
She waited. And waited. Then, just as she started to disentangle herself from the sofa, a whirlwind entered the room. Or at least, a very whirlwind-like Jenny did. She ran as fast as her heels would allow and dashed into the room, whipping her head around to look behind her. She shoved herself forcefully off the seat and ran toward
Jenny, ready to get very annoyed with whoever chased her as she could tell her girlfriend was genuinely terrified. Turning to face the door, she saw nothing. By now, even she began to wonder if there was any truth to the haunting rumours.
You can grab the book here: https://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/weekend-at-wilderhope-manor/
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