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    Haunticulture: Ghostel, #2
    Haunticulture: Ghostel, #2
    Haunticulture: Ghostel, #2
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    Haunticulture: Ghostel, #2

    By G Clatworthy

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    Ghostly gardeners compete to plant the spookiest flower bed

    Creepstone Manor is empty again, the last 'guest' running screaming into the night. But a horde of undead has moved in and they're bored. When the ghosts decide on a gardening competition, it sounds like the perfect solution.

    Unfortunately, being a ghost has certain disadvantages. For one, handling a spade is tricky when your hand keeps passing straight through it!

    How will the ghosts convince the undead to join their crew and who will impress Spookie enough to be the best Haunticulturist?

    A short story based on the board game.

    If you like quirky ghost stories based on board games, you'll enjoy this book.

    Other books in series:

    Ghostel

    Other books by the same author:

    Rise of the Dragons Series

    Awakening

    Solstice of Dragons

    Equinox Betrayal

    Darkest Deception

    Attack on Avalon

    Fated Bloodlines

    Eat, Pray, Dragons

    Omensford series:

    Bedsocks and Broomsticks

    Cream Teas and Crystal Balls

    Donkeys and Demons

    Pumpkins and Popstars

    Exes and Enchantments

    Fae and Familiars

    Gnomes and Necromancy

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherGemma Clatworthy
    Release dateJun 30, 2024
    ISBN9781915516305
    Haunticulture: Ghostel, #2

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      Book preview

      Haunticulture - G Clatworthy

      Foreword

      Ilove playing board games so when the opportunity came to write a second story based on one, I jumped at it. I hope you enjoy my interpretation of one of my favourite games.

      A special thank you to Bevan Clatworthy and Gino Brancazio for allowing me to write a story based on their board game. You are awesome!

      If you want to support Gemma, you can find her on www.patreon.com/G_Clatworthy for exclusive first reads of new stories. You can also join her newsletter at www.gemmaclatworthy.com for free stories and follow Gemma on www.instagram.com/gemmaclatworthy, 

      www.facebook.com/gemmaclatworthy or join the reader’s group on Facebook: Gemma’s book wyrms.

      Chapter 1

      In which there are too many people in the hotel

      Out of my way!"

      Move it, zombie!

      Everybody calm down. Boo floated between the arguing undead, and the zombie shuffled off with its customary speed, that is marginally faster than a sloth on its go slow day.

      Things were getting worse.

      Word had got out that the old mansion – briefly a human hotel until the resident ghosts had scared out all the guests and made it unprofitable ­– was now a haven for monsters of all kinds; an equal opportunities hostel for the undead, if you will.

      Boo had enjoyed it at first. She had company and people to talk to who weren’t the other ghosts. Oh, Big Spookie, her former boss, and the others were alright but over a century with only four people for company wasn’t the afterlife she’d dreamed of.

      Now though...

      Boo gave up on her afternoon stroll – well, float – in the garden, where she had imagined the moonbeams hitting her translucent form were the warm light of the sun. She’d loved this garden back when she was alive, the scent of apple blossoms in the breeze, the carnivorous plants Big Spookie cultivated in his greenhouse that both fascinated and scared her with their strange shapes and colours, and the fresh vegetables they dug up from the patch near the shed.

      All overgrown now, of course, but if she closed her eyes, Boo could see it all as it was in its heyday. And that didn’t involve zombies shuffling over the long lawn.

      With a soft sigh, Boo drifted upstairs to where Big Spookie kept his court in the attic he could never leave. The hat that bound him there lay discarded in the dust.

      She nodded hello to the other ghosts; Tinker, Creak, Giggle, and the boss himself before settling down on an old cardboard box as best she could without a body.

      On the floor below, something went bump in the night.

      These ghouls are making me crazy, Creak said, floating towards the ceiling. Always breaking everything. I can’t think for all the noise they make.

      Werewolves, said Boo.

      What?

      It’s werewolves on the fourth floor. I set up the ghouls on second.

      "This is all

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