Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Selah Janel @SelahJanel @Sotet_Angyal #LoH #fiction

Posted on August 22, 2017 by Nina D'Arcangela

The Ladies of Horror
Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!

The Sale
by Selah Janel

“It’s gonna need a lotta upkeep,” the realtor warned. Most had run away by now.
“Seems to be in pretty good shape. Though I’ll definitely be making some additions.” She walked through the lounge, pausing to perch on a lush, but dusty chair. The middle-aged man tried to keep from cringing as she made herself at home, practically prancing from the web-covered planter to the end tables so she could click on the lamps. “Very homey, isn’t it?”
“If you say so,” he mumbled. There was something about her enthusiasm that was unsettling, even if she did have money and charisma. “You say you’re hoping to reopen as an inn?”
“Of course. It’s perfect, after all. Can’t see why it went bust in the first place.”
“People these days like modern places.” He should have been pushing harder, but something in her face unnerved him.
“Not my kind of people.” Her lips quirked up. “It’s perfect for a themed mysterious mansion sort of vibe.”
“Ah, events then? Like murder mysteries?” He relaxed a bit; she was likely an actor.
“The best murders usually are.” She grinned. “That’s a joke, by the way. Does this fireplace work?”
He was being silly. Make the sale, stupid! “Not that one, but there are some others that do. That’s mostly for décor, it’s hollow behind it.”
She grinned and the lamplight cast strange shadows on her face. “Lovely.”
Small talk. Make small talk! “You said your relatives used to run hotels? You’re a Hilton?”
“Close, but no. I come from the Holmes’.”
“Like the detective?”
Another smile, but this one was calm and satisfied. “Something like that. I believe you have yourself a sale. You simply must be one of the first guests when I open. Now let’s sign those papers.”
Fiction © Copyright Selah Janel
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com

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More from Author Selah Janel:

Mooner

Like many young men at the end of the 1800s, Bill signed on to work in a logging camp. The work is brutal, but it promised a fast paycheck with which he can start his life. Unfortunately, his role model is Big John. Not only is he the camp’s hero, but he’s known for spending his pay as fast as he makes it. On a cold Saturday night they enter Red’s Saloon to forget the work that takes the sweat and lives of so many men their age. Red may have plans for their whiskey money, but something else lurks in the shadows. It watches and badly wants a drink that has nothing to do with alcohol. Can Bill make it back out the shabby door, or does someone else have their own plans for his future?

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The Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Marge Simon @Sotet_Angyal #LoH #fiction

Posted on August 22, 2017 by Nina D'Arcangela

The Ladies of Horror
Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!


Spectral Perfume
by Marge Simon

Her cloak thrown carelessly on the chair,
a field of rolling velvet hills where
up and down spiders swarm,
drawn to a decanter tinged
with garnet — Muguet from Paris,
created at the first of World War I,
and none to follow for a year –
the survivors might as well have
bought the scent of perfumed blood.
Certain songs of times gone by
of young men dying in the trenches,
with only crumpled memories of home,
letters scented with Muguet,
signatures in carmine kisses.
The air is thick with shadowed secrets –
like the single rose she puts beside
her precious, priceless perfume,
darkly sacred as her memories.
She never charged conscripted men,
forgets she died in 1924.
Fiction © Copyright Marge Simon
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com

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More from Marge Simon:

Small Spirits

Small Spirits is another of the poems-for-art duets by Bram Stoker® Award winning poet Marge Simon and artist Sandy DeLuca. These unusual poems involve dolls of many sorts, including legends from countries all over the world. You will find small spirits of the wicked, the damned and the beloved. Be prepared for the mystical, magical and often misanthropic dolls in this colorful collection.

Available 2017!

 

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Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Lydia Prime @LydiaPrime @Sotet_Angyal #LoH #fiction

Posted on August 21, 2017 by Nina D'Arcangela

The Ladies of Horror
Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!

Gargouille
by Lydia Prime

On a biting November morning, frost coated grass crunched somewhere off in the distance. Faint, but still, I could hear definite steps crunching – quickening. I opened my eyes to check for whatever signs I could. If something was here, I needed to warn them. I stared out towards the redwood trees and watched as the wind whipped through the orange leaves. The branches not only swayed – but shivered. ‘Something’s coming,’ I thought, ‘I can feel it nearing…’ I moved ever so slightly, with just enough ease that no one would notice. I saw far beyond the wall of flaming branches and tried to focus on who or what was there. CRUNCH-CRUNCH-CRUNCH. No longer on frosted grass, but the fallen leaves that covered the forest floor. Whatever was there was still too far away to tell what sort of danger was looming just past the light.
The day began to fade and I still had no knowledge of what creature could have escaped the pit. I was, however, certain that it knew not only that I was there, but that I was watching. I continued to see its energy pulsing from the forest’s shadows. It’s waiting – but for what? I did not yet know. As the night began to cover the world in a somewhat peaceful sleep, my yellow eyes still scanned the tree line for the lurker. I was growing more concerned by the minute – I had heard a rumble and a crack not too long ago. Whatever was waiting before had unquestionably regrouped – something truly diabolical was headed this way. I began to sense them closing in, now in a pair, the original stepped into my sight with a new-found confidence. “Well, hello Gargouille.” He’d smirked and I cringed as he said my name.
“Surgat!” I roared. I should have known, “Who is with you, Demon?” I demanded. A demon whose sole purpose was to find ways to open doors and portals – even into mortals – was not one I wanted hanging around long. The accomplice emerged from the tree line. “Mephestopheles!” I shouted. I spread my wings and began my howling to alert everyone and anyone who could hear me, of the impending doom approaching. The other gargoyles joined in with my cries, and the two demons dropped to the ground before suddenly seeking refuge deep in the forest. Immediately after I stopped screaming, I looked around the trees. No sign of them, but I could hear something on the wind.
 “We’re coming, Gargouille.”
Fiction © Copyright Lydia Prime
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com

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More about Lydia Prime:

Lydia grew up in a small, ‘Mayberry,’ sort of town, in New Jersey. She thoroughly enjoys gummy bears and laughing through the darkest depths of life. More often than not, she writes about demons and monsters, however, being a recovering addict tends to turn inner demons into fearsome foes to be fought beyond the constraints of the mind. ‘Sometimes,’ she states, ‘what’s inside, is scarier than anything reality throws at you.’

Please visit Lydia on Facebook for more info. 

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Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Melissa R. Mendelson @melissmendelson @Sotet_Angyal #LoH #fiction

Posted on August 21, 2017 by Nina D'Arcangela

The Ladies of Horror
Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!


Open House
by Melissa R. Mendelson

The house was warm and inviting.  A gentle breeze slipped in through the open door and windows, dancing around the people inside.  The walls were light and sunny, carrying memories of loved ones and friends, moments painted with a touch of laughter and a hint of sadness.  Children wearing suits and dresses chased each other around and up the stairs, but as my shadow fell across the stairs, darkness entered the house.
For some reason, I could not move up the stairs.  I could not chase after the children, whose laughter should have warmed my heart.  I shuddered instead.  A hand touched my elbow, but when I looked, no one was there.  Still, it remained, leading me down the hall toward the kitchen, where everyone gathered, but I stopped by the basement door.  And then I headed down the steps and disappeared into the darkness.
The basement seemed ordinary.  The windows were small and dirty.  Furniture was covered with long, ugly white sheets.  The floor was kissed with both dust and mold.  There were no monsters here.  Still, I was pressed further toward the back, and then it was like I became a puppet, clawing at the brick wall before me until the bricks came loose, crashing to the floor.  And I peered into the abyss, discovering a hidden room with weird items such as an ancient, red book and a large, black bottle of liquid, but it was the skull that bothered me.  I burst into tears for that skull was me.
The house was warm and inviting.  A gentle breeze slipped in through the open door and windows, dancing around the people inside.  The walls were light and sunny, carrying memories of loved ones and friends, moments painted with a touch of laughter and a hint of sadness.  Children wearing suits and dresses chased each other around and up the stairs, but as my shadow fell across the stairs, darkness entered the house.
 Fiction © Copyright Melissa R. Mendelson
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com

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More from Melissa R. Mendelson:

Please visit the following link for a Chapter 1 Transcript Reading of LIZARDIAN by MELISSA R MENDELSON. Performed by Amaka Umeh.

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

Posted on August 20, 2017 by Nina D'Arcangela

The Ladies of Horror
Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!


World’s End
by Ela Lourenco

World’s End – the high-end hotel which was the hunting ground of many a lecherous tycoon or director on the prowl for the numerous young aspiring starlets in town. Scantily clad girls barely old enough to be out past bedtime all powdered and buffed, vying for the attentions of men who could change their lives with one word.
There is nothing here anymore. Nothing but the lingering scent of desperation and expensive perfume mingling with the heavy dust in the air. Dreams and hopes are caught in the many shroud-like spider webs blanketing the hand-carved wooden furniture.
This is where it all began – the contagion. Born of the sins of man, the virus spread like wild-fire, decimating every living human in its wake. Hollywood was unpopulated within the day. By the end of the week there were only a handful of survivors left on the planet.
I am one of those ‘survivors’, blessed with immunity to this disease, cursed to continue my existence on this desolate place that is Earth.
Fiction © Copyright Ela Lourenco
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com 

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More from Ela Lourenco:

Dragon Born

Far in the distant reaches of the universe is a world called Azmantium. A planet with lilac skies, jade green seas and fiery red suns. A planet where everything, from the tides of the sea to life itself, is rooted in magic. Children are assessed at an early age and trained according to their unique magical talents.

Lara, an orphan who has no memory of her true origins, is unaware that she has a vital role to play in the ancient prophesies that are about to begin coming true. Older than most who are just beginning their magical training, Lara will soon find out that destiny waits for no one, especially when the fate of the world rests on their shoulders.

With the help of her new friends, Lara will learn that in order to save the future, she must journey into the past – to a time when Dragons ruled the world!

Available on Amazon!

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

Posted on August 20, 2017 by Nina D'Arcangela

The Ladies of Horror
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Spiders in the Blood
by A.F. Stewart

Dozens of tiny spider corpses littered the marble floor and the velvet draped table, scattered across a half-filled glass decanter and the adjacent black rose. A murdered multitude of eight-legged creatures, drawn in by deadly magic.
The high-heeled click of footsteps sounded as Illyana entered, and a half-naked man tied to a chair squirmed, trying to scream through his gag. She ignored him, and the muffled noises he made, casting her glances at the arachnid husks.
“Such small things, but so precious.” She brushed a finger against some of the dead creatures, before opening the decanter. As the pungent perfume of its strange elixir wafted, Illyana scooped up dead spiders, depositing them into the liquid. Body by body, until each lifeless arachnid floated in her red elixir. She swirled the mixture, letting the bugs marinate. As she churned, their tiny legs twitched.
She laughed. “Round and round you go, my darlings.”
Illyana turned to the man, ripping off his duct tape gag to his scream of pain.
“What kind of crazy are you, lady?!”
“The worst kind, I’m afraid.” She yanked his head back by his hair and ordered, “Open your mouth!” His lips parted as if by her will, and she poured the spider laced liquid down his throat, commanding, “Swallow!”
Moaning and sputtering he did just that, ingesting the spider infested elixir until not a drop remained. The man groaned, reddish spittle drooling down his chin.
“What did you make me do?” His body shuddered, and he gagged. She smiled as his body convulsed, and the clock ticked down the silent minutes until he stopped shaking.
Illyana slithered her fingers over his arm. “Can you feel it beginning? Does your blood burn? With a sensation of creatures crawling in your veins?”
“Sick, I feel sick.” He gagged repeatedly, his chest heaving against the constraining ropes. They both watched as his skin rippled from underneath.
The man screeched, “What did you do to me!”
Illyana moved behind him. “Your blood will incubate my children. To be born from earthly spiders and my magic, consuming their host as they grow. I’ve given you a great honour.” Slowly an exoskeleton limb slid down his chest and fangs grazed his cheek.
His frightened whisper slipped out, “What are you?”
“Call me the Spider Queen,” she replied, her voice now hoarse and hissing. Her eight eyes glistened and another limb wrapped around his throat. Her sandpaper tongue licked his face and he screamed.
Fiction © Copyright A.F. Stewart
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com

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More from A.F. Stewart:


Killers and Demons: Books I and II

Book I: Creep into the pages to greet terror.
Killers and Demons is a collection of five horror stories where the macabre murderers don’t get caught and evil triumphs.

What happens if you awake, afraid, alone and in complete darkness? If you find someone wants your heart for Valentine’s, literally? Or if you come face to face with evil on the dark streets of historic London? You would end up dead, of course.
Come spend some time with the homicidal and savour their kills, dance with demons as they hunt and watch the blood drip slowly, sweetly from their fingers.

Book II: Evil is back, with a greater appetite for death.

Killers.
Demons.
They lurk forever in the shadows, smile at you in the morning, and haunt your dreams at night. You can’t hide, you can’t run, and there’s no escape. You can only scream when they come for you.

Killers and Demons II: They Return is a collection of thirteen tales, blending short stories and flash fiction, tales where the blood lingers on your tongue or spurts quickly from the swift cut.

The Villainous Roster:

Wade, every parent’s nightmare
Hannah and Mr. Greeley. Who is the victim and who is the villain?
Simon and Zoe, a married couple who are dying to be single again.
Norman and his “cookie” of a wife, Mabel.
Millicent and Jane, a delightful duo you shouldn’t invite to your Regency tea party
Amanda, who literally has a skeleton in her closet
Balthazar, the demon bounty hunter on the hunt once more.
Sarah, a young woman going through some changes and craving new tastes
Emmeline, hanged as a witch, now back from the dead for revenge
Gabrielle, a woman haunted by shadows
The Dollmaker, she showers death, and an umbrella won’t help
Nightmare Demons, bent on driving a town insane

And then there’s Alice, a little girl locked in the basement by her Daddy…

Together they form a spine-chilling cadre of predators.

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Featured Book: Screams The Machine by #author Sam Mortimer. #dystopian #sci-fi #fiction

Posted on August 14, 2017 by Nina D'Arcangela

Screams The Machine
by Sam Mortimer

Cash carries a disease; one that’s already killed a large majority of the population and something needs to be done. To stop the crisis from escalating, The Solution (a worldwide organization) is formed and rises to great power. They monitor people’s dreams and shape reality to fit their own wants and needs. In an effort to control existence itself, The Solution is searching for what they believe to be the ultimate tool; a person with the ability to master a deep connection with the mysterious, pervasive energy known only as The Ultimate Reality.

Watching her neighborhood decay, her friends and family perish, Elizabeth Reznik needs to find meaning in her life. She discovers her existence is more meaningful than she could ever have imagined. Operatives of The Solution seek her out, take her from her home and perform brutal experiments on her. Their conclusion? Elizabeth is the one they have been searching for; she is the key to gaining complete power.

The stratagem of The Solution is single minded – own the resources and you own the people. And the last resource available is free will. They will own your thoughts, they will orchestrate your dreams; they will dine on your fears. But there is always a cog in the machine… or in this case, a scream.

Available on:

Amazon Digital: US | UK | Canada | Australia | Germany | France | Spain | Italy | Japan | Mexico | Brazil | India | The Netherlands

Amazon Print: US | UK | Canada | Australia | Germany | France | Spain | Italy | Japan | Mexico | Brazil | India | The Netherlands

iTunes | Kobo | Barnes & Noble | Smashwords | CreateSpace (Print)

 

About the Author:

Sam Mortimer has worked the graveyard shift in law enforcement, attended film school, and has been writing strange stories since age eleven.

He loves reading, music, and strives to meet the demands of his five cats.

 

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The Calling by Author Brent Abell #supernatural #horror #fiction #book @BrentTAbell

Posted on July 30, 2017 by Nina D'Arcangela

The Calling
by Brent Abell

Carl Volker has a problem. After waking one morning with a hangover to find his wife gone, he notices a crow stalking around his yard.  As days go by with no word from his wife, more and more crows gather.

Frank Hill is sheriff in the seemingly pleasant town of White Creek. Up until recently, his job has been fairly mundane but after a recent spree of murders, bodies are beginning to pile up and Frank has no clue as to who the killer may be.

White Creek has kept its secrets hidden well over the years but the sins of its past are coming to light; the town harbors an evil and the bindings that keep it in check are beginning to unravel.

As Frank and Carl’s friendship is tested and their destinies are revealed, the dead accumulate while the crows watch and The Calling begins!

Available on:

Amazon: US | UK | Canada | Australia | Germany | France | Spain | Italy | Japan | Mexico | Brazil| India | The Netherlands

Amazon Print: US | UK | Canada | Australia | Germany | France | Spain | Italy | Japan | Mexico | Brazil| India | The Netherlands

Kobo | Barnes & Noble | iTunes | Smashwords | CreateSpace (Print)

Brent Abell lives in Southern Indiana with his wife, sons, and a pug who sits around eating the souls of wayward people. His stories have been featured in over 30 publications from multiple presses. His work includes his novella In Memoriam, collection Wicked Tales for Wicked People, and novel Southern Devils; which are available now. He also co-authored the horror-comedy Hellmouth series. Currently, he is working on the second book in the Southern Devils series and the next book with Frank Hill in the White Creek Saga.

Facebook: Brent T. Abell
Twitter: @BrentTAbell
Blog: Our Darkest Fears

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

Posted on July 27, 2017 by Nina D'Arcangela

The Ladies of Horror
Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!


Nana’s Doll
by Stacey Turner

Jenna wasn’t alarmed when she first saw the new doll her stepdaughter carried. She merely asked where she’d gotten it, and Sophie had told her Nana, her mother’s mother, had given it to her during her last visit. She didn’t begin to wonder about it until Sophie started acting strangely. She’d hear her conversing softly only to find her alone when she entered the room. Alone, except for the doll. Sophie began shooting her guilty looks from under her bangs every time Jenna interrupted one of these “conversations.” The child began to haggard and startled at the slightest noise. Pete hadn’t noticed, of course, and insisted Sophie was fine. It was probably allergies and she always took a while to settle after a visit with his deceased wife’s family.
Jenna wasn’t scared at all until the day she heard whispers in Sophie’s room. She rounded the corner and stopped abruptly. Sophie wasn’t there, but the doll sat on the bed, smiling in Jenna’s direction.
“’Scuse me,” Sophie said as she brushed past Jenna in the doorway. Jenna’s heart skipped a beat.
“Soph, can I talk to you?” Jenna asked. Sophie nodded and made to scoop the doll from the bed. “Um, no. Alone.” Jenna stared pointedly at the doll. Sophie glanced at it as though asking permission before reluctantly preceding Jenna into the hall.
“What’s going on, Sophie?”
The child peered down at her socks. “What do you mean?”
“You don’t look like you’re sleeping very well, and sometimes I hear you talking to your doll.”
Sophie glanced up, her face filled with alarm. “Can you hear what we’re saying?”
“No. Why?” Jenna’s heart was racing, fear rolled off Sophie in waves.
“She doesn’t like you,” she whispered.
“Why?” It never crossed Jenna’s mind it might be strange to be asking a doll’s motives.
“Because you aren’t my mother. But that’s okay. I like you, Jenna. I love you and I don’t want you to be hurt,” she cried, flinging herself into Jenna’s arms.
“It’s okay, Soph.” Jenna consoled the little girl. “I’ll take care of this.”
An hour later she waved goodbye to Sophie as she left for a playdate with one of her friends. For the first time in months, the doll was not in her arms. And the smile on Sophie’s face was all the proof she needed. Entering the bedroom, she sat on the bed, and fixed her gaze on the doll.
“It’s time you and I had a chat, dearie. This house isn’t big enough for two witches and I was here first.”
Fiction © Copyright Stacey Turner
Image courtesy of Marge Simon

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More from Author Stacey Turner:


Morbid Metamorphosis 

Metamorphosis occurs every day as caterpillars become sweet fluttering butterflies, tadpoles become gorgeous frog princes and chameleons become one with the beauty of nature – but you won’t find any of that here.

The transformations you’re about to witness are unnatural, sometimes gruesome and deeply psychological. They will make you question reality and take your mind places it was never meant to go.

Cover art and design by Greg Chapman

Terrifying Tales of Transformation from Greg Chapman * Roy C. Booth & R. Thomas Riley * Terri DelCampo * Dave Gammon * Nancy Kilpatrick * Rod Marsden * Jo-Anne Russell * M.J. Preston * Stacey Turner * Tina Piney * Suzanne Robb * Franklin E. Wales * Donna Marie West * Suzie Lockhart * Cameron Trost * Daniel I. Russell * Simon Dewar * Amanda J. Spedding * Ken MacGregor * Erin Shaw * Gregory L. Norris * Nickolas Furr

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About the Artist, Marge Simon:

A writer-artist since the mid-1980’s, Marge Simon has illustrated numerous poetry collections for Sam’s Dot Publications/Alban Lake; as well as multiple print magazines. She illustrated covers and interiors of every issue of Niteblade (Rhonda Parrish, editor). Currently she illustrates for Lorelei Signal, Carol Hightshoe, editor.  Check out her art galleries at www.margesimon.com

Marge is also one of the Ladies of Horror who writes for this challenge.

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

Posted on July 27, 2017 by Nina D'Arcangela

The Ladies of Horror
Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!


The True Tale of Goldilocks
by Ela Lourenco

Goldilocks, of creamy skin and flaxen hair
Goldilocks, young girl, so innocent and fair
Stumbled upon an empty cottage in the forest
Hungry and tired, stopped a while to rest.
Dust covered furniture, mouldy and rotten
In this desolate place time had forgotten
Ignoring common sense, she laid down to rest
Knowing not she was in the nest
Of creatures of the night – the ones from nightmares
Putrid ghouls – to catch unawares
and feast upon the purest souls
That would be their only goal.
To roam the Earth sight unseen
To find innocent essence for their queen
In this tale, there are no three bears
No porridge, mis-sized beds or chairs
She did not escape, well fed and rested
For as she slept, her spirit was infested
With fear and hatred and blood lust so deep
Her spirit its light no longer could keep.
Ravaged and pillaged, her soul decayed
Ghouls howled with glee as they played
With the shiny new toy they had clawed away
Leaving behind an empty shell of decay.
Fiction © Copyright Ela Lourenco
Image courtesy of Marge Simon 

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More from Ela Lourenco:

Essence

Katra is a Fae Hunter in a world once ravaged by a terrible war. Having lost all memory of her childhood and rightful identity, her duty is now to protect the tentative peace brokered by the varying races of the supernatural world. When an evil darkness begins to spread, draining young witches of their power, Katra must find a way back to her true past in order to save the future.

Enduring many trials as ever-increasing powers awaken within her, Katra must also struggle with the mixed emotions her new partner, Blade – a Black Dragon – is rousing within her. Together they must battle the shadows that plan to devour the world they know and prevent its decent into another thousand-year war.

Can Katra hold onto her strength as the truth of her very being begins to unravel? Can she bear the weight that ancient prophecy has placed on her young shoulders? Or is her destiny to regain her true self, only to lose the world she is sworn to protect?

Available on Amazon!

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About the Artist, Marge Simon:

A writer-artist since the mid-1980’s, Marge Simon has illustrated numerous poetry collections for Sam’s Dot Publications/Alban Lake; as well as multiple print magazines. She illustrated covers and interiors of every issue of Niteblade (Rhonda Parrish, editor). Currently she illustrates for Lorelei Signal, Carol Hightshoe, editor.  Check out her art galleries at www.margesimon.com

Marge is also one of the Ladies of Horror who writes for this challenge.

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