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CREEPY STORIES TOLD OUT LOUD

by Aaron Vlek

AL-KITAB AL-GHOUL: Being the Singular Memoir of Ibn al-Warith, the Only Known Son of Abdul al-Hazrad, Called the Mad Arab by Some — COMING SOON

I used to believe as you do. How long ago I cannot recall, but I must have! I shudder to reflect upon that accursed time and would banish all memory of it but the regret that I was born as... Continue Reading →

ROOK’S FOLLY The Private Collector, Season 2 Episode 3

In all my time I’ve never come across anything like any kind of Devil, least not as it’s usually meant anyway, but vast libraries of questionable origin and nefarious usage, well, that I knew from Hell to Sunday and of... Continue Reading →

THE LIGHTS BENEATH THE SEA

I had just settled into my house at Harrowood Cliff for the summer and had only been in residence for a week when the first inkling of mischief came to my attention. Join Geoffrey Sykes Vermillion in this harrowing conclusion... Continue Reading →

THE OBJECT

  A  book lay quietly at rest in my lap. It was deceptive. It could have been asleep, or dead. It might have been poised to leap from the safety of my body onto the exposed throat of its prey.... Continue Reading →

THE DEATH OF A MAN

Tanner Keaton faces the very last day of his life on this green Earth. Narrated by Steve Shell  

THE OLD STONE HOUSE BETWEEN THE MOOR AND THE MISTS AND THE SEA

  The people of our village said the ancient dwelling was cursed, and some  swore it wasn’t even a natural house at all and if it hadn’t been called up out of the whispers of preternatural history they’d have razed... Continue Reading →

ANCIENT SALTS – Season 1 Ep 10 Part 1&2

The streets were completely deserted with not a soul in sight. Now, this was Hudson, boasting about the same population as a good sized Louisiana family, and they did roll up the sidewalks here around sunset, but this was the... Continue Reading →

SWALLOWS OF IGA – Season 1 Ep 9

  The Iga mountains were pretty as a postcard, as Martine would say, and the trail went on forever, forcing me higher and higher into the fogbound peaks where most of the day I was lucky to see a foot... Continue Reading →

CRIME SCENES JUST AIN’T WHAT THEY USED TO BE – Season 1 Ep 8

  He was a real looker, the kind the Janes just couldn’t keep their hands off; tall, olive skin, hair somewhere between chestnut and midnight and lots of it. The suit screamed out dough, big time, and the shoes, I’d... Continue Reading →

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