THE BOOK LOVER

The Christmas Miracle- A Story in Rhyme

By: Danielle Van Alst

The gentle snow began to fall for tonight is Christmas Eve

a time of magic and enchantment for those who do believe.

Walking down the city streets past the shops that glow so bright

with decorated window scenes a...

The Caroling Penguins

 By: Danielle Van Alst

Every Christmas Eve, Poppy, Penny, and Patsy sing Christmas carols in front of all the inhabitants of the ice pack.

However, on this particular Christmas Eve morning, Patsy gets up and starts to sneeze. This was supposed to be...

Lulu The Polar Bear- A Short Story

 By: Danielle Van Alst

Lulu is a little polar bear who lives in an igloo on the polar ice cap. One Christmas Eve, his eyes shining with excitement he asks his mom:

“Mom, I’ve been good this year, haven’t I?”

His mom replied “of course you...

Phone Call To Santa- A Short Story

By: Danielle Van Alst

Daisy and her thirteen-year-old sister, Annie, had been fighting a great deal during the last year. This often can happen when you combine a smart and strong-willed two-year-old, who is sure she is always right, w...

Ghost Whispers- A Short Tale

 By: Danielle Van Alst

The old tombstone was beginning to crumble, but it looked like as good a site as any to set up. Aidan and Mark set the recorder on the ground between them and scanned the darkened cemetery with their flashlights. There...

Black Woods- A Short Tale

By: Danielle Van Alst

Gloria and her friends Sarah and Megan enjoyed riding their horses through the woods next to the riding stable. Many of the old timers at the stable warned them not to pass Black Woods at night on horseback. The haunted wo...

The Haunting of Pine Tree Inn- A Short Tale

 By: Danielle Van Alst

The Pine Tree Inn was once a tavern and stagecoach shop before the Revolutionary War. Later, it was converted to a private residence. The sprawling red-clapboard home has welcomed many families in its alm...

The Hands of Fate

 By: Danielle Van Alst

Kane looked up at the dark, snowy clouds that filled the sky before his eyes zeroed in on a snowflake, following it until it hit against his skin, melting away. He tightened the red scarf around his neck before shoving his hands i...

You Have Mail

By: Danielle Van Alst

It all started as a message in my mailbox one morning. Having my morning coffee and cigarette, I decided to walk out to the mailbox and check my mail. I had bought this house from an auction for a very low price. It was out in the qu...

The Judgement Files- A Short Story

By: Danielle Van Alst

In that strange place between wakefulness and dreams, between reality and illusion I found myself in a cold dimly lit room. There were no real distinguishing features save for the one wall covered with small index...