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  05:21:00 pm, by

New Editions of The Vampire Next Door Now Available

New Editions of The Vampire Next Door Now Available

I'm excited to announce that new print and eBook editions of The Vampire Next Door are now available from Amazon and other retailers.

Tori believes she’s found the perfect new house…until she discovers her next door neighbor is a vampire. Delving into his world leads to some very dark secrets.

Excerpt from The Vampire Next Door:

Her neighbor was probably eighty and grumpy. Tori trudged across the grass. Judging by the look of the house, he was already in bed. She hesitated at the front door. It was a little late to be visiting. Tori looked again at the strange red envelope in her hand. Then again it could contain something vitally important to its rightful owner. She might be doing the mysterious Mr. Alexandrov a favor by redirecting his lost correspondence. He might already have seen her loitering on his doorstep. He could already be en route to his front porch to demand what she was doing there. Well, here goes, Tori thought. And rang the doorbell. A huge echoing bong that sounded right out of a horror movie echoed throughout the house.

Blood dripping from his mouth, Rudi looked up from his dinner. Now what? First he'd been tormented all day while he tried to sleep and now some idiot disturbed his repast by leaning on his doorbell. His hand gave an involuntary spasm. Blood squirted from the bag he'd punctured, soiling his hopelessly creased pajamas. He looked down in disgust at the blood he'd spilled. He simply couldn't answer the door like that. It was probably someone trying to sell him something anyway. Someone taking advantage of the long hours of summer daylight by annoying him into the evening. He chose to ignore them.

Receiving no answer, Tori rang the doorbell again. She peered through the etched glass on the door into the cavernous darkness inside. The place looked as gloomy as a tomb. Perhaps no one was home. But as she was about to turn away, she saw a flicker of light near the back of the house. Maybe they just hadn't heard her.

The narrow alleyway between the houses couldn't be more than two and a half feet wide. And in the deepening shadows it appeared downright sinister. But it was the fastest way to the rear of the house. She stepped into the darkness, feeling her way with the tip of one sandaled foot. It was like stepping into a tunnel. She felt the press of old brick mere inches from her shoulders. The old cobblestone beneath her feet felt cool and damp, as if the sunlight never reached this narrow space, even in the summer. Choking down an overwhelming sense of claustrophobia, she kept walking. Darkness cloaked her completely. Within a few feet all she could see was a spattering of streetlight from a neighboring street. Tori quickened her pace and tried to keep from screaming.

Suddenly, the alleyway belched her into her neighbor’s yard. She dragged in a breath of cool evening air. A glance at the sky showed a dusting of stars. She turned toward the wan light coming from the kitchen window. Mounting a set of rickety old stairs, she raised her hand to knock on the back door.

A glimpse through the window froze the breath in her throat

She stared unbelievingly, trying to make sense of the scene unfolding before her in her neighbor’s kitchen

Set against the glare of a candle hunched a dark haired man. Tied with a leather thong, his hair trailed down his back, thick like a horse's mane. He wore some type of loose shirt that draped exquisitely over a muscular chest. Dark brows framed even darker eyes. His straight nose gave him a serious expression that warred with his full sensuous lips.

But it was the pointed incisors peeking out from within those full lips that stole her attention. She watched, spellbound as he plunged those sharp teeth into something dark and squishy looking. Sucking sounds escaped from a window slightly ajar to catch the evening air. It took Tori a moment to recognize the thing in his hand. The last time she'd seen a plastic bag with a little tube at the end was…when she'd given blood two weeks ago.

Her eyes widened. She sucked in a convulsive breath.

Sensing that small movement, her neighbor turned toward where she stood shrouded by the shadows in his backyard. His eyes caught the candlelight and glowed red.

Tori's scream burst free.


Blood absorbed Rudi’s senses. Thick and coppery, it slid down his throat, blocking out everything except his hunger.

A piercing scream jolted him back to awareness. He suddenly realized he was sitting in full view of the back door hunched over a bag of blood like a hungry hyena. His head shot up, searching for the source of the intrusion. More blood pooled on his lower lip, then dripped down his chin to splash in his lap, staining his pajamas further. Another drop of it hit his ceramic tile floor with a splat. Rudi swore eloquently under his breath.

Just when he thought the evening couldn’t get any worse, the woman in his backyard screamed again.

No matter, Rudi thought, gathering his wits. He’d capture the screaming maiden, hypnotize her and wipe all memory of his transgression from her mind.

Intending to do just that, he leapt from his chair, overturning the antique and ignoring its clatter to the floor. He wrenched the back door open and fell upon the damsel in distress.

With lightning speed, he seized her in his vice-like grip. She was pretty enough, he thought absently. Hair dyed the color of old blood by the wan light of the moon spilled over her shoulders. She wore only a dust-smeared t-shirt and shorts. In her hand she clutched a crimson envelope. He recognized his own address scrawled on the front.

Oh no. This couldn’t be his new noise-polluting neighbor, could it? All the more reason to hypnotize her quick.

He glared down into her wide, terror-stricken, gray eyes. She squirmed in his grasp, further heightening his hunger. He tightened his grip. She whimpered.

“Please don’t hurt me. I didn’t see a thing.” Then, realizing what she’d just admitted, she added, “I promise I won’t tell a soul.”

Rudi increased the intensity of his stare. She stilled in his arms, waiting. But her gray eyes were aware, wary.

And she was staring straight at his fangs and his blood-smeared mouth, taking it all in despite his attempts to hypnotize her.

But he simply had to wipe her mind. He couldn’t have her living next door to him, a mere two feet away, knowing what he was. She was still watching him with those wild, terrified eyes. Damn, he hadn’t meant to frighten her, just to abort her imminent discovery.

He pitched his voice comfortingly low and said, “You are feeling sleepy.” Carefully, he watched her.

Her bottom lip trembled. “No, I’m not. I swear, I’m wide awake.”

Rudi frowned in annoyance. His tongue flicked out, sponging the blood off his chin, so she wouldn’t be distracted by it. “Yes, you are,” he insisted in that calm, inflectionless voice. “You’re getting, very, very sleepy.”

She fell silent and for a second, he thought he’d succeeded. Then she asked incredulously, “Are you trying to hypnotize me?”

Rudi sighed in exasperation. He was Vampire, Lord of Darkness. He shouldn’t have to endure this humiliation. “No,” he snapped. “I’m not trying to hypnotize you. But you are getting drowsy. Your eyelids are getting heavy. You are feeling very relaxed.”

Annoyance flashed in her eyes. “No,” she insisted. “I am not.”


  06:30:00 pm, by

The Mummy's Embrace - Now Available

The Mummy's Embrace - Now Available

I'm excited to announce that The Mummy's Embrace is now available in print and eBook from as well as other retailers.

Skye Madison has been entrusted with settling her uncle’s estate, a creepy Victorian mansion filled with macabre relics.

When two collectors become interested in the property, it seems too good to be true.

Skye soon discovers what’s behind their sudden interest. The house contains a secret room, and not just any secret room, but one hiding an ancient burial tomb.

And a mummy who’s not as dead as he first seems.


Excerpt from The Mummy's Embrace:

Skye jerked awake sometime later, unsure what had startled her out a deep sleep. She couldn't tell how much time had passed, but it felt like hours. Her body felt stiff and sore from sleeping in one position. Every nerve leapt to attention. Her heart thundered like someone had crept up behind her and yelled Boo!

Gingerly, she sat up. Impenetrable blackness assaulted her senses. The atmosphere felt thick enough to touch. It took a moment to remember that she was in Uncle Max's house, had been asleep on his couch.

Though she couldn’t see anything in the pitch blackness, she had the distinct impression that someone or something was watching her. The very air seemed to vibrate with its breath, as if it the night contracted and expanded with each inhale and exhale.

Darkness thick as velvet obscured her vision. She groped for the lamp at the end of the sofa. Her fingers found the switch. In the silence she heard a loud click and then nothing.

Warm breath stirred the little hairs on her neck.

Skye jumped to her feet. The wrap tangled around her legs, tripping her. She fell to her hands and knees on the old carpet. For a moment she had the sense of something bending over her, something stifling in the weight of its age. Her scream died into silence.

She shoved the wrap off her legs. Ignoring her stinging palms, she crawled across the carpet until she came to the far wall. Using her hand for guidance, she felt along the edge of the bookcase until the wall ended with the doorway. Her fingers found the light switch.

Bright light seared her eyes. She blinked back tears and looked around. The wrap lay on the floor where she'd kicked it. One of the pillows had tumbled down on top of it. But there was no one else in the room with her.

Skye drew in a shaky breath. The room seemed exactly as it had been when she’d gone to sleep.

“Stress,” she muttered like that explained it all. Job stress, the strain of having to dispose of all Uncle Max’s treasured things, the unnerving night spent in an old, long-vacant house.

She reached for her wrap, intent on finding another less spooky room to sleep in. But as she lifted the material a dark beetle crawled out from under it.

“Ew!” She backed up, her shoulders hitting the wall. No, not a beetle, she realized. A scarab. Probably something Uncle Max had germinated in his lab downstairs. Barefoot, she didn’t want to step on it, didn’t want to touch it any way. But she also didn’t want to leave it to crawl about the house where it might be tempted to jump on her in her sleep again.

Grabbing one of the many books off Uncle Max’s shelf, she tossed it in the beetle’s direction. Grabbing her wrap, she shook it vigorously to dislodge any other unwanted visitors and fled the room.


*The Mummy's Embrace was previously published by Double Dragon Publishing under the title Mummy's The Word.


  02:06:00 pm, by

Horror Library, Volume 6 - Now Available

Horror Library, Volume 6 - Now Available


I’m excited to be included in the new anthology Horror Library, Volume 6 with my story The Night Truck.


The multiple Bram Stoker Award® nominated Horror Library anthology series is back!

Shepherded by new editor Eric J. Guignard -- himself a past Stoker winner -- Horror Library Volume 6 is imbued with a new level of literary energy and purpose. It features 27 brand new horror short stories, written by 27 different authors, including well-known pros and up-and-coming new talents.

As always, if you'd like a snapshot of where modern literary horror fiction is headed, you've found the right book.

Don't miss Horror Library Volume 6! The Librarian wants to see YOU.


Available in Paperback and eBook.




  03:42:00 pm, by

Now Available - New Editions - Guardian Angel, Fallen Angel, Dark Angel

Now Available - New Editions - Guardian Angel, Fallen Angel, Dark Angel
Now Available - New Editions - Guardian Angel, Fallen Angel, Dark Angel
Now Available - New Editions - Guardian Angel, Fallen Angel, Dark Angel


I'm happy to announce that new ebook and print editions of Guardian Angel Fallen Angel and Dark Angel are now available.


Guardian Angel

Having worked her way up through the Heavenly ranks, Porsche’s recently been promoted to Guardian Angel—and now she wishes she’d stayed back in Dream Central.

She’s lost a soul. And not just any soul: the soul of handsome stockbroker, Alex Chalmers. With mankind’s faith at an all-time low and Lucifer making a move to buy up a controlling interest in Heaven Inc., this could not have happened at a worse time.

Porsche’s determined to battle every succubi, satyr and she-devil in Hades—and possibly a traitor in Heaven—if that’s what it takes to get Chalmers’ soul back.


Fallen Angel

When Porsche Winter sees a she-devil in a downtown bar, she knows it can only mean trouble of the worst kind. For this is not just any ordinary demon—it’s Naamah, Lucifer’s second-in-command.

At first Porsche assumes Naamah’s visit is a coincidence. But when the Four Horsemen show up, Porsche realizes that the Apocalypse is imminent. Having been stripped of her angel powers and superior strength, defeating the Devil’s forces isn’t as easy as it used to be. Still Porsche is determined that Lucifer won’t be getting a foothold on Earth—at least not in her town.

So it falls to Porsche, her handsome squeeze Alex Chalmers and bumbling matchmaker Cupid to save every soul on the planet.


Dark Angel

Having narrowly averted the Apocalypse, Porsche has a new position as a Guardian Angel on Earth. She’s looking forward to Valentine’s Day when her boyfriend Alex decides he wants to break up.

While at The Purgatory Bar, pondering the many changes in her life, Porsche meets a new man. Devlin seems perfect in every way. Could he be the perfect rebound fling—or is he maybe just a little too perfect?

In trying to uncover Devlin’s true identity, Porsche is thrust back into the conflict between Heaven and Hell. But this time she intends to win—in war and love.


Also available in print and ebook editions from





  08:34:00 pm, by

Now Available - Group Hex Vol. 1

Now Available - Group Hex Vol. 1

I'm so pleased to be included in the anthology Group Hex Vol. 1 with my story "Miles To Go."


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