The Onion House, Chapter Two

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“So we need to take the picture now that the sun is setting,” I said, looking around the group for a sign that someone brought a camera.

Blurred Edges Chapter Seven

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The savory smell of bacon is the first thing that came to Claire’s conscious senses, along with the warmth of the bed. Rolling over and nestling deeper into the goose-down pillows, Claire patted around for Marten in search of body heat. All she found was empty, cool mattress beneath the thick comforter.

HorrorZine

Mordecai the bat, once again bringing in good tidings

     Another issue of the HorrorZine is up and ready to be read, so head on over and enjoy some new fiction, along with a few tips on writing.

Nightcore

     Several videos that have me smiling this early Monday morn while I pull open documents to begin to add to. Felt like sharing, so enjoy!

Spooky little girl for your enjoyment...

Dead and Loving It Kindle

     Only one more day where you can get a copy of the Dead and Loving It novella free. To go and get the free Kindle version, just head on over to here to get a copy for yourself.

First Kindle Book is Up

     My first stand alone Kindle novella is up and ready to be devoured by the masses. 

     Here is where you can find it, and right now there's a way where you can read it for a limited time free! This will only last so long so go snatch it up while you can.

Cursed, Part Two

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“Well then? Would you like to look over the contract or pay for your purchase with cash?” Omid asked, setting the rolled up parchment on the counter next to the silver ring, that perfect silver ring. Thomas looked at it on the velvet pillow, shining in the light of the lantern.

Horror Zine

I have often wondered what this bat's name is... he looks like a Mordecai. Mordecai the Bat.

     Another month, another Horror Zine! A list of Bram Stoker nominees have been added to the page, and we get to see what the work of a 90's horror writer has been. A very interesting issue, to say the least.

Cursed, Part One

The Riverwalk was covered in flickering Christmas lights this time of year in San Antonio, the various couples walking, arms interlinked as they watched their breath fog in front of them as they scurried about downtown to complete their shopping. Thomas was no exception, the tall spiky-haired youth rushing along to get to the jewelry store to search for a perfect silver ring for his girlfriend.

Blurred Edges Chapter Six

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Lying awake that night, Claire listened to Martin’s heartbeat, her back pressed against his bare chest beneath the comforter. The steady thumping noise coming from his him was allowing her to slowly lull to sleep, despite the many noises echoing throughout the manor. Creaks and groans of wood shifting in the walls made for haunting melodies, while the sound of harsh winds beating against the windows added a slightly erratic rhythm to the beat.