Joey had read all the psychological thrillers — but he never dreamed he’d get personally involved...

Hen-pecked, shrinking Sylvester Sneed was not a heroic character... what could he do with his houseful of desperate criminals?

“Expenses: A couple of lives — and a gray worsted suit.”

She was blind — but eventually there were many things she could see clearly — for instance, who had murdered her son!

He had murdered the old man in his mind — and now the living corpse demanded retribution...

She was beautiful in life — and even in death! Detective Sergeant Mason wanted, above all, to work on the case because he was sure it was murder. And he vividly remembered when they had been in love.

Unfortunate that Phineas Slack should die of sunstroke on the night of his reconciliation with his black-sheep nephew... and strange that the sun shone so strongly that night!

When the menu is murder, some eat crow — some eat buzzard.

Welcome to The Seventh Ghost Story MEGAPACK®! Once more we have a wide-ranging assortment of supernatural fiction, with setting across the world — Europe, the Americas, Asia — and across the centuries. You will note that we have a larger than normal number of "Anonymous" stories. No, the authors weren't embarrassed by their contributions. Victorian-era literary magazines and newspapers often ran fiction without crediting the author, or with only vague terms like "A Lady," initials, or humorous pseudonyms (as with the story by "Q.E.D." in this volume). Authors later collected their stories in books, and that's when readers discovered who had actually written what. If a story never got reprinted, its author remained a mystery. Modern scholars are still researching these anonymous stories, but many authors will never be properly identified.

She started as a fictitious character, but the body they found was real enough and so was the murder charge!

She was a woman alone, fighting for her life. But she had a weapon working for her stronger even than a murder rap. And used it!

The only clues Barney could follow on this desperate manhunt, were the smell of murder, and the silent message in a dying man’s eyes.

Sam Tucker used his magic to save a friend — and woo a Sioux maiden.

She was buxom, beautiful — and bad. She was my prey. Tonight I would prove it to her — and her husband.

A collection of suspense stories, puzzle stories, whodunits and tricky whydunits involving police detectives, private eyes, talented and sometimes lucky amateurs, armchair detectives, and ethnic detectives.