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Here’s a taste of the stories you’ll find inside my debut collection, Vaudeville and Other Nightmares, coming in paperback and digital formats on September 19, 2014.

A grief-stricken young boy finds the truth about his father’s inexplicable death is held by demonic thespians in the woods. To get it, he must find an audience for their final macabre performance.

Little Lacey loves to skate across the icy Lost Lake, but danger lurks above – and below – its surface.

Job interviews can be hell, but the role James has applied for could see his employer own him body – and soul.

As the storm to end all storms rages across a small town, leaving the ground red, the townsfolk look to their sins, reopening old wounds.

For his wife to live, Goran Vali has to feed a creature the treasures of the dead.

Michael Ford likes to watch. He’s the peeker who gazes upon the weak and wounded, the shameful and the damned. Yet, who watches the watcher?

Des is about to become reacquainted with an old friend. The face of his alter ego, “Muto”, famed horror host of many a television midnight, but Des is about to discover that true horror lies within.

Nothing can sever the bond between father and son – no matter how hard the father tries.

Clark wants to know the love of a woman, to be free of his mother’s house. But mother knows best from her boy – even from beyond the grave.

Lucius loves to bury things; his toys, his friend Dave Cooley. Before she killed herself, Lucius’ mother told him it was all because of his father. To find out if she was right, Lucius will embark on a quest to the deepest, darkest parts of the earth. He might just feel right at home.

Forfeit your life and you might just have to repay it in kind.

In a world that won’t wake up, Simon will face an ever-creeping shadow around his heart. A shadow that won’t rest until he sleeps.

Why do you have nightmares? Where do they come from? Welcome to The Fear Centre!

Cut: a stinging stream of blood; a trail in the dark for all to dread. Slice: a burning mark to map scars left unsaid.

Some Djinn are imprisoned out of hate, others out of trickery, but some seal themselves away with broken hearts. Of all the Djinn, theirs is the power everlasting.

What’s in a name? Evil, control, pain. The Name in the Dark. This ain’t no fairy tale.

Inside everyone beats the heart of a killer. Inside us all.

In a world where crime is solved with magic, Detective Tobias Knowles is about to stumble upon the murder case of his career, and discover talents he never knew he had.

Father Malloy is about to hear a dangerous man’s confession, and put his faith in the redemptive power of the Blood of Christ to the test.

Imagine if you had to relive your grief again and again – this is the Breadth of an Instant.

The black bird in his dreams at night and at his window in the day, the neighbour who offers him a compass, the other reflection in the mirror. Is Patrick Oswald Edwards going mad, or simply becoming someone he used to be?

Maria’s days as a victim of domestic abuse are coming to an end. The river is calling and she will be baptised anew.

It t’was the morning of Christmas, when all through the house, not a creature was stirring. Not even a mouse. But the presents are bleeding, and for young Nicholas fear abounds, as Santa secret is out.

For years Leslie Schiller’s childhood memories of her father Henry involved nightmares of him chained to his typewriter, watched by an agent of shadow. So when she receives a letter from him ordering her to destroy his writings she can’t help but be drawn to his den of literary despair. Amongst his piled pages of typed text, she’ll discover that hers and even the nightmares of history can be scripted to meet a bloody end.

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About darkscrybe

I am a dark fiction author and artist from Central Queensland, Australia. I've penned four novellas: Torment, The Noctuary, Vaudeville and The Last Night of October. I also illustrated the Bram Stoker Award-winning graphic novel, Witch Hunts: A Graphic History of the Burning Times.
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