A collection of intriguing ghost stories & delightful folktales & legends of southern Appalachia. Most of these tales have authentic historical settings dating from the early days of settlement of this region to recent times.

Enter a realm where the supernatural intertwines with the eerie and the uncanny. This gripping collection of short stories plunges readers into a world filled with ghostly apparitions, unexplainable phenomena, and the macabre. Can Such Things Be? contains one of Ambrose Bierce’s most famous works, the short story »The Death of Halpin Frayser«. Among the others in this collection are »The Damned Thing«, which explores the concept of an unseen entity preying on the living, and »The Moonlit Road«, recounting a tragic murder from three perspectives, including that of the victim from beyond the grave. AMBROSE BIERCE [1842-1914] was an American author, journalist, and war veteran. He was one of the most influential journalists in the United States in the late 19th century and alongside his success as a horror writer he was hailed as a pioneer of realism. Among his most famous works are The Devil's Dictionary and the short story »An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge.«

Bill Devol and Michael Seese lived through, and collected and edited, more than 50 tales of supernatural "things that go bump in the night" happenings in Chagrin Falls, Ohio, and the surrounding areas.

Nestled in the foothills of the Cascade Range less than 25 miles northeast of Vancouver, Yacolt was once a gathering place for local Indians to trade with coastal and intermountain tribes. The Klickitat word Yacolt means haunted valley or a place of evil spirits. The name might have come from an incident when five children were lost picking wild berries. The demon, Yacolt, took them, so the story goes.

A half-mile north from Jo. Dunfer’s, on the road from Hutton’s to Mexican Hill, the highway dips into a sunless ravine which opens out on either hand in a half-confidential manner, as if it had a secret to impart at some more convenient season. I never used to ride through it without looking first to the one side and then to the other, to see if the time had arrived for the revelation. If I saw nothing — and I never did see anything — there was no feeling of disappointment, for I knew the disclosure was merely withheld temporarily for some good reason which I had no right to question. That I should one day be taken into full confidence I no more doubted than I doubted the existence of Jo. Dunfer himself, through whose premises the ravine ran.

A seemingly love triangle that involves murder and betrayal but is really a fascinating insight into the mind of Ambrose Bierce and his radical politics that condemn the nation building and racist ideologies of white superiority that was prevalent among the wealthy Americans of his time.