The Calm Before the Storm

Night in the desert was calm, a placid time when the temperatures dropped and the dangers of the day gave way to the dangers of the night. Hassid had been warned by some Bedouin traders not to take this rocky pass, for it contained “dreaded things”, but Hassid wanted to reach Mecca within the next few days and this route would take him through the mountains instead of around them. What choice did he have?

Dead Girl's Dance, Part One

“Dead Girl’s Dance?” I repeat, wiping down one of the many tables at the coffee shop in the student union. Looking over my glasses, I stare at the girl who’d come up to me, asking if I wanted to go with her out of the blue.

Editing Process, Part One

     "I remember last century in a far more favorable light than this one," the Ghoul remarked, a party hat perched stickily atop his rotten skull. Rolling, bloodshot eyes turned to peer at the Editor, who was already going over a few new stories the Ghoul had pulled from his collection. "Well?"

Real World Horror: Christian Martyr Complex

     Up from my crypt and getting ready for the New Year (here's hoping that 2015 is a good one for this bloated cadaver!) when I notice an odd little article on a site I frequent just to motivate me more to horror stories.

The Crystal Spider, Part One

Rushing through the mall, Abby was looking for the perfect gift for her mother. Her mother collected small porcelain figurines, generally from this one store that had handcrafted, local art figures. Jogging between two women, Abby ignored her father’s call to slow down; it was Christmas! She had to find the perfect gift before someone else bought it!

Barker the Snowman, Part One

Timothy was bored.

Demonic Visions: Fifty Horror Tales Book Five

     Merry Christmas from my grave to yours, dear readers. I see that many of you have been busy shopping for the perfect gift for a special someone... and why not? Tis the season after all... so with all the work you've put into your own good deeds, why not see the foul deeds between the covers of a new Demonic Vision?

Jingle in Hell, Jingle in Hell, Jingle all the way!

Gruesome, isn't it? Well so are the stories written in the eBook, which can be found online within the next few hours as an eBook, and as a paperback within the week! So sit a spell and have a read... you never know, maybe your dreams will take on a new type of Merry after a few stories.

Pre-Orders for Shrieks and Shivers

     As I'm certain you all remember my post in regards to Shrieks and Shivers, I have a fun announcement, so to speak. The Pre-orders are available here and here, for the respective kindle and paperback/hardback covers.
     It's looking like it'll be a great anthology and I'm really excited to be a part of it, so feel free to stop by those links and see what we have to offer.     

Fantasy Friday: A Dowry for Hamelin, Part Three

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Eighty-five pounds of Troll organs and meat. Hamelin was weighed down by an additional eighty-five pounds of Troll flank and Troll liver, while his mother carried an enormous green slab of heart meat slung over her shoulder from the beasts own sinew, and twelve vials of the creatures musk, along with a flask of its blood and six foot and half long tusks. After she’d finished harvesting from the Troll for over an hour, she’d climbed down a bit, hanging off the Troll by its shoulder and swung up, slicing deep into the creatures neck. With a savage pull followed by another thrust, the head had gone toppling down to the forest floor, the body remaining stiff and rigid in place in the canopy.

Teddy Has an Operation

     Not really horror, but funny none the less. Enjoy!