RELEASE: The Sirens Call eZine Winter 2021 Edition – Issue 56 | FREE Online #Horror and #DarkFic #eZine #magazine @Sirens_Call

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The Winter 2021 edition of The Sirens Call!

The 56th issue of The Sirens Call weighs in at 190 pages containing 139 pieces of dark fiction and horror in the form of short stories, flash fiction, and dark poetry! This issue also features artist Dave Dick who has shared 12 pieces of his artwork with us, including Sky Monster, which is featured on the cover. This issue also spotlights our first glimpse from cartoonist D.S. Ullery, his article A Cartoon Saved My Life, and 12 of his satirical and humorous Goulash panels. Our featured author, Mike Salt, has a bit of advice for budding or struggling authors, and has graciously offered an excerpt from his novella, The House on Harlan.

Visit Sirens Call Publications to download a free copy!

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Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author A.F. Stewart @scribe77 @darc_nina #LoH #fiction

The Ladies of Horror
Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!

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A Bottle From the Sea
by A.F. Stewart

Calls from the dead shouldn’t be answered.

A twisted, citrus-scented breeze blew in from a deep ocean storm, stirring malevolent powers best left drowned. The fish fled, the crabs scuttled into holes, but a harbinger deposited itself on the beach, waiting for…anyone really. Crusted glass and seawater, crumbling paper and skeletons of sea bugs all buried in wet sand. Cursed flotsam washed up on shore, an echo of the far forgotten lost. I knew when I saw the bottle, but Danny didn’t.

I loved the man, but he never saw the right things, only the shiny superficial things. I tried to teach him, but he didn’t take to it; too much stark reality in his soul. I’d been holding on out of… dreams maybe, or his smile. Whatever the reason, today was the day it would end.

I knew that the minute he touched the bottle.

The paper fragmented in his hand, and the broken edge of glass sliced his palm. The scream came first, his or hers, I don’t know. Then the spectre rose, like smoke from a beach bonfire, charcoal soot and ember hot, from the dusted pieces of the soul spell now caught in the wind and headed back to sea.

None of that mattered to Danny.

She seared him, like a thick burned steak in butter, until he was nothing but char and bone. She had no choice; that’s how cursed souls like her get free. She vanished to whatever hell or heaven would take her, and I buried Danny, with the bottle, above the tide line, under the proper warding. Couldn’t have him stirring from his grave and spreading the curse. I’ll miss him, but he was bound for a bad end with him being such a fool.

As I said, calls from the dead shouldn’t be answered.

Fiction © Copyright A.F. Stewart
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com
 

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More from A.F. Stewart:

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Visions and Nightmares

Tragedy spares no one… and takes no prisoners.
In the twilight shadows, secrets are revealed past the whispers of madness.

Wander into the realm of the old gods with Elenora, where humanity and marriage are a prison.
Step through a looking glass of dark horrors with an Alice you never knew.
Join with Zenna to seek the truth as her death by magic grows closer.
Journey with Olivia as she crosses paths with a monster of the forest and runs for her life.
Watch Isobel summon the faerie to solve her problem of an unwanted husband.
Shiver as Doctor Killbride experiments with corpses to create life from death.
All that and more await within the pages.

Ten stories. Ten women.
Who will survive? Who will fall? And who will succumb to their inner evil?
Find out in Visions and Nightmares.

Warning: This book contains disturbing scenes that may be upsetting to some readers.

Available on Amazon!

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OPEN Call for Anthology SUBMISSIONS: Deep in the Woods | #Horror #DarkFiction #anthology #OpenCall #fiction #submission #story @Sirens_Call @Darc_Nina

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Deep in the Woods

SUBMISSIONS OPEN December 1, 2021 – January 31, 2022

Be it day or night, the forest hides its secrets from our eyes. Whether you find yourself alone or with others, its innocence can be deceiving, and its inhabitants deadly. What horrors await within the wooded land where nature reigns supreme?

Be creative! Your story can be supernatural, otherworldly, creature-horror, or down-right evil. Deep in the Woods hides a playground for your imagination!

Required theme:
All stories must take place in the woods/forest and must be horror or dark fiction.

Word count & Compensation:
Stories between 4,000 – 8,000 words will be considered for payment of $25.00 USD, an ebook contributor copy, and the right to purchase an unlimited number of print books at discount.

Stories between 2,000 – 3,000 words will be considered for payment of $10.00 USD, an ebook contributor copy, and the right to purchase an unlimited number of print books at discount.

How to submit:
Submissions MUS be sent to Submissions@SirensCallPublications.com with the following details included in the SUBJECT line of your email:

SUBMISSION – [call you are submitting for] – ‘[your story title]’ – [your name]
Example: SUBMISSION – Deep in the Woods – ‘Trees’ – Lee Andrew Forman

Submission deadline:
January 31, 2022

Reading & Evaluation Period:
Two to three months after close of the deadline.

The following will not be considered:

** NO REPRINTS WILL BE CONSIDERED **Multiple submissions will NOT be considered.

As per our publishing standards, stories containing pedophilia, bestiality, or graphic rape scenarios will not be considered.

For formatting information, please visit our General Guidelines page at SirensCallPub.com

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Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Alex Grehy @indigodreamers @darc_nina #LoH #fiction

The Ladies of Horror
Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!

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Breathe
by Alex Grehy

Cut

Don’t cut

Orangutan

begged

with

her

eyes,

despairing

Uncaring, I

destroyed

her

forest

home.

Consume

Don’t consume

Protesters

begged

with

placards.

Mindless, I

devoured

more.

Fall

Don’t fall

I begged

the

ghosts

of

trees

for

more

air.

Vengeful,

they

dropped

me

into

the

polluted

depths.

Breathe

Don’t breathe

Can’t breathe

 
Fiction © Copyright Alex Grehy
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com

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More from author Alex Grehy:

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After a lifetime of writing technical non-fiction, Alex Grey is fulfilling her dream of writing poems and stories that engage the reader’s emotions. Her work has been featured by a wide range of publications including Siren’s Call, Raconteur, Bookends Review, and Toasted Cheese. One of her comic poems is also available via a worldwide network of public fiction dispensers managed by French publisher, Short Edition. Her ingredients for contentment are narrow boating, greyhounds, singing and chocolate. It is a sweet life, yet Alex’ original view of the world has led to her best friend to say ‘For someone so lovely, you’re very twisted!

Please click here to discover more!   

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Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Asena Lourenco @ElaLourenco @darc_nina #LoH #fiction

The Ladies of Horror
Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!

003NOVBlack or White?
by Asena Lourenco

I could feel the droplets of sweat dripping out of my pores, each one rapidly running down my face. On the bright side, it may have washed the black streaks of dirt off of my face. My once white gown became a grey rag, decorated with irregularly shaped holes.
 It’s funny that the face-covering that was intended to protect me was being used to suffocate me. Greasy strands of hair intruded in front of my eyes and my filthy fingernails dug into my palms as I struggled in an attempt to keep my dress from falling down. I failed.
 My muffled screams thumped through my ears as I fought against the tight straps around my waist.  I tried to turn my head away from the countless cameras clicking and flashing in front of my face, but my chin was soon forced in a certain direction. As I tilted my head, I could just about see my reflection in one of the camera lenses. My mouth was an open crater as I struggled to recognise myself.
 A few hours ago, I had been a picture-perfect face, adorned with perfectly styled curls and a beautiful white gown, on my way to the city ball. Day and night, black and white. How I wished it was still day.
Fiction © Copyright Asena Lourenco
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com.

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More about Asena Lourenco:

Asena Lourenco is 14 years old. She loves reading, playing Scottish traditional fiddle music on her violin, dancing, and martial arts as well as writing her own stories.

She would like to be a teacher and writer when she grows up. She also loves cats and babies!

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OPEN Call for Anthology SUBMISSIONS: Deep in the Woods | #Horror #DarkFiction #anthology #OpenCall #fiction #submission #story @Sirens_Call @Darc_Nina

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Deep in the Woods

SUBMISSIONS OPEN December 1, 2021 – January 31, 2022

Be it day or night, the forest hides its secrets from our eyes. Whether you find yourself alone or with others, its innocence can be deceiving, and its inhabitants deadly. What horrors await within the wooded land where nature reigns supreme?

Be creative! Your story can be supernatural, otherworldly, creature-horror, or down-right evil. Deep in the Woods hides a playground for your imagination!

Required theme:
All stories must take place in the woods/forest and must be horror or dark fiction.

Word count & Compensation:
Stories between 4,000 – 8,000 words will be considered for payment of $25.00 USD, an ebook contributor copy, and the right to purchase an unlimited number of print books at discount.

Stories between 2,000 – 3,000 words will be considered for payment of $10.00 USD, an ebook contributor copy, and the right to purchase an unlimited number of print books at discount.

How to submit:
Submissions MUS be sent to Submissions@SirensCallPublications.com with the following details included in the SUBJECT line of your email:

SUBMISSION – [call you are submitting for] – ‘[your story title]’ – [your name]
Example: SUBMISSION – Deep in the Woods – ‘Trees’ – Lee Andrew Forman

Submission deadline:
January 31, 2022

Reading & Evaluation Period:
Two to three months after close of the deadline.

The following will not be considered:

** NO REPRINTS WILL BE CONSIDERED **Multiple submissions will NOT be considered.

As per our publishing standards, stories containing pedophilia, bestiality, or graphic rape scenarios will not be considered.

For formatting information, please visit our General Guidelines page at SirensCallPub.com

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Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Sheikha A. @Darc_Nina #LoH #fiction

The Ladies of Horror
Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!

003NOVSehr
by Sheikha A.

I was here for his lungs –
my one truest – traipsing
through lives bearing his
cord to my navel – my one
soulmate. I come from
a progeny of loyalists;
we attach ourselves
to those we love – he
was my generation gone 
and yet to come. He fell
easy, it was never hard to get
him to love me – the runner
that he has always been –
only never stayed in my forever.
It was becoming tiresome
chasing, making him remember
our love that was meant to be – us, 
the surviving unit of the universe. 
He cut my cord each life
as he was going to yet again.
I was going to let him go –
I had evolved/awakened/
 
enlightened to the spirit of 
the highest good – abandoning
my need to wear him like skin;
to exchange flesh and blood –
so many lifetimes in birth 
and death – he’d forget my taste
in his memory. Each time I ate
a piece of him, we’d vow on blood
we’d never part. My body must
have carried scars far many than
the stars in several galaxies –
all the lifetimes of running
blades on each other in fervour;
desperate promises of never
losing the other again. We’d find
each other by these maps we carved;
all these lifetimes of youth
and old age, wasted. Confused
and dazzled just how he always was,
I decided to stop chasing. But, I could
keep some of him – any of him – if not
his soul this life around. I caused
his brain to die; I dug my hands in
his burning body to fetch from where
he breathed – from where he inhaled
knowing – his life insulated mine
by every organ; we would stop
meaning to be – the plan of source. 
His skull shivered under the tongue
of the flames. I didn’t let him reduce
to ash – how could I –
stop making him to be.
I left his heart – to be free –
I snatched his lungs – as if –
so he’d never find human form
in whatever life he chose to return.
Fiction © Copyright Sheikha A.
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com.

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More from author Sheikha A.:

Screen Shot 2019-12-17 at 10.57.17 AM.pngNyctophiliac Confessions:
Poems by Sheikha A. and Suvojit Banerjee

“The night is cold enough to inspire poetry,” says Sheikha A. in her poem, “Reading My Bones.” This is the basis of Nyctophiliac Confessions – poems that are introspective and luminal, poems that require a certain amount of silence and space to be fully formed and appreciated. Reading these poems, I imagined that they were the kind of poems that assert themselves unbidden during a bout of insomnia. (A nyctophiliac being someone who loves the night or loves darkness).

Nyctophiliac Confessions is the 17th installment of Praxis’ chapbook series and contains twenty-six poems written by two poets, Sheikha A. and Suvojit Banerjee, interspersed with abstract paintings by Robert Rhodes.

Available Here!

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Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Terrie Leigh Relf @TLRelf @darc_nina #LoH #fiction

The Ladies of Horror
Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!

004NOV(A Haibun)
by Terrie Leigh Relf

During the before times, we knew our ancestors buried their loved ones in the sea. We didn’t understand this, but acknowledged their choice, if not their wisdom. For what seemed like forever, we would cast our loved ones on a sacred pyre with fragrant herbs and spices, scatter their ashes on the wind. 
    how sand shifts
    beneath our feet
    a moment of silence
Perhaps it was after the flood times, when our village divers began to discover ceramic vessels with intricate patterns, bringing them to shore. Our Elders gathered, reached out to touch these vessels, knowing what waited within.
    released at last
    the spirits of our ancestors
    and so we are reborn
Fiction © Copyright Terrie Leigh Relf
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com 

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More from author Terrie Leigh Relf:

The Sisterhood of the Blood Moon

For thousands of Earth years, the Transgalactic Consortium has had a quiet interest in this planet and its inhabitants, the Haurans. While the Sisterhood of the Blood Moon works together with the Consortium and Haurans to maintain balance in the universe, the Blood Moon is fast approaching. The power of this moon reveals untold secrets . . . including a sacred covenant with the Mora Spiders. There is an ancient pact that needs to be honored—but at what cost and for whose purpose? The world may come to an end. But will there be a chance for a new beginning?

Available for purchase from the Alban Lake Store!

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Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Ela Lourenco @ElaLourenco @darc_nina #LoH #fiction

The Ladies of Horror
Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!

003NOVAshes to Ashes
by Ela Lourenco

They told me to know my place. I was to do their bidding… all their bidding. Anything they wanted because they were men. And I… just a lowly woman. No talking, no complaining, working until my back broke, my fingernails fell off, my once beautiful skin cracked and bled.
They passed me around, laughing, jeering… to them I was no one, nothing…
I took it all, day after day, year after year. Silent, like a cat with no tongue. Head bowed in compliance – more dead than alive.
Time dragged its cruel feet in this light-deprived hell hole I called home. And yet I persevered. I waited. They grew complacent in the face of my defeat, they were strong, they were men. So, they never saw me coming. Never saw the flames or smelt the smoke. The last sound they ever heard was my laughter as I watched their skin melting off, disbelief the last thought they had…
Fiction © Copyright Ela Lourenco
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com.
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More from Ela Lourenco:

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Awakening

The Royal tournament, the Karnac, is fully underway. But there is deception and betrayal at every turn. Unseen dark forces are at play, both within the school grounds and out with. Even the Gods are unable to help when a new threat looms over them all.The very existence of Azmantium depends on Lara fully becoming the Child of Fire and casting aside the Shadows lurking in every corner of her beloved planet.Can she overcome the challenges that await? Will the Shadows cover the world in darkness? Only Lara and her friends can change the fate of Azmantium.

Available on Amazon!

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Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Linda Lee Rice @darc_nina #LoH #fiction

The Ladies of Horror
Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!

004NOVPale, Pale, Heart
by Linda Lee Rice

I had loved him with all my being, with a ferociousness that I could not begin to conceive. He was mine from the moment I saw him, strolling down the street, coat tails blowing in the wind. He looked at me, nodded, and I knew I was lost.
As I cast my eyelashes down demurely, (after all, I wasn’t the slutty type,) he winked as he strode past. My heart melted as I knew he was the one I’ve been waiting for.
I followed him that day and for many days afterward, trying to catch his attention, my new love. He frequented bars and taverns, playing poker, and drinking heavily. THOSE type of women draped across his lap as I peeked in the windows. 
I knew he was better than that, being seduced by the whores and prostitutes, it wasn’t his fault. He just didn’t know that I waited patiently for him to notice me again.
At last, I followed him to an alley as I wanted to speak to him about our passionate love affair. But wait! Who is that with him and what are they doing in the alley? The wench from the tavern is kissing him where I want to kiss him. He’s not pushing her away but laughing that teasing laugh.
My knife is sharp as I slash the wench’s throat, a crimson smile dripping blood. Wait, my love, don’t look at me in such horror! DON’T PUSH ME AWAY!
Too late my knife rises and falls again, this time cutting out his deceitful heart. Stabbing it as many times as he has phantom stabbed mine. I lay it on the patch of wildflowers as the frost covers his pale, pale, heart…I turn away.
Once again, I stroll down the street looking for my new love. He was mine from the moment I saw him, strolling down the street, coat tails blowing in the wind. He looked at me, nodded, and I knew I was lost.
Fiction © Copyright Linda Lee Rice.
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com
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More about Linda Lee Rice:

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Linda Lee Rice aka Ruzicka has poetry published in Twilight Times, Dark Krypt, Fables, Descending Darkness, Writing Village, Spine, and Page, Muses Gallery, Bloodbond, Lycan Valley Press Publishers, Alban Lake, Highland Park Poetry, Rosette Maleficarum, The Siren’s Call, Edify Fiction and the June Cotner anthology, “House Blessings” and “Garden Blessings

She has short stories published in The Grit, and Reminisce, Haunted Encounters: Friends and Family, FrostFire Worlds. Plus, a personal essay at Mamalode. She also has various articles and blogs published online as a freelance writer.

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