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The whole neighborhood was terrified when people began disappearing into thin air after Zach and his Mom moved into the creepy old house on the corner lot. The whole neighborhood was afraid of young Zach. Zach was weird. Zach was creepy. What they didn't know yet was, Zach had a very unhealthy appetite.

A man with a strange fetish for wacthing violent acts realizes he has become much too close to his dangerous hobby.

A woman who has resorted to becoming an escort to survive in the year 2013 - after a nuclear bomb has wiped out about 40 percent of the city's population - has bad dreams of a phantom killer who attacks her in her sleep....

A man who is slowly but surely losing his mind, paranoid that he is being hunted by a killer, decides to take matters into his own hands and kill the other man first - if he can find him.

After Bud's Tavern burnt down in 2005, I walked by there right after it happened and took a quick peek inside. Whereas most folks who hadn't been a regular patron - that is, would have seen nothing more than a charred, burnt-out mess that needed demolished as soon as possible - I, myself, without even closing my eyes, saw something totally different.

They preferred small, out-of-the-way truck stops. Easy pickings. Mostly near-retirement-age truck drivers and lonely waitresses needing a lift home, or tourists just passing through on their way to much greener pastures...Hitchhiking can be a very dangerous habit. Especially when there are serial killers on the loose...

The full moon rose up over the lake, its beams shining on the rippling waters and making them shine like hundreds of tiny little diamonds. Back in the shadows of the wood, beyond the tree line, a thousand tiny little eyes shined like liquid pools of blood in the moon's light show, resembling a thousand tiny Christmas tree ornaments.

Alas...the good old days are gone. But not in our hearts - or our memories. That's the amazing thing about the human brain; it has this neat little “memory palace”, where can store all of our most favorite memories - and the palace has this neat little lock on the door that only WE can open. And inside that palace...oh, what memories!

The crazy lady wanders and wanders and wanders, and without ever really going anywhere. There's really nowhere to go. Except forward - and away from her past. Her past is a hard thing to escape, too. Since becoming one of the vultures, her whole life has felt like just one small piece of a universal puzzle. So far, for the crazy lady, the other pieces of the puzzle have failed to fall into place. So she wanders. As she wanders, so does her mind.

After his estranged father suddenly goes off the radar, Brian Davis pays a long, overdue visit to his childhood home to find his father dead from the Covid 5 virus...or was it something far more sinister and human behind his demise? After logging into his father's computer and reading the last story he was working on - a literal magnum opus of faith and hope, along with some very accusatory remarks about corruption in our government - he realizes his father may have become a human target.

Every small town has it's share of big, dark secrets, and the sleepy little town of Lobo, Texas, seems to be bursting at the seams. Who is the mysterious derelict the town Sheriff talks to down at the old train depot at night? What exactly are the old train cars filled with? What has the local biker gang suddenly gone missing? For the citizens of Lobo, these questions may be answered soon enough - and with terrifying clarity.

I walk through the door of my cabin to see Kyra is already there, waiting for me anxiously, some soft music playing on my ancient stereo. We begin slowly dancing, her long white gown blowing in the breeze coming through the windows. Suddenly, she disappears like a ghost - imagine that - and I look out to see two young boys lurking around outside, peeking at my windows, hoping to get a look at the crazy guy who lives there - the guy who plays with dead kids and dances with ghosts.

Luther Biggs was an amazing young man. But he was also birthed from tainted blood; Luther Biggs, Sr., a tall, powerfully built man with arms like 10-pound hams and the strength of an ox, was also prone to long alcoholic binges as well as bouts of extreme physical violence. Can Luther Jr. ever escape his past, get rid of his own inner demons, and live a happy life? Only time will tell, because the ghost of his dead father now seems to be haunting the local woods nearby, and his son may be the only one who can end his reign of terror before it's too late.

I believe, at times, a lot of people don't realize just how much pets can improve their lives. Pets make us laugh, make us feel better when we are sick or depressed. They make sure you are never lonely. They can even lower your stress levels, resulting in a lower risk of strokes, heart attacks, and other health problems. Having pets in the house also teaches your kids about responsibility, and gives them a forever friend that makes them feel safe and secure while their parents are at work.

A centuries-old vampire is captured and tormented over his past, and it makes him realize how lonely and lovelorn he really is. He longed in his heart for the love of his Jezel, his sweet Jezel, whose sweet, dark soul was taken from her as she slept beside him, a wooden stake driven through her heart.

So says a man named Davis, an aspiring writer who, after losing almost everything and everyone he has ever valued or loved, decides to write one last story before the Covid virus strain of 2023 claims his life as well - or the power and internet fails, whichever comes first.

Leo Baynes, a rich, charming entrepreneur, whose personal tastes tend to lean toward the “exotic”, was so intent on discovering the secret of his own wanderlust, he would travel to the very ends of the earth just to satisfy his own insatiable thirst for things most men would run from. That is, until he met Chio - the cat woman. Now, the very doorway was now opening to more than just a handful of humans who had ever known existed, much less tasted, pleasures that would redefine the parameters of sexual sensation - and other unknown terrors...

As an “amateur” filmmaker, I can't rightfully boast of being another Spielberg or Eastwood, but I know a really crappy movie when I see one. For example: the ever-present “final girl” chase scene at the end of most low-budget horror films. In reality? That is not the way it happens at all. I should know, from experience...

A man walks the streets after a nuclear apocalypse, searching for his wife, only to find unholy terrors lurking within the crowds of the infectious derelicts that roam the streets at night.

Come join me on our journey together, with tales of hope, inspiration, and redemption - and our long dark journey back into the light of God....