Protecting the Sasquatches
Beginning of Chapter One
Seven Devils Road
Coos Bay, Oregon
Tawny peered out the car window as the last traces of daylight disappeared from the sky. By day, the forest along Seven Devils Road was picturesque—moss clung to towering Douglas firs, thick carpets of ferns spread alongside huckleberry bushes, and wildflowers bordered the two-lane road.
At night, it felt different. Menacing.
This lonely stretch of road on the Oregon Coast was the worst place imaginable to be stranded—few cars and no homes. She had called for a tow truck two hours ago, and it still hadn't arrived.
Something darted between the trees near her. She blinked and looked again. There was something out there. She was sure of it.
A hollow, haunting cry drifted through the forest, sending a chill racing down Tawny’s spine.
A Huunted House Story
Beginning of Chapter One
Coos Bay, Oregon
David jerked upright, his breath catching in his throat. A jolt of pain knifed through his injured leg. Someone had climbed into his bed. He pushed himself up and stared at the shadowy figure lying beside him. It was too dark to tell who—or what—it was.
His neighbors had warned him that his newly purchased Victorian house was haunted. Several people claimed they had seen a mysterious blue light glowing from the round tower room window. He had lived here for two weeks and so far had seen nothing unusual until tonight.
No one should be in his house.
No one should be in his bedroom.
And absolutely no one should be in his bed.
Patricia Ann Yates also writes paranormal fiction as Patricia Yates. Her Oregon Coast adventures, can be found at patriciayates.com.