Volume 1: From Ashes to Magic

51VQEyFqAAL

It’s when they creep out of the shadows that you should beware. The good ones will hold your hand when you’re having a nightmare; the bad ones BECOME your nightmare, seeping into your very soul and burrowing in the darkness until they’ve completely taken over.

Ten authors. Ten stories. Many supernatural beings you’ve come to know and love.

Once you plunge into these pages, you won’t want to leave.

Hang on to your socks, because here is an excerpt from Sulfur Night

Only when Stea was securely settled into the whitewashed wagon did the
guardians realize she hadn’t cried. Not a whimper. The mother had screamed and fought weakly against stronger arms as they had expected. But they had prepared for an infant, who would cry until its throat grew horse and bloody and its red cheeks were washed in tears.  

Instead, here was the babe, the water of the womb barely dried upon its skin,
silent, watching the guards with keen eyes. Those eyes betrayed the tainted nature of the child’s soul. Where there should have been white, there was only unholy yellow encircling irises darker than black. The infant blinked and the guardians couldn’t stop the involuntary shudder that slid through their bodies.

Want to read the whole story? The entire anthology is available in E-Book and Print Copies from Amazon!

Volume 2: From Myths to Monsters

Seeking refuge in your disbelief, they can do as they please—hide in plain sight to live among us or they might scurry into places unknown, weaving new traps to seduce their prey.

In our second annual Supernatural Beings anthology, we have eleven enchanting tales of legendary creatures to keep you warm at night.

Hate them or love them, once you plunge yourself into these pages you may be seduced by a creature or two.

And since you’ve been so patient, here is an excerpt from Fated

Chlo picked up her order and headed to the door. He beat her there, holding it open for her. 

“Maybe I’ll see you around.” 

“Maybe.” She stepped around him. Then she saw it. Or she thought she saw it. She stepped onto the sidewalk and the door closed behind her. It was probably a trick of the light. Maybe a bit of spider silk or a piece of that fake spider web material that was cropping up on everyone’s window boxes and trees. 

Want to read the whole story? The anthology will be released this Winter!