Stories To Tell in the Boneyard.

Halloween, 1986. Four kids set out trick-or-treating in a small Michigan town, armed with homemade costumes, pillowcases, and dreams of full-size candy bars. But Danny's grandmother had given him one strange warning: count your friends at every corner, and if the number ever goes up, go straight home. When a silent child in a dirty bedsheet joins their group, four becomes five, and an innocent Halloween night turns into a nightmare of impossible streets, forgotten children, and a terrible choice. Because some things don't want candy. Some things want to take someone home. From Stories to Tell in the Boneyard, "Trick or Treat" by Jason Conner. This Halloween, remember one thing: always count your children.

Nine-year-old Mia thought she was spending the night at her new best friend's house. The Castellans seemed like the perfect family. A beautiful home, polite children, welcoming parents, and smiles that were just a little too perfect. But something about them wasn't quite right. The way they spoke. The way they watched her. And the strange humming that filled the house after dark. When Mia ventures into the hallway and discovers a bedroom door left slightly open, she witnesses something no child was ever meant to see. Some secrets are so terrifying you never tell a soul. And some sleepovers stay with you for the rest of your life.

When Nell and Theo Okonio buy an abandoned old house on Ottermill Road, they believe they’ve found the project of a lifetime—a crumbling place they can finally bring back to life. But as the restoration deepens, so does the house’s strange devotion to the couple, and the accidents around them begin to feel less like bad luck and more like intention. Good Bones is a chilling, intimate tale of love, possession, and a home that will do anything to keep the people it loves from ever leaving.

Archivist Erin Cole knows that every object has a number, every number has a place, and some rules exist for reasons no one wants to explain. But when she discovers a missing accession deliberately cut from the records, curiosity pulls her toward a hole that was never meant to be filled. And somewhere beneath the archive, something has been waiting a very long time for her to ask the wrong question.

What if you dreamed a plane crash — every detail, every sound, right down to the exact minute it all goes white? And what if you woke up, went to work, put on your headset, and heard that same flight check onto your frequency? For one air traffic controller on a quiet midnight shift, the dream is unfolding again in real time — only now he's on the other side of the radio, the calm voice in the dark that a hundred forty-one strangers are trusting to bring them home. He knows how this ends. What he doesn't know is whether he can change it — or whether trying is exactly what makes it come true.

Nine months after her husband's bizarre and unexplained death in their living room, twenty-eight-year-old Ellie Marsh decides to honor him the only way she can — by finishing the renovations they never got to start. First on the list: the hideous forty-year-old wallpaper he always joked he'd kill. But when the paper comes down, Ellie finds something waiting on the plaster beneath — something old, something patient, something that has been keeping careful track of the house on Beecher Street far longer than she's lived there. And the more she studies it, the more she realizes the marks aren't a record of the past at all. Some houses remember. This one anticipates — and it isn't finished counting.