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J Is for Jack-o’-Lantern, the 10th book in an epic series of 26 horror anthologies. Here, you will find a collection of 13 disturbing stories from some of the most creative independent horror writers on the scene today.

A Is for Aliens, the first audiobook in an epic series of 26 horror anthologies. Within these sections you will find a collection of 13 stories from some of the finest independent writers on the scene today, blending science fiction with horror. From the humorous to the terrifying, A Is for Aliens contains a diverse range of stories with each author taking a different approach to the theme.

I am going to die here. My name is Mindy Mason; I’m a student from the University. I volunteered for one experiment; it was to be for one day only. I want to go home now. I hear cries, screams, and shrieks in the night. Some of the voices sound as if they are coming from the pillow under my head, others as if from a radio behind a door in a far room, and yet others come from my dreams, thus layering my terror. I know Wendy has a knife; perhaps she has killed again. How can I stop her?

D Is for Demons is the fourth book in an epic series of 26 horror anthologies. You will find a collection of 13 terrifying stories from some of the finest independent writers on the scene today. From the disturbing to the humorous, from the gruesome to the psychological, D Is for Demons contains a range of unsettling stories that will make you sleep with the lights on!

B is for Beasts, the second audiobook in an epic series of 26 horror anthologies. Within these sections you will find a collection of 13 stories from some of the finest independent writers on the scene today. From oversized bugs to Kaiju, vicious woodland creatures to giant spiders, B is for Beasts contains a range of terrifying stories in which the humans are always the prey.

Discover 23 tales of terror, flavors of fear. Here for your twisted culinary delight, we present some of the best horror fiction of 2018. We sincerely hope you survive it.

Gray, leaden clouds blot out the sky, a cold wind chills your bones, and a frantic whispering is heard among the trees. What is happening? There is no need to ask, for you already know the truth: The terror of Trick-or-Treat Thrillers Best Paranormal has returned for yet another year.... Whether it is a monster from your worst nightmares, an ancient evil that should not still live, a mysterious entity hiding near your home, or even your own demonic family members waiting to pounce, our authors know what frightens you.

It’s that time of year again. In the shadows, otherworldly creatures lurk, under the gravestones, the dead begin to rise, and in that old house down the lane, ghosts rattle their chains. For once more, Trick or Treat Thrillers brings you our pick of the best Indie-paranormal short stories for 2020! Before you begin listening to our selection of 13 stories, however, we recommend you first check under your bed, in your closet, and outside of your window. You never know what may be coming your way.

E Is for Exorcism is the fifth book in an epic series of 26 horror anthologies. In this audiobook, you will find a collection of 13 sinister stories from some of the finest independent writers on the scene today. Feel the terror as the possessed wreak havoc, and good does not always triumph over evil.

Jenny was born on October 31st. She’s never gone trick-or-treating or celebrated her birthday beyond an initial taste of frosting that always puts her into a deep, drugged slumber - a sleep that protects her from family secrets and the horrible reality that dark holiday could reveal. What will happen when she finds her father’s journal and determines to stay awake on Halloween? Will she survive when the dreadful truth comes out?

Claustrophobic, disturbing, and creepy. A lost girl is kidnapped and held for years by a dangerous man. Her doll takes the brunt of his abuse in place of the girl. Then the man is killed in a bloody and brutal attack. Now she must protect her own child from the jealous, intrusive, and sometimes vicious toy. Who will survive when they enter the crawl space under the house?

Frank's back on the bridge, dodging sprawling vines as thick as his secrets, crushing the dark fruit beneath his soles as he flees. He must catch the train. Her voice traps him. The child he cannot ignore. "I watched you, Uncle Frank. I saw what you did." He can hear the train's whistle. She clings to him, holding him tight as the horror approaches....

Life played its horrible games with the girl. As she grew up she devised clever places to hide - inside and outside of her mind. She was tricked by her own illusions; she was caught in traps of her own creation. It began with a kidnapping, a locked room, and the broken doll that was more than a plaything…and always, in the shadows, the dangerous painting from her past waited, threatening to expose her.

A box full of newspaper clippings, photographs, and tiny bones found under a dying woman’s bed leads to the discovery of the existence of an unusual group of children. Kept apart, these children grew up believing their fathers were the wealthy mortal men who had wed their pregnant mothers. One of these children was named Crystal; she was raised by a scientist who was obsessed with the secret of winged flight. Her mother died during one of his tests, and Crystal was sent to a foster home.

Millions of threads so thin as to be invisible, so vaporous as to be ductile, drift through the classroom, emitting a chill and leaving a sense of unease. Hidden deep in their cloaks, the Blue Lights analyze the odors that cling to the individual cells of every child, from the top of each little head to the bottom of their ticklish feet and every dark secret place in between, from their gathering brains to their blood-soaked spleens. One girl feels dizzy; one boy throws up.

Pearly's first trip to the circus with his dad and little sister was magical. He'd never had cotton candy, and he vowed not to eat his; he'd keep it forever. He felt a kinship with the clowns, and he almost understood the strange symbols on their costumes. He even dared a quick touch. On the runway, Dad just couldn't manage to toss the ball and win a kitten for Lucy...until a clown pulled Pearly between the tents and offered to make it happen, for a price.

You won’t find the place on any map. It’s somewhere else, hidden away in a wondrous parallel reality of mystery, awe, and terror. This both is and isn’t the “Old West”. They share the same stark and unforgiving terrain and exist in the same timeframe, primarily the 1800s. But there the similarities cease. In Spirit County, for example, death is often not the end, but the beginning. Sometimes even the middle. Mythological creatures prove real...and deadly. Towns can disappear by daylight and return with the setting sun.

Sometimes, they fall is about intrigue, accidental deaths, and outright murder in the circus. Our narrator is Mason, a trapeze artist who is gradually losing his grip, both in his hands and on his mind. As he suffers the loss of those he holds most dear, he struggles with reality and the resurrection of the dead.

Notions of the undead have fascinated and terrified humanity for centuries, and none more so than those tales revolving around zombies. From the very root of the zombie myth back in the Haitian slave days to a saturation through popular culture, zombies have crawled their way up out of their graves, refusing to stay interred. Now, as their hordes increase and their hungers grow, the undead plagues cannot be stopped. It isn't just a case of no room left on Earth. The apocalypse is here.

Evil rules the mean streets in many guises, waiting in the shadows along the crumbled edges of the mega-cities, where murder is the only crime that leaves a trace for lesser violent acts are simply not reported. Children, the elderly, the slightly and severely damaged make up the homeless. The weak and the helpless are deemed beyond salvation and beneath contempt by all but the strongest and the cruelest who see them as a source of sustenance.