If you need to catch up, here are links to previous chapters: Parts 1-2 Part 3 4. The sight of Hell suddenly appearing through the wall of Chad’s apartment was enough to silence him temporarily. The horseman’s firm grip held him by his collar, as Chad dangled above a lake of lava. Far below, a … Continue reading Chadpocalypse 1:4
Werewolves Don't Howl We should have brought matches. The thought rang through Nick’s head clear as a bell, even after everything else had become a frozen blur. James sat beside him, panting on a rock. His boyish hair was slick with sweat and his parka was crusted with a fresh coat of frost. Should have … Continue reading Whiteout Chapter 1
This is another one-off I wrote at about the same time as Diary of a Dead Man. It's a little darker, hope you enjoy. Sitting with his back to the faded, old window, it almost felt like he was alive. Outside the evening air was stale, held stagnant by a bitter chill. Red drapes hung … Continue reading The Ghost Writer
Prologue It started simply with two individuals sitting in a coffee shop. One was Brian, a young, not-all-too-handsome man, with a slender frame. The other was a woman, dark, also slender, but with a shrewd look about her. Brian gazed down at the freshly wiped glass of the table as his coffee cup leaked … Continue reading Diary of a Dead Man
We should have brought matches. The thought rang through Nick’s head clear as a bell, even after everything else had become a frozen blur.