The screams were like wind chimes stuck in a storm. At first, Della had thought it was the gale-force winds of the blizzard until she heard the weeping coming from her front lawn. By its sound, she could tell that it was not an infant...

The people of Acton, Massachusetts knew the devil walked among them. How else could they explain how routine death was? Their only bulwark against oblivion was the small stone chapel that had been erected in the center of town. It was there that the congregation...

The thing appeared to shiver slightly. Cam squinted, trying to get a better view, but he couldn't for the lack of moonlight. Something was rising behind it. Like someone else standing up. But it wasn't a person. It was an odd, wide figure, spindly and only...

โ€˜You need a holiday, Arthurโ€™ spoke my good friend and business partner George Tabbert. We were sat in the clubhouse of Ridswell Golf Course having just completed our regular Thursday game and I was about to get the speech I had felt coming all afternoon. โ€˜Itโ€™s...

I was ready to die. It's funny; we, as human beings, like to imagine ourselves as fighters. We like to think that when death grips us by the throat, prepared to drag us into whatever beyond awaits us, that we'll instinctively resist, either out of...

My family visited my grandparentsโ€™ farm every summer, where my mother and my aunt Bernadette grew up when they were children. It was roughly a four-hour drive from the city we lived in, and we would pass other small villages, crop fields, paddocks with cattle...

It had been roughly a year. That's how much time had passed since Jessica died. She was and still remains the love of my life. I thought that time would heal my wounds, but instead it threw salt into them with each passing moment I...

I know there are thousands of people who don't believe in God, or the devil. I wish I was telling you a God fearing story of how an angelic being appeared and changed my whole fucked up life, but this is not one of those...

โ€œI could feel his muscle tissues collapse under my force. It's ludicrous these mortals even attempt to enter my realm.โ€ โ€“ Mike Tyson ROUND 0 The singular incandescent light bulb isnโ€™t nearly large enough to illuminate this dingy locker room. Darkness surrounds both me and my...

"Mama, can I pllleeease have a popsicle?" Lily's face puckered into an adorable little pout. At just four years old, she was quite persistent, and knew just how to be persuasive with her mother when she didn't have her way. Her baby blues widened as she...

It was late September when I traveled north to the Great Lakes. It was one of the last stops for the last chapter of my book, starting with the eastern most part of Michigan and slowly making my way up to the Canadian border of...