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Oddities, Curiosities and Undefinable Wonders, edited by Doug Murano Twice Upon an Apocalypse: Lovecraftian Fairy Tales, edited by Rachel Kenley and Scott T. Goudsward Tales from The Lake Vol.3, edited by Monique Snyman Gutted: Beautiful Horror Stories, edited by Doug Murano and D. Alexander Ward Tales from The Lake Vol.2, edited by Joe Mynhardt, Emma Audsley, and RJ Cavender Children of the Grave The Outsiders Tales from The Lake Vol.1, edited by Joe Mynhardt

com How to Avoid Death on a Daily Basis Currently available: Book 1: Welcome to Probet Book 2: Welcome to Fengarad Book 3: Welcome to Dargot Book 4: Welcome to Monsterland Book 5: Welcome to Nekromel Book 6: Welcome to Requbar Coming soon: Book 7: Welcome to Gorgoth From the same author: Entertaining Tales of Grin the Cheat

I saw him in my dreams and sometimes it felt like he was right next to me when I slept. Since we encountered that crypt and spoke to that man Ryan, I haven’t been able to forget what he said and I haven’t been able to forget the crypt either. I know it makes no sense for there to be werewolves or other supernatural creatures but what I felt in that tomb felt real. I knew the others felt it too but they didn’t want to admit it. So we’ve all just been acting like it all never happened. Maybe if we ignore it enough it may never come back to haunt us. I was still thinking about this when my door creaked slightly. My gaze shifted to the door and I saw Emily peeping through the small opening. “Jus

She turned just as the first creature lunged. It had been a half-blood once. She could see the remnants of humanity in its face, the shape of its eyes, the curve of its jaw. But those remnants were buried beneath layers of corruption, dark veins pulsing under gray skin, teeth that had been filed into points, eyes that held nothing but hunger. Elif shifted and met the creature mid-leap. Her claws tore through its chest, but it did not stop. It did not even seem to feel the wounds. It kept coming, snapping at her throat, its claws raking across her shoulders.

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Helen looked concerned at that comment, but said nothing. My shame and humiliation at my confession of wantonness was far more overwhelming than I’d imagined it would be. It appeared the prudence of the eighteenth century had infiltrated into my twenty-first century thought process. Helen eased my discomfort by explaining that vampires not only had the ability to glamour their victims into doing their bidding, but she suspected my wanton behavior was a result of some form of aphrodisiac being slipped into my drink. The only puzzling factor was that I hadn’t taken a drink in my chambers. If I’d been slipped anything in my drink, it would have had to have been given to me in my mead at dinn

Before Jasper could respond, Hank said, “You, I will speak with. The warlock must leave.” Opting to keep Ben in the dark about the zombie’s demand, Jasper telepathically said to the leader, “He means no harm. He is normally kind and patient. The males in his coven were killed by vampires and the females were taken prisoner. He is distraught. It was his idea to seek your help.” “Help? How can we help?” Hank asked. “Better yet. Why would we help?” “The how is easy for me to answer,” Jasper explained. “When I bit a vampire, he died. Since I’d already created a formula for them against werewolf venom, it had to be the zombie venom that killed him.”

Ruth ended the call and left Alex and Lee with an astounded expression. “Oh God.” Their minds were about to melt down. Werewolves, vampires, witches—were all real. Alex was reminded of a book he read at Books and Artifact where he works. “Lee, I found a book at Books and Artifact that was about supernatural creatures. I think the name of the book was, um, Wars, Wood Battles, um, I can’t remember.” “You mean The Wood War by Kayla Nicky Chadson?” Ha! The boy jolted in shock as he heard the voice of Abigail behind them. They stared at each other, confused about what to say.

The prying sensation of the mind’s-eye. “Err—no. No, there’s nothing.” I tried to sound as confident in my answer as I could. But if this man had seen any thoughts concerning Dawn in my head, I might have been in trouble. “It is just these books… they really fascinate me.” “Ah, young vampires are always thrilled at first by the old tales of the Lobo. Some believe that there must be more to it than just ink on paper.” He spoke like a sage. Full of wisdom.

she calls out, a smirk playing at her lips. She just had to end with another jab about the formal. Right when Axel was here. God, I’ll kill this girl someday. Axel, however, doesn’t seem to pick up on Corey’s final remark. His eyes are fixed on the book in front of me. “What are you reading?” “It’s… nothing. Just a story.” But almost as if he can sense my bluff, he flips the front page with ease, revealing the title sprawled in bold letters: LYCANTHROPY: HISTORY, MYTHS & OLD FOLKLORE.