It's 1588, the height of the Reformation, and a killer is terrorizing the German countryside. There are reports that the legendary Werewolf of Bedburg has returned to a once-peaceful land. Heinrich Franz, a cold and calculating investigator, is tasked with finding whomever -- or whatever -- the killer might be. He'll need all the help he can get, including that of a strange hunter who's recently stumbled into town. Though they're after the same thing, their reasons are worlds apart. And through it all, a priest tries to keep the peace among his frightened townsfolk, while a young woman threatens his most basic beliefs.

In a time when life is cheap and secrets run rampant, these four divergent souls find themselves entwined in a treacherous mystery, navigating the volatile political and re

Here are thirteen short stories of horror and suspense to make you feel you are not alone in the room--even when you think you are.

A simple man falls victim to paranoia.

A teenage girl wants what she wants--no matter what.

Three different--but equally deadly--compulsive murderers.

Two marriages that take chilling turns.

A haunted house with a twisted ending.

A man at the end of his career, and his eerily lifelike ventriloquist dummy.

And more. Thirteen shorts in all.

Make sure the lights are on.

"The Haydock Haunting: A Short Story."
Imagine you lose your mind... and Something’s waiting to take its place.
Bereaved Isobel believes she’s haunted and is afraid she knows who’s doing it. But if she’s wrong, her mistake could cost more than her life.
This stand-alone short story also forms a chapter of new novel "Fitful Head: A Ghost Story".
Universal link to Fitful Head: A Ghost Story: getBook.at/FitfulHead

Cursed and abandoned on the lonely outpost of a forgotten planet!

Born on the turbulent sea's edge of a deserted world, 500 denizens roam their castle of broken stone, held in thrall to the fear of some dark creature of myth. Wizened and wise-seeming leaders of this abandoned realm, Old Darius and the Elders, alone may decipher the hieroglyphics carved deep into the walls, and which tell the tale of the curse that has gripped them since a sin of abominable proportions countless generations ago.

Armor-clad sentries now stand on lofty battlements facing the violent sea and awaiting the return of unspeakable evil; the moon whispers the name of their tormentor to those who dare stare upon its face but drives to madness those who do not turn away. It is time for the curse of Jaxx!