The Phantom of Loch Leys Our story is set in a castle that no longer stands on an island, that is no longer an island, in a loch that is no longer a loch.... By David White This is a story I first read in a book by Fenton Wyness,…
Earl Beardie and Auld Nick One cold Saturday night, Earl Beardie was playing cards with a friend in Glamis Castle. Deep in the castle, sheltered from the storm outside, the whisky and the chatter flowed freely, and the pair gambled on into the night. By Rebecca Brown Alexander Lindsay, 4th…
The Witches of Pollok House Janet calmly proclaimed that the Lord’s illness was a dark spell laid upon him by witches. Her return to speech lending her some kind of alluring mysticism, she led servants from the manor to the house of Janet Mathie, the midwife of the nearby village…
The De’il of Ardrossan If you walk along the sand from Ardrossan South Beach and glance eastward, you will see the red ruin of Ardrossan Castle propped up on Castle Hill... By Eva Gerretsen If you walk along the sand from Ardrossan South Beach and glance eastward, you will see…
The Vengeful Mermaid "Ye may think on your cradle- I'll think on my stane, An' there'll never be an heir to Knockdolion again". By Taylor Petrie A dozen or so miles south of Girvan, on the Ayrshire coast, stood the family seat of Knockdolian. This modest stone castle looked out…
The Dream Makers The girl carried on with her work, learning more all the time. Every day it was the same and every night the old man would make the dreams. By Graeme Johncok This story starts with a group of girls on their way for a day’s berry picking.…
Assipattle and the Mester Stoor worm One day, a terrible evil reached the shores of the kingdom: The Mester Stoor Worm, king of all sea monsters. Words by Rosie Young Illustration by Linley Barba Long ago in an ancient kingdom lived a farm boy named Assipattle. His six brothers spent…
The Baobhan Sith Before long, the women were singing an enchanting song and the hunters needed no more invitation to dance. They all seemed completely enchanted by the mysterious visitors. By Graeme Johncock In the Scottish Highlands lurks the most sinister of all the fairy folk, the blood thirsty Baobhan…