The Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Lori Safranek @SafranekLori @Sotet_Angyal #LoH #fiction

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A Cop’s Wife
by Lori Safranek

Jack’s on duty again, but he’s a cop and I’m a cop’s wife so I don’t complain. I just take a book to bed with me and think about ancient Egypt and not modern day Raleigh, North Carolina. Jack always says he chose well when he married me. I’m a nerd who can get lost in any book and forget everything around me. That way I’m not sitting up nights, worrying about his safety. Not that Jack knows about anyway.
Tonight I’m having trouble getting into this book because Jack’s working a double shift and I miss him. Instead, the book’s lying across my knees and I’m staring out the window at the wooded lot across the street. It’s shrouded in mist tonight, bringing out the beauty of the leafless, tangled branches.
Something catches my eye and I realize a person leans against the large oak tree right across from our driveway. I pull back from the window a bit, instincts telling me to not let him see me. I realize I don’t need to hide, when it’s my house and he’s the one who shouldn’t be where he stands, leaning against a tree, the red tip of a cigarette glowing, the brim of a hat standing out in silhouette.
This is just the sort of thing Jack’s warned me about, someone watching the house. It can happen to cops. I’m supposed to call him immediately, but I decide to wait and be sure I’m not imagining things.
I look out the window again and the man is gone. It must have been a passerby stopping for a smoke. I open up my book again and that’s when I hear a noise at my bedroom door.
With the hallway light behind him, I can see his hat brim and the knife in his hand. He steps closer until he notices the gun in my hand. The bullet leaves a hole between his eyes. I’m the perfect wife for a cop.
Fiction © Copyright Lori Safranek
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lorisafranek_freakedoutFreaked Out: The Complete Freak Show Series

Freak Show is a collection of short stories based on the adventures of performers from Steiners Freak Show, a traveling circus side show. Steiner carefully selects his freaks so that they are genuinely blessed with real talents, none of his performers are fakes! From the lovely young Snake Charmer to the Tattooed Man whose tattoos fade away and relocate themselves on his body, every single one is the real thing! And Steiner’s family of freaks run into some frightening adventures that bring them near death! This isn’t some barker’s come on, folks, this is the real thing. Come to the freak show and see what happens after the sideshow closes!

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The Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author M.L. Roos @Malina_Roos @Sotet_Angyal #LoH #fiction

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Hunted
by M.L. Roos

The rocks unwrapped themselves from the cold shrouds of the nebulous mist. Viktor watched it rise and nausea bubbled up his throat. He broke out in an icy sweat and stumbled back to the cave.
“Hurry! The children. We have no time. Run. Run now!” Viktor yelled as Marta picked up the baby and grabbed Yuri by the hand.
Her face, white as paper, she looked at Viktor. “But I thought we were safe.  I thought it was done.”
“I don’t think it will ever be done, Marta. We cannot out run it. I thought we could, but we just can’t. Not with the little ones.”
“There is no hope, Viktor?” whispered Marta, tears rolling down her face.
Viktor and Marta grabbed the children, and ran along the shore. With each step, the anger grew in Viktor. After all this time, how can we still be hunted, he thought. Have they learned nothing?
“Faster Marta. The mist will be gone in minutes. We have no more time!” he shouted.
Marta stopped. “Viktor. No more. I will not run. I will rip them to shreds if I have to, but I will no longer run. If they want to kill me, let them. You take the kids andgo. Start over somewhere else.”
“Marta”…Viktor sighed and knew it was the only way for the children to survive. He threw both children on his back. In the distance he heard the shouts of the people. He saw Marta run up the hill. She let out a roar that made the hairs stand up on Viktor’s neck.
“Don’t worry, loves. I will get us to safety where we will be safe to roam. I hear there are many of us out there.”
Marta’s was the last wolf howl to be heard in England.
Fiction © Copyright M.L. Roos
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Zippered Flesh 2
Short Story: After Darque

So, you loved the first ZIPPERED FLESH anthology? Well, here are yet more tales of body enhancements that have gone horribly wrong! Steroids from Hell. Horrendous piercings. Bizarre brain modifications. Obscene amputations. Facial reconstruction. Self-mutilation. Implants. Chilling tales by some of the best horror and suspense writers today, determined to keep you fearful all night (and skittish during the day).

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The Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Lisa Lane @LeighMLane @Sotet_Angyal #LoH #fiction

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Burning History
by Lisa Lane

 This has to be a joke, he’d thought when they’d apprehended him. There’s got to be some mistake, he thought when his sentence had been decided. What had happened to his constitutional rights? Due process? Did anyone even know this was happening?
They couldn’t. No one in their right mind would see something like this to the end. But then… all these people who’d come to watch… the line of officers holding their torches ready… were all these people out of their right minds? Had some kind of mass psychosis taken the world? How had things gotten so bad so fast?
At another’s command, the soldiers dipped their hands and the pyres caught. The initial smoldering created a thick smoke that had even the audience coughing and gagging, but it left those affixed to the hot, metal posts gasping desperately. Some tried to scream, but all their scorched lungs would allow was a series of high-pitched wheezes. Their toes and shins burned before the flames even reached their bodies, and then the seizing pain took them all at once. Searing flesh sizzled with boiling blood, denatured skin melting and blackening. Caps of fire caught on heads of hair. Eyes smelted shut.
The crowd distanced itself. Some people gasped. Some cheered. Did they even know what they were cheering for? The burning man considered the possibility that their onlookers had been just as ill informed about this as they had other recent events. After all, he was burning alongside the top journalists in their field, and they were burning for persisting in their efforts, despite the threats, to report as close as they could to the truth.
Fiction © Copyright Lisa Lane
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com 

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lisalane_janethehippievampireJane the Hippie Vampire, Volume 1: Revival

This four-part collection includes the first three novellas to the dark, dramatic horror series, Jane the Hippie Vampire, as well as an exclusive novelette:

Love Beads: Jane crosses paths with a middle-aged man who’s encountered her kind before–but he seems happy just to have the company. Of course, appearances can be deceiving, and his secret might just prove to be the end of her.

Flashbacks: Jane must face demons from her past when she encounters a long-lost friend and a homeless Vietnam veteran with lingering demons of his own.

Hair: Jane goes south for the winter, hoping to find reprieve in the forests of the Blue Ridge Mountains. A supernatural stalker of the shape-shifting variety has different plans, however. Will her new-found ally–a park ranger with a painful secret–be enough to help her avoid a fate worse than undeath?

Flower Power: Jane teams up with an astral traveler in order to banish a dreamwalker from her past–and in the process, she must confront her greatest nightmare.

About the series: Jane has had one hell of a time ever since she happened upon the wrong guy during the Summer of Love, but she’s taken it all in stride. Wandering from town to town, she seeks out the needy and the broken in hopes of breaking the curse that’s left her bloodthirsty and forever seventeen.

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The Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Jaime Johnesee @JaimeJohnesee @Sotet_Angyal #LoH #fiction

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Fun with Ice and Thompson
by Jaime Johnesee

“Christ, Delaney, move!” Thompson pushed the boy out of the way as the ship hit another of the strange icy formations gathering in the sea. A chunk of ice the size of the child’s head fell to the ground where the boy had been standing.
“Stay away from the sides until we get clear of the ice field.” Gary Thompson admonished the child. As he spoke, he kept his eyes on the ice. Bergs were cropping up by the dozens and he began to struggle, they were coming so fast.
The ship lurched violently as a hunk of ice formed underneath it, causing it to list to the left.
Thompson heard the first mate scream and he began moving toward the man just as the ship’s hull raked across the ice.
He turned to the boy. “Just stay away from the sides and pray that we can make it through.”
More monoliths of ice were bursting forth from the sea, causing a wild rocking on the boat.
He sped toward his first mate, grabbing him with his left hand, pulling his right arm back and knocking out the man with a right cross.
“You shouldn’t have stolen the Sea Witch’s treasure!” He yanked the mate’s necklace off him, causing a nasty welt to rise. He took a moment and regarded the beautiful coral charm, crafted from gold and jewels, before chucking it overboard.
A green-tinged hand rose from the waves to catch it.
“You have your talisman back, leave us alone.” Though he bellowed it as loud as he could, he wasn’t sure if she’d heard him.
As terrifying cackle filled the air the ship lurched and more bergs appeared, screeching against the hull of the boat and filling passengers with dread.
“Death to thieves, no mercy granted.”
Fiction © Copyright Jaime Johnesee
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com

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jaimejohnesee_riskRisk: A Samantha Reece Mystery
Book 2 (Shifters)

Neck-deep in the hunt for members of Americans for a Were-Free America, Sam discovers she’s not the only one on the prowl. The horrific crime scenes the FBI stumble across tell Sam that whatever is pursuing her enemy is more vicious and cold than even this most extreme of hate groups. Forced to protect the very people responsible for training murderers, like the infamous Grisly, Sam uncovers a nefarious plot wherein AWFA has been trafficking shifters and vamps into the sex-slave trade. Can she save the very people crying out for her blood? It’s a risk she’s willing to take.

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The Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Stacey Turner @Spot_Speaks @Sotet_Angyal #LoH #fiction

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Wolf Moon
by Stacey Turner

Draven pulled the collar of his pea coat up to block the bite of the wind. The fog hung heavy around him, nearly obscuring the moon above. But through the trees he glimpsed its bright promise, and his senses tingled. He glanced ahead, quickening his step. It wouldn’t do to let his quarry draw too far forward. And what a beautiful target she was, his Alicia. He’d followed her for the last three weeks and had her memorized—the curve of her cheek, the lilt of her laugh, the faint lisp lingering in her speech. He knew where she went and with whom. Knew the way a stray curl escaped her ponytail to caress her cheek when she worked on her computer late at night. And yet, she understood nothing more about him then that he made her morning latte just the way she liked—full caff, shot of espresso, steamed almond milk, no whip.
She walked deeper into the trees, fearless it seemed. He sighed. The time was almost upon them. He tried to recall a line from the movie The Wolfman, something about how even a man pure of heart can become a wolf when the moon is bright. He shook his head. He wasn’t pure, but he was a wolf, stalking his victim, pouncing.  Not a real werewolf, of course, those didn’t exist, but he thought himself as close as you could come.
A break in the fog allowed the moon to shine down, full, bright. Exhilaration built in Draven’s chest and he strode forth purposefully, eating up the paces between Alicia and him. But, she stopped. Pushed her coat from her shoulders and turned. Before his eyes, prey became the hunter as he stared at the beautiful white wolf she’d become.
Fiction © Copyright Stacey Turner
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com

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staceyturner_morbidmetamorphosisMorbid Metamorphosis
Short Story: The Lake

This book contains 22 stories from authors around the world. Together they bring you morbidly terrifying tales of metamorphosis, transformation, and deep horror that will follow you for days long after you’ve read the last page. Beware reading this book at night, and alone – for the mind is a powerful thing, and you may find you have company in the shadows!

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The Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Naching T. Kassa @NachingKassa @Sotet_Angyal #LoH #fiction

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Blackstone Beach
by Naching T. Kassa

Billy Sharon looked out over Blackstone Beach and smiled. Dark cliffs and sea-polished obsidian delighted his eye, while a salty breeze tousled his hair. The place was perfect. He couldn’t believe it was haunted.
The island natives had warned him about the ghost. They claimed it crept inland from the sea, camouflaged by the evening mist. He had laughed at their superstition.
The chill of twilight brought tendrils of fog. No eldritch shape nor translucent creature emerged as the mist moved across the stones. Billy’s smile broadened. He slipped into his sleeping bag and rested on the sand. The world darkened around him and, as the campfire’s crackling mingled with the ocean’s whisper, his eyelids grew heavy.
He woke only once during the night. Something cold and wet had touched his left arm. For a moment, he thought the tide had come in. He cracked open an eye and an unextinguished fire greeted him. No water glimmered in its light.
Billy realized his arm had gone numb. It had fallen asleep and woken him. He gave it a quick shake before returning to oblivion.
When he awoke a few hours later, the morning sun had risen. He licked his dry lips and groaned aloud. All of his limbs had lost feeling and as the blood returned, agony rode its coattails. He opened his eyes and screamed.
A phantom squatted a few feet from him. Its face appeared washed away and Billy couldn’t tell if it had eyes. The only thing he could see was a lipless gash filled with teeth.
Billy tried to scramble to his feet and suddenly realized, he didn’t have any. His hands had also vanished. All that remained were four cauterized stumps. Two ended below the elbow. Two ended below the knee.
Billy began to shriek.
The ghost held a finger to its lips and, against his will, Billy fell silent.
“I’ll be back at sunset,” the figure said. “Wait for me.”
It laughed as the tide took it away.
And, it laughed when it returned that night.
Fiction © Copyright Naching T. Kassa
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com 

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nachingtkassa_jackolanternJack O’ Lanterns
Short Story Inclusion:
The Devil and Molly Kavanagh

Halloween, every horror writer’s favourite festival and every reader’s wish that the writers find something new to say about it. . . look no further than this startling new collection of Halloween Horror! From the first very nasty little story to the final lengthy one outlining the history of the pumpkin, there is horror entertainment all the way. Enjoy!

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The Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Mary Ann Peden-Coviello @MAPedenCoviello @Sotet_Angyal #LoH #fiction

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Ring of Fire
by Mary Ann Peden-Coviello

“You light a fire in my heart,” he said. That was how it started. And, oh, it was good. Gentle kisses, flowers, and romantic strolls.
“You’re my burning desire,” he said. And, oh, it was better. Hot, crushing kisses, rumpled sheets, and hotels in distant cities.
“You’re cold as dead ashes,” he said. And, oh, my heart shriveled.
“You’re a cheating, lying slut,” he said. “You’re cold to me, but you lie down for every guy on the street.” The words hurt more than the fists that followed them.
The handcuffs were easy to locate and buy, the gasoline even easier. I waited till he was sound asleep, drunk and sedated – he shouldn’t have let me make his drinks that night, not with my fresh bottle of sleeping pills close at hand. I’d spent a few minutes during the afternoon grinding the pills to a fine powder. When he was snoring, I poured the gasoline all over the bed. I joined him there and used the cigarette lighter I’d given him for our first anniversary to light the fire.
Flames leapt up like lapping tongues, kissing his hands, his lips, his face. His screams echoed my own as the cuffs that bound us together, hooked through the bars of the headboard, heated and twisted, as my hair caught fire.
My love was a flame, raging out of control. My hatred raged even higher. And it was best of all.
Fiction © Copyright Mary Ann Peden-Coviello
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maryannpedencoviello_frightmareFright Mare-Women Write Horror
Short Story: One Hour Before the Dark

Women write horror and have written it since before Mary Shelley wrote FRANKENSTEIN. This anthology is to highlight the fact women write great horror and to kill the fallacy that they aren’t in some way up to standard. They are. Read here stories by Elizabeth Massie, Nina Kiriki Hoffman, Lucy Taylor, and a plethora of other great writers as they work on your nerves, get inside your head, and bang out some of the scariest tales written today. I’m proud to present these women for your consideration, as Rod Serling might say, as I ask you to step into FRIGHT MARE. Lock the door and windows, put on a light, and remember, it’s not real. It’s not real. Midnight awaits, monsters scheme to take you away, the strange and weird wait in the shadows, but it’s not real. Is it?

Edited by Billie Sue Mosiman, the author who brought you the SINISTER-TALES OF DREAD collections and her latest suspense novel, THE GREY MATTER.

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