This Week in Horror 11/29/2017

The Big Book of Bootleg Horror Vol 3 - Various Authors

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The third - and incredibly special volume in HellBound Books’ flagship horror anthology - this one bursting at the seams with even more fantastically dark horror from the cream of today’s horror scene, each one of whom was specially invited to contribute and support the fantastic Hilarity for Charity and its fight againt Alzheimer’s - proceeds from this mighty tome will be donated accordingly...

Featuring: Jack Ketchum, Michael Bray, Jeff Strand,
Chad Lutzke, Eddie Generous, Lance Tuck, Wade H. Garrett, Richard Chizmar and Billy Chizmar, James H Longmore, Jaap Boekestein, Iain Rob Wright, Michael McBride,
Edward Lee, David Owain Hughes, Ray Garton &
Benjamin Blake

Twenty-two tales of disturbing terror and nefarious imagination - the perfect antidote to a peaceful night’s sleep!


The Aching Darkness A Dark Fantasy Anthology - Various Authors

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Sensuality, Madness, Tortured Souls, & Dangerous Beings

These pages contain thrilling short stories for the dark fantasy lover. Fight grotesque, body and soul consuming creatures, hacking off their limbs with sharp pointy weapons, as Dark Angel, Ilese, defends humanity, in A Darker Fall. Find your true power as the head witch in your ancient coven, while hiding a terrible secret costing you everyone you love in White Matron. Mind meld with killer, lover, and immortal, Joe Smith, in Lord of Blood. Travel to Sin City for a Post-apocalyptic Vampire of Vegas story stocked with vampires and zombies, in Brevity.

Depravity, Lies, Blood, Sex, & Magic

Will Set Your Pulse Pounding
Your Spine Tingling & Your Mind Reeling

Fans of As the World Dies series by Rhiannon Frater, Resident Evil, and I am Legend by Richard Matheson will enjoy sinking their fangs into Brevity by Alexia Purdy, while Lord of Blood by Robert Stock's leading vampire will appeal to fans of White Hot: A Hidden Legacy Novel. A Darker Fall by Parker Sinclair introduces a lethal dark angel assassin who hunts down monsters with an arsenal of guns, swords, and SFF gadgets in John Wick and Underworld fashion. Don't let the title "white witch" fool you, Jessica Ozment's White Matron's coming of age lead, Fey, hiding some kick-ass supernatural powers for fans of The Craft, Snow White and the Huntsman, The Magician's, and Stephen King.

Warning, stories may trigger arousal and cravings for more with pant worthy NA paranormal and supernatural romance scenes.

Faun Song - S.A. Baker


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S. A. Baker delivers a new offering in the world of
Winterbourne

Isobel is just a simple girl living a simple life, until the call of Seonagh’s woods just outside the creepy Winterbourne cemetery.

She does not know why she is called there, but even her father, Ezra, understands the call, he
experienced it once himself.

A through the looking glass type adventure a little girl takes with twists and turns to excite even the most skeptic of adventurers.

Another out of the park adventure by S. A. Baker


Tales of a Dead End Street - Sam West


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Five houses on a dead-end street. Five very different occupants within these houses, safe and snug on the night of Halloween…

But on this night, when the walls between the living and the dead are at their thinnest, bad things can happen. Devils can walk among us.

It all starts when nine-year-old Danny’s mum opens the door to a most unique group of trick or treaters. The catastrophic chain of events that follow will devastate the people on this dead-end street.

Wish the good folks of Eastcliff Parade a happy Halloween, because for most of them, it will be their last.

The Noctuary: Pandemonium - Greg Chapman


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Psychiatrist Dr. Desmond Carter had always believed that his former patient, author Simon Ryan, was dead.

But, when a bloodstained manuscript penned by Ryan arrives at his office, Desmond begins to doubt everything he thought he had known—not just about the troubled author's past, but his own sanity. Desmond seeks the truth. Instead, he discovers the wellspring of madness.

In Pandemonium, the sequel to his acclaimed 2011 novella The Noctuary, Greg Chapman drags you deeper into the nightmarish reality of the Dark Muses—creatures forged from the very darkness in our own souls.

The words contained within will drive you mad… and damn you to Hell.

Free Read Friday: Destination Unknown

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Destination Unknown

Authors Note: Not too sure where this one is headed but we'll find out. Overheard a co-worker talking about not having calendars in her house and of course that piqued the interest of my writers mind. I wondered why one would not want a calendar unless it was to avoid being reminded of some past failure. Or maybe they were afraid to see how fast time flew as we all move towards a singular destination. After all, the only thing waiting for us at the end of life, is death, right?

Why anyone would want a calendar I have no idea, life is bad enough as it is without a constant reminder that another day has passed, and that you’ve taken one more step closer to the grave. My mom carried one of those day planners, you know the kind with kittens or some other cute shit on the cover, and all it ever did for her was serve as a constant reminder of the failure she’d become.

After all, we’re headed in the same direction, with the same destination awaiting us at the end. Be you a rich man or poor, a loving housewife or a whore, it didn’t matter. In the end we all died, beyond that it was destination unknown. Some believed in heaven and hell, while others assumed they would come back in a different guise. The only thing we really had to give us hope were our dreams.

For my mother her life’s dreams had slipped through her fingers, her prince in shining armor had arrived astride a Harley, swilling beer and smoking pot, with the occasional side trip courtesy of a little purple microdot. The castle turned out to be a cramped two bedroom trailer that was no better than a meat locker in the winter, and a sauna in the summer.

The walls were so thin the pictures hanging on them moved in response to a stiff wind. They had come with the trailer when we moved in, and one in particular stood out from the others. It was a painting of Jesus with children gathered around him. The title had been written in white along the bottom. Suffer the little children to come to me. It always got me to wondering about religion and belief. From my perspective, if god really did exist, he was one fucked up dude to let the things that happened to children go on. Or maybe he just didn’t care enough to interfere.

To say life was hard would be an understatement, life was, life. School, when I opted to attend, only served to reinforce the fact that I had come from the wrong side of the tracks. While everyone else was wearing Levi’s and Dockers, with Nike, Adidas or North Face shirts, I would arrive decked out in the latest cast offs compliments of Goodwill if Mom hadn’t drank up all the money for that month, or the local rescue mission if she was in her cups.

But who could blame her.

One time, when I was much younger, she told me that when she was a little girl she wanted to be a dancer. All of her friends were hoping to get married to a good man and they spent much of their time planning weddings that had a snowballs chance in hell of ever happening. Though one of her friends did manage to have the wedding of a lifetime, a fairy tale marriage that ended in divorce and suicide. 

She had been different, she told me that day, while she was about one and half sheets short of a full three sheets to the wind, and getting closer with every shot she took. She even tried to prove how good of a dancer she was by pirouetting through the living room. To be honest it looked pretty damned good to a scared seven year old kid worried she was about go off on one of her rampages. Then she tripped over the edge of the carpet and hit the floor with enough force to rattle the walls.

That was the day I learned the true meaning of suffer the children. I suffered because no one else was available to take the blame for not fixing the carpet. I was only seven, hell I was still trying to dress myself right, so fixing the carpet was a bit over my pay grade. 

To be continued!

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This Week in Horror 11/22/2017

The Devil Lives in Lawrence - S.K. Epperson


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A routine real estate showing in the history-rich college town of Lawrence, Kansas takes a dark turn and brings Eve Mellor and Shawnee pilot Nate Catton together to face events littered with symbols too confusing to understand--and a few decapitated bodies. Neither wants to believe the bloodshed is attached to him or her, but the evidence proving one of them right is confounded by a meddling detective, a missing head, and a stalker who can't take no for an answer. Add to the mix a theory about crime that cost Eve her job and follows her everywhere, bringing back people from her past that she'd rather not think about, let alone face, particularly when Nate keeps bringing up nearby Stull, and the nation's fascination with the place believers call one of the "Seven doorways to hell."
The Scourge - R. Tilden Smith

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Moji Douglas has spent most of her adult life fighting the demons of her childhood. But with determination, faith, and lots of help from her best friend Crystal, she believed she was on her way to fulfilling God's purpose for her life—to be a loving wife and mother with a family to call her own. But a cataclysmic event thrusts her into a fight for survival, forcing her to confront the broken pieces of a forgotten past, and unwittingly pits her against the greatest evil humanity has ever faced.

Demon Riders - Jack Holder


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There is evil in this world. Demons, rampaging beasts…Texans…
For many in the world, there is only one hope to turn to. Harsk and his Riders, ruthless warriors against the encroaching darkness of the Pit. Defending the weak, destroyers of demons, and broken beyond any hope of repair.
But the Ride is changing. One day of recruiting will turn the Ride on its head, and many will never be the same again. All because of one poor child. Kait Demonborn is a Rider. Evil will never be prepared.


Knuckle Balled - Drew Stepek


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Following the Vampire holocaust in LA, RJ and Eldritch find themselves in Austin with Bait’s younger sister, Pinball, searching for the great L. Byron Nghtyshade--the only one Eldritch believes can help them. But Austin is weirder than the duo could have imagined. Not only are there more vamp gangs hindering RJ’s mission, they’re more insane than their LA counterparts and addicted to harder drugs than heroin.

The obstacles push RJ into a pit of self-loathing and doubt of saving Pinbill from her sister’s fate. As the chances of survival dim, and RJ is given one final chance at redemption, he must confront the one true evil… himself.

Bacchus Chronicle - Stephanie Burke

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Blakemore is many things to many people -- a songbird with an amazing voice, a vampire childe, the only one of his kind, and the darling in the eyes of his ex-deity Creator... A slave who is now free and seeking revenge on those who abused him.

Mentally fractured and bordering on insane, the childe who crosses three god pantheons, Blakemore will stop at nothing until he sees those who enslaved him laid low, but at what cost?

Reality and insanity blend as he draws closer to those who orchestrated his downfall, but will destiny decide his path or will Blakemore find the courage to stand up to fate and decide his own future?