Friday, July 1, 2016

Darkness Within Lucky Vol. 13

Hi all!

It's time for the new month's ezine!!! Hope you enjoy!


Jodie Pierce
President & CEO

 Lindsey Jayne
Vice-President and Cover Artist

Jessica Sawa


For Whom the Phone Rings: by Thom Futrell
Rand’s Story:Wiped Away Part 1: by Brien O’Raighne
Meditation and Neuroplasticity: Frank Julius Palumbo
Dear Hattie: Helen Bishop
Vampire Music: by The Vampire Queen 1/Jodie Pierce
The Worm Farm (Chapter 19): Helen Bishop
Three Little Pigs and the Big Bad Wolf: by Ronald Griffin
The Hybrids:The Blood Moon Part 1: by Brien O’Raighne

2016 All rights reserved, including the right of reproduction of this ezine in part or in whole.

Recently my older brother had to go to Grand Rapids to have open heart surgery. This was of course a very scary time for the family as we waited for any updates by the doctors. Once I knew all was well, it was time to do what I enjoy: search for paranormal areas.
     I ran into a gem of a story about a haunted phone company! What a concept! Here is what I found out:
This modern building, in downtown Grand Rapids, is said to be haunted by two very unhappy, and distinctly un-modern ghosts. These two spirit have wreaked havoc in this building for decades in a way that is strangely unique.... even for the spirit world.
The ghosts that haunt the building are said to be those of Warren and Virginia Randall, a once blissful couple who made their home in Grand Rapids shortly after the turn-of-the-century. In 1907, they moved from Detroit and settled into the Judd-White House, a once prestigious mansion that had lost its luster and had become a slightly dilapidated boarding house. This was only temporary, of course, as Warren had a good job as a brakeman on the G.R. and Indiana Railroad.
In 1908, Warren met with a tragic accident and he lost his leg in a railway accident. It was replaced with an artificial, wooden one and this signaled the end of the Randall's previously happy marriage. Warren became strange and paranoid, often accusing his wife of having affairs with more desirable men than he. Their disagreements often became violent and local police became used to going to the Randall's house to break up their latest argument. Later that year, Warren was even arrested while chasing his wife down an alley with a straight razor. Virginia didn't press charges but later that summer, she finally left him.
One summer night in 1910, Warren coaxed Virginia into taking a buggy ride with him. Perhaps he hoped to convince her to come back to him, but no one really knows for sure. We do know that they ended up at the Judd-White House and had one last fight where in Warren took off his wooden leg and beat Virginia with it. He knocked her senseless and then proceeded to seal every opening and crevice in the room with towels. He ripped a gas fixture from the wall and let the lethal fumes fill the room. Finally, he took out the straight razor that he had threatened his wife with once before and slashed his throat with it.
The rooming house had been vacant at the time the couple had been living in it and no one seemed to be aware that they had gone into it that night, or were even missing. Next door to the house, however, was an office building and staff members there started to notice a horrible smell from the building about two weeks later. They eventually called the Board of Health to go and investigate.
Several Board members and an employee of the local gas company broke open the door of the house and were nearly overcome by the odor of gas, mixed with the even more noxious smell of decaying flesh. They traced the smell to the locked bedroom door. One of the men was lifted up to look inside through the transom above the door and was greeted with the sight of the Randall's rotting corpses.
The authorities were immediately summoned and they broke open the door to find two bodies that were so blackened with decay that they were only identified by Warren Randall's wooden leg.
The story of the Randall's murder and suicide became public knowledge and the Judd-White house was never occupied again.... at least not by the living. It was said that the house became haunted and people reported strange lights and sounds from the house. Those who dared to go inside claimed that they heard the sound of Warren's wooden leg thumping in the bedroom where the couple met their deaths. Others claimed to hear the screams and cries of Virginia as she begged her husband for mercy. Many who grew up in the area were told by their parents not to play near the abandoned house because it was haunted.
The house remained standing for another 10 years or so, when it was finally torn down and the land purchased by the telephone company. They built their offices here in 1924 and they still remain today.
Many claim that the spirits of the Randalls did not vanish with the removal of the Judd-White house. They say that the ghosts moved into the new building and remain there today, still plaguing the employees of the telephone company.... and the citizens of Grand Rapids. It seems that for many years, residents of the city have been harassed by strange, late night telephone calls.... which have been traced to coming from inside the phone company building itself!

Author Bio:

Thom Futrell is a horror writer living in Jackson Michigan. He has been in more than sixty publications and has four films under his belt. He writes under the name T.G. Reaper.

Rand’s Story:
Wiped Away Part 1:
Brandon paces in his home. He is wearing a white thin undershirt tee over plaid pajama pants. He has an infant in his hands. He is bouncing her as he tries to give her a bottle. His brown locks are in disarray. There is a scowl on his face. Something in his gut is telling him something went wrong. Roxanne never came home.
The infant, Olivia Ariel Phoenix also known as Livvy, drinks her bottle. She is wrapped tightly in a pink blanket with stars on them. There are very little stubbles of brunette hair on her head. She finishes the bottle. Brandon sets the bottle down on the end table between two chairs in the living room.
He picks up a burp rag, a cloth diaper and sets it over his left shoulder. Brandon pats the bottom of Livvy with his hand. Nothing. Then, he pats the back of Livvy. She burps and, then, spews a bit onto the burp rag. He takes a breath and exhales.
Brandon picks up the pacifier from the end table. He places it in her mouth. Livvy begins sucking on it. He walks over to the bouncy chair and sets her inside.
Brandon then walks over to the sliding glass door that looks out onto the back patio of the home. He sighs. A look of distraught hits his face. Then, the doorbell rings. His head snaps the direction of the front door.
He walks across the living room. He pauses a moment to look down at Livvy. She has fallen asleep. He breathes a sigh of relief. Then, he continues on towards the door. Brandon runs a hand through his hair just before opening the door.
Standing before him are Destiny, Matt, and Lance. Brandon raises a brow. He looks around behind them.
“Where is she?” Brandon demands to know.
Destiny gulps. Then, she turns towards Lance. He nods. She takes a deep breath. “Brandon, we have a major problem. Can we come in and talk?”
Brandon closes his eyes and shakes his head. “Not good is it.”
“No.” States Matt. “Now, may we come in.”
“Come in.” Brandon says. He motions them inside. “I probably need to sit for this. Don’t I?”
“Yes, Brandon, you do.”
Bandon walks over to the chair next to Livvy’s bouncy chair. He sits down. Destiny walks over to the chair next to his and sits down herself. She reaches out for Brandon’s hand. He is visibly shaken.
“When she didn’t come home last night.” Brandon’s begins as his voice wavers through tears. “I feared the worst. I feared she was killed.” He looks down at the ground.
“Yes, and no.” Destiny says. “She would’ve been better off dead than her current condition.”
Brandon looks up. There is a raised brow on his face that looks pasty white. “How can you say that? She’s your sister-in-law.”
“I love her like a sister, Brandon. You know that.” Destiny pleads. “Lucifer got to her and others with the help of Detective Goodson.”
“WHAT?” Brandon raises his voice. This prompts crying from Livvy. Brandon rolls his eyes.
Destiny holds out her arms. “Let me hold her. I’ll get her back to sleep for you.”
“Why?” Brandon says. “Are you afraid I’ll hit you?”
“With what I’m about to tell you… yes.” Destiny says.
“You know I’d never do that.” Brandon retorts.
“Still, I’d like to hold my niece. You’re a wreck.”
“Alright.” Brandon bends over and picks up Livvy. He turns and hands Livvy to Destiny. “Here.”
Destiny takes Livvy from Brandon and puts her in the crook of her right arm. She begins swaying Livvy. She, then, looks up at Brandon. “This is hard for me to believe. The memories are a little jumbled. She wanted me to tell you that she’d return to you in due time. Once her cravings were under control.”
“Cravings? Under control?” Brandon asks. “Are you trying to tell me that I am now married to a vampire?”
“Well, he figured it out.” Matt says jubilantly. “Let’s go.”
Brandon rises. There is a look of rage on his face. He walks over to Matt. He begins poking Matt’s chest. “Where do you think you’re going, Matt?”
Matt gulps. “Um, home to see Elise.”
Brandon shakes his head. “Uh. Uh. Not yet. Sit.” He points to the couch next to Lance who is looking over Destiny’s shoulder at Livvy.
Matt puts his hands up. “Fine. Fine. Fine.”
“Now tell me exactly what went down.”

Minutes later, Destiny, Matt, and Lance finish their story. Brandon is rubbing his chin. There is a scowl on his face. “You sure you don’t know what happened after the witnesses left, the patrons of the club and the employees.”
“No. We woke up in the Downtown Metapol Facility this morning.” Destiny says. She gulps. “I don’t know what he did. I’m even afraid to find out what he did to me.”
Lance raises a brow. “What are you saying, doll? You think he could’ve impregnated you?”
Destiny shrugs her shoulders. “It’s possible. He’s been biding his time to get me in his grasp. Last night he had the perfect opportunity.”
“This is not good.” Brandon says. “We’re going to need additional help to figure this out.”
Destiny sighs. “I was afraid you were going to say that.”
To be continued…

Author Bio:

Brien O'Raighne

He is a connoisseur of sci-fi and paranormal films and books. He, also, lives in Houston with his son.

Meditation and Neuroplasticity by Frank Julius Palumbo

It Will Pass
A student went to his meditation teacher and said, “My meditation is horrible! I feel so distracted, or my legs ache, or I’m constantly falling asleep. It’s just horrible!”
“It will pass,” the teacher said matter-of-factly
A week later, the student came back to his teacher. “My meditation is wonderful! I feel so aware, so peaceful, so alive! It’s just wonderful!’
“It will pass,” the teacher replied matter-of-factly.
The above story, written approximately two thousand years ago by Zen masters, is meant to point the student towards enlightenment. Enlightenment being that state of mind where the one who has attained it, is not affected by the roller-coaster ride of human emotions and is marked by the absence of desire and suffering. The aspirations and miseries that most people experience in life do not play havoc with the constant state of mind a Zen master has achieved. The Zen master sees these events as if he/she is watching a television film. For the average person, the television character’s pleasures and tribulations within the scene are viewed objectively from safely outside the setting in which the movie is taking place. The Zen master too will experience the events in his/her life as an observer, not impacted by the desire or sufferings of his ego, watching his/her fate unfold without interference from preconditioned attitudes. Not affected by his/her successes or failures, the Zen master maintains this constant state of mind, allowing the creative force of the universe to flow through them. How many great teachers in history have shown how this limitless energy, once tapped into, caused a change in their environment? The author need not elaborate on this.
However, this state of mind is not a product of culture or teaching but of the practice of mindfulness itself. Mindfulness is a state of mind where the individual has no thought of the past or the future. There is only the present. Like now. Take a moment and focus your attention on the air going in and out of your nostrils. Nothing else. The past plays no part in your current experience, and the future holds no anxiety. This practice is far more challenging than one would think to maintain for any length of time. But the practice itself causes the effect of a calm and steady mind. By that, I mean mindfulness changes the actual structure of the brain. This phenomenon is called Neuroplasticity and is a relatively recent understanding of how the brain functions and adapts.
There are several profoundly important areas of the brain that are physically changed by the practice of mindfulness, areas of the brain that control the overpowering or even superhuman traits of those great men and woman who have gone before us. Images of the brains of subjects and control groups were taken before and after using a magnetic resonance imaging, (MRI). The subjects were instructed to perform a mindfulness technique that would have been practiced for at least eight weeks before the study. In one study, it was shown that the amygdala, a structure which has increased activity during stress and becomes denser during prolonged stress, did the opposite when subjects practiced mindfulness. For those people who meditate daily, the amygdala had significantly less activation during stress and had become physically less dense overall. This insinuates that people who meditate will not suffer the dire effects that stress has on the body overall, i.e. high blood pressure, immune deficiencies, depression, and a host of other ailments.

The amygdala is shown above. There is a significant decrease in density and activity during stressful events for people who meditate daily. Additionally, other studies have shown that there is an increased in grey-matter density in the hippocampus, which is associated with learning and memory.
In another study, people who meditated forty minutes a day developed thicker cortical walls than non-meditators. Studies have shown that as a person ages, the cortical walls become thinner. The thickness of the cortical wall is associated with memory, attention, and decision-making. The conclusion was that the brains of people who meditate daily aged much more slowly than those who do not. Along with the above, meditators have shown increased thickness in the sensory regions, demonstrating that daily meditation leads to an increase in sensory awareness. See diagram below.
SW Lazar, a German scientist, is quoted as saying,
“With a rapidly aging society, it becomes increasingly important to counter normal age-related decline in cognitive functioning. Growing evidence suggests that cognitive training programs may have the potential to counteract this decline. On the basis of a growing body of research that shows that meditation has positive effects on cognition in younger and middle-aged adults, meditation may be able to offset normal age-related cognitive decline or even enhance cognitive function in older adults.”

The prefrontal cortex and the auditory and sensory cortex are shown above. Increases in the density and size of these areas occur with the practice of daily meditation. Additionally, an increase in Myelin, the coating of brain nerve cells, has been documented. A decrease in Myelin may result in depression, dementia, and schizophrenia, and attention deficit disorder.
In Hugh G. Byrne’s book, “The Here-and-Now Habit: How Mindfulness Can Help You Break Unhealthy Habits ...” he describes two distinct states of self-awareness. The first is the ‘narrative-focus,’ or extended self-referencing and is the default mode for humans. This state primarily is associated with negative thoughts about oneself, mind wandering and rumination about the past and the future. Typical everyday experiences. The second state is called the ‘experience-focus,’ or momentary self-referencing and deals with seeing those daily tasks in life as moment to moment events and any emotional feelings as transient. The experience-focused state is entwined within and lost in the narrative-focused state making our life experience filled with past influences impinging upon the present moment and future prospects, and vice versa, creating a whirlwind of emotional turmoil. However, Byrne’s states that with the daily practice of mindfulness, the experience-focus can become the dominant state, separating the once combined neural pathway into two distinct neural networks. Now, after the divide, the narrative-focus is assessable only with intent. Having the experience-focus become the dominant state of mind is crucial in the development and evolution of the human condition because one such area of the brain that shows an increase in activity and thickness as a result of the daily practice of mindfulness is the prefrontal cortex. The prefrontal cortex is associated a person's personality and expression, decision making and social behavior. Additionally, it is involved in the prediction of outcomes, expectation based on actions, the determination of what is good and bad, future consequences of current activities, and controlling urges.
The above traits are all fine, and any one of us would like to have a superior capacity to judge what is right and wrong, or to control of unwanted urges. However, the real reason for the prefrontal cortices significance is due to a paper written by Elisa Filevich, a researcher at the Centre for Lifespan Psychology at the Max Planck Institute for Human Development. Using an MRI, Elisa Filevich discovered that the subjects capable of having lucid dreams had an enlarged anterior prefrontal cortex, (located in the front portion of the prefrontal cortex, approximately where the mysterious third eye would be on a person’s forehead) and was highly active during the lucid dreams. Hence, the above studies show that daily meditation does increase the thickness and activity in the prefrontal cortex and that the prefrontal cortex is associated, if not critical, for the ability to have lucid dreams.
Additionally, the practitioner of mindfulness does not have to engage in the practice for extended periods of time. Results have been documented in as little as eight weeks. If you read my previous article on the out of body experience and how lucid dreaming and the purging of the subconscious mind through meditation techniques can produce an actual state of separating the consciousness from the physical body, you will see that for humanity to evolve to higher states of consciousness, one must meditate. The Zen master in the above story is a product of his practice. He sees the emotional states of his student as an impediment to Enlightenment but not because the Zen master was taught that, but because that is how his brain now functions. I believe that once the experience-focus or momentary self-referencing becomes the dominant neural network, the practitioner becomes the observer, allowing that person to connect to a consciousness that is greater than his, i.e. his Higher Self, or the Christ within. The Zen master stands outside of his experience, watching his fate unfold, allowing the Christ Consciousness to rise to the forefront of his experience. When this takes place, the will of the Higher Self dominates, and life flows unhindered by obstacles and detours, allowing the true will to be revealed. Additionally, this is where synchronicities, a theory published by Sigmund Freud’s apprentice, Carl Jung, flourish, and thoughts can be observed creating reality. Synchronicities can be defined, as per Merriam-Webster Dictionary, as ‘the coincidental occurrence of events and especially psychic events (as in similar thoughts in widely separated persons or a mental image of an unexpected event before it happens) that seem related but are not explained by conventional mechanisms of causality.’ (I will elaborate on Carl Jung’s theory of synchronicities in a later article.)
The practice of mindfulness is a tool that can be used to change the foundation of human thought and bring Humanity to the brink of an enlightened state. The method is simple, just watch your breath going in and out of your nostrils, in and out, in and out…and let the infinite wisdom of your higher self to take control.
Gard, T., Hölzel, B. K. and Lazar, S. W. (2014), The potential effects of meditation on age-related cognitive decline: a systematic review. Annals of the New York Academy of Sciences, 1307: 89–103. doi: 10.1111/nyas.12348
Lazar SW, Kerr CE, Wasserman RH, et al. Meditation experience is associated with increased cortical thickness. Neuroreport. 2005;16(17):1893-1897.
Filevich, E., Dresler, M., Brick, T.R., Kühn, S. Metacognitive Mechanisms Underlying Lucid Dreaming. The Journal of Neuroscience (2015) (DOI: 10.1523/JNEUROSCI.3342-14.2015)

Author Bio:

     Writer of horror and dark fantasy with a spiritual connotation; Astral projection, occult sciences, Enochian magick . . . And sitting in half lotus for decades.
      Frank Julius Palumbo was born in the Bronx in December of 1964. He has worked as a carpenter, a freelance illustrator, and is now currently involved in Law enforcement. His studies include Psychology and Neuropsychology, and he has been practicing Zen Buddhism and the Kabbalah for over thirty years.
See below for his new book!

Dear Hattie
by Helen Bishop
Dear Hattie:
I was just a small town girl, too big for my britches, who made a stupid remark at a party I had no business attending. A party that someone like me had to lie my way into, I really miss those days. Nowadays, I party anywhere and I'm always on the list, but I'm jaded somehow.
Do you know a good lawyer? I'd like out of this contract.


Dear Less:
I believe a contract such as yours is ironclad. The common consensus is that all the best lawyers already work for him.

Dear Hattie:

I'm the original klutz. I'm low in funds, no insurance, my car is now in the shop, I have smoker's cough and a general feeling of worthlessness. Yesterday, after biting into 'no it's not too hot' pizza and spending hours in the emergency room, I hit a cop car on the way home. Is it my fault that the painkillers were so strong?
After the weekend I just had I'd like to join a fitness place. Do you have a suggestion?
#1 Klutz a.k.a. Prisoner 2365

Dear #1
I hear there's a lot of exercise in the place you are now. Laps in the yard not withstanding. No smoking or pizza should heal up your mouth and the money you save can be applied towards your bail.

Author bio:

Helen Bishop is a native of Pennsylvania and a true fan of the written word. She works as a litigation paralegal; reads on average 20 books a week; writes book reviews for an internet blog; writes stories, poems and novels in various genres; and-just to fill out her dance card-contracts with fellow authors to proofread and copy-edit their work before it goes to the publisher. You can check her out at

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 Most Popular Vampire TV Shows & Books:
True Blood (2008 TV Series) 
Telepathic waitress Sookie Stackhouse encounters a strange new supernatural world when she meets the mysterious Bill, a southern Louisiana gentleman and vampire. (60 mins.)

The Vampire Diaries (2009 TV Series)
A high school girl is torn between two vampire brothers. (43 mins.)

Dark Shadows (1991 TV Series) 
Victoria Winters comes to Collinwood, an isolated mansion in coastal Maine, to work as a governess, but soon finds herself drawn into a strange... (341 mins.)
Director: Matthew Hall, Mark Sobel
Stars: Jonathan Freid, Ben Cross, Joanna Going, Joseph Gordon-Levitt, Jim Fyfe

Kindred: The Embraced (1996 TV Series)
Series based on the White Wolf role-playing game, Vampire: the Masquerade. Julian Luna, the undead Prince of the City, leads the Vampire Clans as he falls in love with Caitlin, a human reporter. (60 mins.)
Stars: Mark Frankel, C. Thomas Howell, Kelly Rutherford, Stacy Haiduk, Erik King, Patrick Bauchau, Brigid Brannagh

Death Valley (2011 TV Series)
A mockumentary following a police force as they deal with various perpetrators who are mostly supernatural in nature.

Hemlock Grove (2013 TV Series)
A teenage girl is brutally murdered, sparking a hunt for her killer. But in a town where everyone hides a secret, will they find the monster among them?

Being Human (2008 TV Series)
A werewolf, a vampire, and a ghost try to live together and get along. (60 mins.)

Blood Ties (2006 TV Series)
(60 mins.)

Blade: The Series (2006 TV Series)
The adventures of the half human/vampire hunter. (60 mins.)

Hellsing (2001 Mini-Series)
A British taskforce, led by the daughter of the vampire hunter Prof. Van Helsing, battles the supernatural with the aid of two vampires.

Ultraviolet (1998 Mini-Series)
Michael Colefield is unwillingly thrust into the nightmarish world of vampires when he discovers a secret... (300 mins.)

Blood+ (2005 TV Series)
A young girl named Saya combats vicious, shape-shifting demons in Okinawa, 2005.
Director: Junichi Fujisaku

The Munsters (1964 TV Series)
A family of friendly monsters have misadventures never quite realizing why people react to them so strangely. (30 mins.)

Moonlight (2007 TV Series)
A vampire lands work as a private investigator and falls for mortal woman. (60 mins.)

Forever Knight (1989 TV Series)
800-year-old vampire Nick Knight quests for redemption as a cop in Toronto, trying to hide his vampiric nature from the rest of the world. (60 mins.)

Dark Shadows (1966 TV Series)
The rich Collins family of Collinsport, Maine is tormented by strange occurrences. (30 mins.)

Angel (1999 TV Series)
The vampire Angel, cursed with a soul, moves to Los Angeles and aids people with supernatural-related problems while questing for his own redemption. (44 mins.)

Buffy the Vampire Slayer (1997 TV Series)
After the traumatizing ordeal in the movie with the same name, Buffy Summers and her mother move to Sunnydale, only to discover that L.A. was just a walk in the park... (44 mins.)

Being Human (2011 TV Series)
Three twenty-something’s share a house and try to live a normal life despite being a ghost, a werewolf, and a vampire.

The Gates (2010 TV Series)
A metropolitan police officer becomes chief of police in a gated suburban neighborhood where vampires, werewolves, witches and other supernatural entities reside. (60 mins.)

My Favorite Vampire TV Shows:
1.      Kindred: The Embraced (Ended too soon but the main character was killed in a motorcycle accident)
2.      Dark Shadows (1966-?)
3.      Moonlight
4.      Angel
5.      Buffy
6.      True Blood (First season only)



Marks’ nifty update of Stoker’s Dracula finds investigative journalist Evangeline Harker heading to Eastern Europe to interview elusive war criminal Ion Torgu. The tapes which Evangeline sends back to her head office (based on Marks’ experiences working on 60 Minutes) are infected with Torgu’s vampirism, and his influence starts to spread. It sticks closely to Stoker’s structure and stirs in newsroom details and post-9/11 paranoia to create an intriguing spin on the classic tale.


Like Fangland, The Historian plays with the structure and the details of Stoker’s Dracula, but Kostova uses them to create a rollicking adventure story. Helen, our heroine, discovers that her father attempted to trace the real life roots of Dracula during the 1970s. She quickly becomes embroiled in the hunt herself as she realizes the forces of darkness are alive and well. It’s a hugely entertaining ride with wit and intelligence, and it’s thoroughly recommended.

Fans of vampire literature should certainly pick up a copy of Kim Newman’s alternative history novel, in which Jonathan Harker and Van Helsing failed to stop Dracula. The Count has married Queen Victoria and humans and vampires now live side by side…until Jack the Ripper starts eviscerating bloodsuckers with his silver knife. It’s filled to bursting with characters from film and literature (John Merrick, Lestat de Lioncourt and Count Orlock appear) and it’s an utter treat for fans of the genre.


Carmilla beats out competition from James Malcolm Rymer’s Varney the Vampire and Polidori’s the Vampyre for a spot on this list because it combines the thrills of the former with the art of the latter. Le Fanu’s tale of a young woman who falls prey to the attentions of the titular vampire is daring both in terms of its structure and its subject matter, addressing the erotic potential of vampirism nearly 20 years before Stoker’s Dracula.

Brite’s brief but important time as a horror writer produced three stylish and provocative novels. The first, this vampire novel, told the story of a young runaway who falls in, and falls in love, with a pack of gluttonous, highly sexualized vampires, one of whom happens to be his father. Published in the early 90s, it’s very much of its time (and packed with pop culture references) but it’s very powerful, often disturbing, and utterly unforgettable. A lurid but tender gay love story, it would make a hell of a movie with the right director.

Anne Rice’s vampire novels are arguably the most influential post-Stoker interpretation of vampires. Her elegant, disaffected, beautiful, tragic creations staring longingly at each other’s throats paved the way for the waves of imitators that followed. While her later novels would focus on Lestat, it’s the “happy family” of Claudia, Louis and Lestat at the center of this first novel that makes it so memorable. A vampire named Louis tells his 200-year-long life story to reporter referred to simply as "the boy" (the character's name is revealed to be Daniel Molloy in Queens). In 1791, Louis is a young indigo plantation owner living south of New Orleans. Distraught by the death of his wife, he seeks death in any way possible. Louis is approached by a vampire named Lestat, who desires Louis' company. Lestat turns Louis into a vampire and the two become immortal companions. Lestat spends time feeding off the local plantation slaves while Louis, who finds it morally impossible for him to murder humans to survive, feeds from animals. Louis and Lestat are forced to leave when Louis' slaves begin to fear the monsters with which they live and instigate an uprising. Louis sets his own plantation aflame; he and Lestat exterminate the plantation slaves to keep word from spreading about vampires living in Louisiana. Gradually, Louis bends under Lestat's influence and begins feeding from humans. He slowly comes to terms with his vampire nature but also becomes increasingly repulsed by what he perceives as Lestat's total lack of compassion for the humans he preys upon.
Escaping to New Orleans, Louis feeds off a plague-ridden young girl, who is five years old, whom he finds next to the corpse of her mother. Louis begins to think of leaving Lestat and going his own way. Fearing this, Lestat then turns the girl into a vampire "daughter" for them, to give Louis a reason to stay. She is then given the name Claudia. Louis is initially horrified that Lestat has turned a child into a vampire, but soon begins to care for Claudia. Claudia takes to killing easily, but she begins to realize over time she can never grow up; her mind matures into that of an intelligent, assertive woman, but her body remains that of a young girl. Claudia blames Lestat for her condition and, after 60 years of living with him, she hatches a plot to kill Lestat by poisoning him and cutting his throat. Claudia and Louis then dump his body into a nearby swamp. As Louis and Claudia prepare to flee to Europe, Lestat appears, having recovered from Claudia's attack, and attacks them in turn. Louis sets fire to their home and barely escapes with Claudia, leaving a furious Lestat to be consumed by the flames.
Arriving in Europe, Louis and Claudia seek out more of their kind. They travel throughout Eastern Europe first and do indeed encounter vampires, but these vampires appear to be nothing more than mindless animated corpses. It is only when they reach Paris that they encounter vampires like themselves – specifically, the 400-year-old vampire Armand and his coven at the Theater des Vampires. Inhabiting an ancient theater, Armand and his vampire coven disguise themselves as humans and feed on live, terrified humans in mock-plays before a live human audience (who think the killings are merely a very realistic performance). Claudia is repulsed by these vampires and what she considers to be their cheap theatrics, but Louis and Armand are drawn to each other.
Convinced that Louis will leave her for Armand, Claudia convinces Louis to turn a Parisian doll maker, Madeleine, into a vampire to serve as a replacement companion. Louis, Madeleine and Claudia live together for a brief time, but all three are abducted one night by the Theatre vampires. Lestat has arrived, having survived the fire in New Orleans. His accusations against Louis and Claudia result in Louis being locked in a coffin to starve, while Claudia and Madeleine are locked in an open courtyard. Armand arrives and releases Louis from the coffin, but Madeleine and Claudia are burned to death by the rising sun. A devastated Louis finds the ashen remains of Claudia and Madeleine. He returns to the Theatre late the following night, burning it to the ground and killing all the vampires inside, leaving with Armand. Together, the two travel across Europe for several years, but Louis never fully recovers from Claudia's death, and the emotional connection between himself and Armand quickly dissolves. Tired of the Old World, Louis returns to New Orleans in the early 20th century. Living as a loner, he feeds off any humans who cross his path, but lives in the shadows, never creating another companion for himself.
Telling the boy of one last encounter with Lestat in New Orleans in the 1920s, Louis ends his tale; after 200 years, he is weary of immortality and of all the pain and suffering to which he has had to bear witness. The boy, however, seeing only the great powers granted to a vampire, begs to be made into a vampire himself. Angry that his interviewer learned nothing from his story, Louis refuses, attacking the boy and vanishing without a trace. The boy then leaves to track down Lestat in the hopes that he can give him immortality.


Forget the Will Smith film, Richard Matheson’s 1954 novel is one of the greatest vampire stories ever written. Few books have been as influential as this one. Before I am Legend, vampires were trapped on the pages of Gothic novels. Richard Matheson crafted vampires into the realm of science fiction. The premise centers on Robert Neville, a man who wakes up one morning to find the world has ended; he’s the last man alive, with the rest of humanity turned into hordes of undead who by night continually attack his house (or I should say fortress). It's a novel about man's unrelenting will to survive in the face off all adversity. And a tale about being alone and enduring isolation, without the prospect of ever ending that isolation. This is a rich novel folks, one that everyone should read. Don’t think because you’ve seen the feature film based on the book that you already know the story. The film in no way matches the spine-tingling chill present throughout the entire book.

The subsequent film may have received more widespread adulation, but Lindquist’s novel is a beautifully rendered story of childhood isolation and the need for companionship. Oskar is routinely bullied at school and his mother doesn’t have time to pay attention to him. When he befriends his new neighbor Eli, he discovers the rewards and the dangers of counting on somebody else. The novel is much more explicit in its depiction of horror than the film, but it’s a gruesome fairytale that superbly depicts the pain of lonely adolescence. Much praised, and deservedly so.


After so many references to Stoker, it’s only right that we should discuss his genre-defining work. The story has been told so many times in film and television that it’s easy to forget how bold and how powerful the original novel is. The opening segment of Harker’s voyage to Transylvania is particularly terrifying, and Stoker expertly portrays the English fear of a foreign, highly sexualized invading entity corrupting their homes. Although it’s a little bloated around the midsection, this masterpiece has often been imitated but very rarely bettered. This is THE progenitor of the entire vampire genre. While this is not the best vampire book in terms of style, originality, or plot (Stoker was a mediocre writer in terms of style at best), this is the book that put vampirism on the map in a big way. It spawned countless derivative books, and brought the vampire myth into public consciousness. Yes, I Dracula is technically the first modern vampire story written, but it's the story that caught the public's eye and spawned an entire industry. Few other novels have ever had the lasting pop culture influence that Bram Stoker’s book has had. And for this reason alone, you should read it. And you know what, first-of-the-vampire-works-aside, the story itself also a pretty damn good tale to boot. Worth reading? Oh yea.


Many would point to The Shining as Stephen King’s masterwork, but his sophomore novel is just as entertaining, emotional, and terrifying. Writer Ben Mears returns to his home town to write about the Marsten House, where he witnessed something terrible as a child. But his arrival coincides with the arrival of the house’s new resident, and darkness quickly spreads. Salem’s Lot is steeped in Gothic tradition but uses King’s natural gift and love for writing small towns being torn apart. The evil that seeps out of the Marsten House turns neighbors and family members against one another, resulting in a fantastically chilling novel that remains quite possibly the greatest vampire book ever written.

Twilight Saga (Stephanie Meyers)


Bella Swan moves from Phoenix, Arizona to live with her father in Forks, Washington to allow her mother to travel with her new husband, a minor league baseball player. After moving to Forks, Bella finds herself involuntarily drawn to a mysterious, handsome boy, Edward Cullen. She eventually learns that he is a member of a vampire family who drinks animal blood rather than human blood. Edward and Bella fall in love, while James, a sadistic vampire from another coven, is drawn to hunt down Bella. Edward and the other Cullens defend Bella. She escapes to Phoenix, Arizona, where she is tricked into confronting James, who tries to kill her. She is seriously wounded, but Edward rescues her and they return to Forks.

New Moon

Edward and his family leave Forks because he believes he is endangering Bella's life. Bella goes into a depression until she develops a strong friendship with Jacob Black, whom she discovers can shape-shift into a wolf. Jacob and the other wolves in his tribe must protect her from Victoria, a vampire seeking to avenge the death of her mate James. Due to a misunderstanding, Edward believes Bella is dead. Edward decides to commit suicide in Volterra, Italy, but is stopped by Bella, who is accompanied by Edward's sister, Alice. They meet with the Volturi, a powerful vampire coven, and are released only on the condition that Bella be turned into a vampire in the near future. Bella and Edward are reunited, and she and the Cullens return to Forks.



Victoria has created an army of "newborn" vampires to battle the Cullen family and murder Bella for revenge. Meanwhile, Bella is compelled to choose between her relationship with Edward and her friendship with Jacob. Edward's vampire family and Jacob's werewolf pack join forces to successfully destroy Victoria and her vampire army. In the end, Bella chooses Edward's love over Jacob's friendship and agrees to marry him.


Breaking Dawn

Bella and Edward are married, but their honeymoon is cut short when Bella discovers that she is pregnant. Her pregnancy progresses rapidly, severely weakening her. She nearly dies giving birth to her and Edward's half-vampire-half-human daughter, Renesmee. Edward injects Bella with his venom to save her life and turns her into a vampire. A vampire from another coven sees Renesmee and mistakes her for an "immortal child". She informs the Volturi, as the existence of such beings violates vampire law. The Cullens gather vampire witnesses who can verify that Renesmee is not an immortal child. After an intense confrontation, the Cullens and their witnesses convince the Volturi that the child poses no danger to vampires or their secret, and they are left in peace by the Volturi.

Dark Prince (Christine Feehan)
Mikhail Dubrinsky is the prince of his people, the Carpathians. But they are dying out, there are few women, and the men are either falling prey to vampires, or are choosing the soulless life. Losing all hope, Mikhail is no longer sure he can bear the bleak future laid before him. The only thing that can add light to his life, can relieve the terrible and haunting loneliness, is to find a life mate. But he has given up believing one exists. Raven Whitney has a rare gift. She not only can read minds, but she can communicate telepathically. But her talent is not always a gift. Her job is to track the twisted mental paths of serial killers, and those evil thoughts drain her both mentally and physically. Now, she is hoping to heal and seek a quiet escape in the Carpathian Mountains, but when she mentally hears the anguished cry at dawn, she cannot ignore it, unaware that her life is about to change forever.

The Vampyre (John Polidori)
Aubrey, a young Englishman, meets Lord Ruthven, a man of mysterious origins who has entered London society. Aubrey accompanies Ruthven to Rome, but leaves him after Ruthven seduces the daughter of a mutual acquaintance. Aubrey travels to Greece, where he becomes attracted to Ianthe, an innkeeper's daughter. Ianthe tells Aubrey about the legends of the vampire. Ruthven arrives at the scene and shortly thereafter Ianthe is killed by a vampire. Aubrey does not connect Ruthven with the murder and rejoins him in his travels. The pair is attacked by bandits and Ruthven is mortally wounded. Before he dies, Ruthven makes Aubrey swear an oath that he will not mention his death or anything else he knows about Ruthven for a year and a day. Looking back, Aubrey realizes that everyone whom Ruthven met ended up suffering.
Aubrey returns to London and is amazed when Ruthven appears shortly thereafter, alive and well. Ruthven reminds Aubrey of his oath to keep his death a secret. Ruthven then begins to seduce Aubrey's sister while Aubrey, helpless to protect his sister, has a nervous breakdown. Ruthven and Aubrey's sister are engaged to marry on the day the oath ends. Just before he dies, Aubrey writes a letter to his sister revealing Ruthven's history, but it does not arrive in time. Ruthven marries Aubrey's sister. On the wedding night, she is discovered dead, drained of her blood — and Ruthven has vanished.


Fevre Dream (George R.R. Martin)

Martin is well known for his amazing Game of Thrones, but less so for this highly atmospheric Vampire fiction. Fevre Dream is what you get when you mix Mark Twain with Dracula. The book merges history with myth. Vampires hunt each other up and down the Mississippi river during the great riverboat days of the 1800s, leaving a large body count of innocents along the way. The tale is not really about vampires though, but of the struggle for acceptance and friendship. It's the story about the struggles of friendship (literally) in a landscape that's inimical to it. If the premise of this novel sounds interesting, that's because it is. This is a unique novel by all accounts and the fact that Martin can merge so two unlikely subjects together into something that's not only workable but outstanding shows the genius of the writer. This book is mesmerizing on all levels. Martin is a superb writer and this is one of his best works to date. This is the most complex, most interesting, and best damn vampire tale you'll ever read.

Vampire$ (John Steakley)
From the moment you jump into Vampire$ to the moment you finish, its vicious action without apology.
Steakley makes the vampire myth completely believable within the realms of his novel. No nonsense about turning into bats or any of that. No lovey dovey human and vampire harlequin nonsense with a handful of vampires with bad hair really being "decent guys" despite the fact they drink blood for sport. No, in this book vampires are just purely evil, purely vicious, murdering bastards. This book is as close to action perfection that you're going to find.
It's vulgar, edgy, and as good as it gets when it comes to reading about vampire killing. It's also got some of the best male camaraderie and bonding you'll read in a book (the non-gay kind).
The book follows a group of professional vampire killers. They love to drink, swear, and carouse, and they have the full backing of the Catholic Church to kill some vampire ass. There was a movie made by John Carpenter based on this book. Forget it ever existed! Vampire$ is a thousand times better than that wreck of a movie. So if you want a kick ass vampire novel that doesn't scrimp out on vulgarity and raw action, Steakley's Vampire$ is the best you're going to find.

Children of the Night (Dan Simmons)

I’ve heard it said that it’s impossible for Dan Simmons to write a bad novel; I agree. A man with many talents (his Hyperion is considered one of Science Fictions most beloved novels), Simmons turns his unique skills to the Dracula tale. This books is great because not only does Simmons tell a fantastic thriller tale, he also flips the Vampire mythos upside down. The novel has one of the most convincing scientific explanations for vampires that I’ve yet read about.

The Keep (F. Paul Wilson)

This novel’s a fun one. Combine Nazis and Vampires in this piece of horror fiction. Captain Klause Woerman is told to hold a small abandoned keep in the heart of the Transylvanian Alps. When his men start disappearing, all hell breaks loose. For readers looking for Vampire fiction with a horror sting to it, The Keep is up there with the best. It’s a riveting page turner that takes some of the classic vampire lore that we are all used to and adds a whole new twist to it. Just don’t read it at night when you are alone. Especially if there’s a forest nearby.

If you've read Twilight, True Blood, The Vampire Diaries, and company take note, this is the novel you’ve been looking for. It is in fact one of the best vampire stories out there, if you like some of those books. The Last Vampire is, as the title suggests, the story of the last vampire. The star of the show is Sita, a 5000-year-old vampire who’s falling in love with a human who resembles her old (vampire) lover. This is her struggle to find peace. The Last Vampire is a series, but it’s one of the more intelligent and interesting vampire series on the market. I, hands down, prefer this to the new vampire books flooding the market.

Fledgling (Octavia E. Butler)

For a powerful vampire novel that tackles some of life’s important issues. Fledgling is not your standard vampire novel. So if you are expecting Twilight 7, don’t waste your time. Rather, it’s an intelligent novel about society, about its prejudice, its power, and the transformation it causes. It’s not very often that something new happens in the time-worn vampire fiction genre. However, Butler manages to instill something unique into the genre.

Humans have been conquered and now the vampires rule. That’s the premise of E.E. Knight’s wonderful Vampire Earth series. Vampire Earth is a skillful blending of different genres. It's one of those books where the whole is greater than the sum of its parts. The book (series in fact) follows the life of David Valentine, a man whose parents have been murdered by agents of the Kurians, otherworldly "vampires" that have enslaved humanity. The world is not as you know it, but rather a post-apocalyptic wasteland that's been corrupted and conquered by the alien overlords. Into this world is born Valentine. For those of you who like your books gritty, you won't have too much to complain about when reading this novel. The action is absolutely vicious and heart pumping when it happens. This book is all about surviving by any means possible. It’s not the most sophisticated of the vampire books in the vein of say, Butler’s Fledgling. There is no hidden depth to the novel, no subtext message present (other than maybe "it would suck to be conquered by an alien vampiric race"). But all that other stuff doesn't matter when you read the book.

My Favorite Vampire Books:
1.      Blackwood Farms by Anne Rice
2.      A Carpathian Holiday Celebration by Christine Feehan
3.      Queen of the Damned by Anne Rice
4.      House of Night Series by P.C. Cast
5.      Carmilla by Joseph de Le Fe Sheridan
6.      Dracula by Bram Stoker
7.      The Vampire Lestat by Anne Rice
8.      Blood Stained Lives by Ronald Griffin
9.      Blood Family: Quest for the Vampire Key by Mark Knight
10.  The Promise Me Series by Tara Fox Hall
11.  The Undeparted Series by Deborah Palumbo

Author Bio:

The Vampire Queen1 aka Jodie Pierce has been writing since Jr. High School but was unsatisfied with her teenage romance stories. One day, a friend handed her an Anne Rice book and she found her inspiration. She’s been writing about vampires ever since.

The Worm Farm (Chapter 19)
by Helen Bishop


When Dan brought Phil back the next morning, I was already out in the chair, dozing. I had gotten up earlier, and washed up good, made and ate breakfast and rinsed off the wagon. I was tired.

Dan wanted to know what I’d done to myself, he said I had circles under my eyes. “I didn’t sleep too well last night, Dan.” “Didn’t you take your pain pill?” “No, I didn’t, I didn’t want to be fuzzy. I wanted to be clear to talk with you both.” Dan and Phil looked worried.

“Phil,” I said, “if you are sure you want to stay and work with a dopey head like me, I would be happy to have you here.” Phil started to smile. I went on,” I can’t pay you much, I’m just starting out, but you’ll have a roof over your head and you’ll always eat well.”  Phil interrupted, “Charlie, I don’t need much money...could you manage minium wage?” “Well, yes, and maybe a bit more.” I went on, “And Phil? Maybe if this works out we might talk about a partnership, later on down the line? It’ll be a lot of work, not so much in the Winter, but the rest of the year.” Phil and Dan, and I admit it myself, were all smiles. I still hadn’t figured out how to, or if I would even continue to punish people in the future, but if I had to, I guessed I would figure out a way to do it, at the time.

So, Phil and Dan went up to get his stuff, and I cleaned out a bedroom and an adjoining bath for him. I had only ever really cleaned out the rooms I was actively using. My ribs still hurt, so I had to stop and rest a lot, but I got it done, almost as soon as they pulled up.

Dan looked at me, hard, and said, “Charlie, you overdid it, didn’t you?” I saw no reason to argue, and nodded.

Dan said he and Phil would move the stuff in, and let me rest.

I laid in the padded chair in the sun and dozed off.

For the next hour or so, the images boiled over in my mind. I was walking by the worm bed and leaned over to pick up a runner, and slowly toppled into the worm bed. No one was there to hear me, and it was so fast that I couldn’t cry out as the worms came up over me. For a minute I struggled, swimming through them, then I relaxed as they ate me. Fade to black.
Then I was in the house, sleeping in the recliner. I woke as a lamp fell over, and looked at the place where it had been. As I leaned over the floor, the worms that were everywhere, eased up the sides of the chair and covered me like a warm moving blanket, then smothered me. All of a sudden, I was grinding up road kill and adding kibble to the grind when a bird perched on the edge. I waved my arm to scare the bird away and the edge of my sleeve got caught in the grinder, and slowly pulled me in. I actually saw myself going through and mixing with the kibble. All these thoughts moved through my mind like I had moved through the grinder. I felt myself grab for the edge of the scoop as whoever it was scooped me up to throw onto the worms. I held on for dear life, and shouted to make them see. “No! Don’t! I’m here, I’m here, don’t throw me in!”

Dan put his hand on my shoulder to wake me.

“Charlie? Buddy, are you alright?”

 I woke with a start. “Yeah, yeah, sorry Dan. I guess I was dreaming.”

“Well, calm down kid, you’re pale as hell and you look like you’ve been running a marathon! What was your dream about?”

“ I fell into the worms, and they were eating me.”

Dan laughed, and said, “I guess they would! I often thought that maybe that’s what happened to Bobby Drums. Maybe he snuck back here in the dark and went into the worms by mistake. Nobody would have been here to hear him or help him get out, and I figured that, hey, the worms have to eat, too.”


“It would have been justice, Charlie, or like money laundering. In with the bad, and out with the good.”

I just stood there and stared at Dan.

“Well, it was just a thought.”

Author Bio:

Helen Bishop is a native of Pennsylvania and a true fan of the written word. She works as a litigation paralegal; reads on average 20 books a week; writes book reviews for an internet blog; writes stories, poems and novels in various genres; and-just to fill out her dance card-contracts with fellow authors to proofread and copy-edit their work before it goes to the publisher. You can check her out at

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Three little pigs and a big bad wolf
Ronald Griffin

Once upon a time there were three little pigs that lived next door to one another. There was Oscar who didn’t have a lot of money but he had too much pride to ask his older brothers for any help. So he built his house out of straw. The house wasn’t very sturdy or strong but it kept the rain out and was nice and cozy to him. One day however Adolph the big bad wolf came knocking on his door.
“Hello Mr. Pig.” He said.
Oscar being the trusting pig that he is opens the straw door. When he saw the big bad wolf at his door his body began to tremble. He looked into the wolfs’ big eyes and shut the door on the wolfs’ face. Adolph would start beating on the flimsy straw while snarling.
“Little pig, little pig, you better let me in.” he would bellow.
“Not by the hair on my freckled ass cheek.” Oscar said.
“Alright then you’re going to make me huff and puff until I blow your house down.” He said.
Adolph would breathe in deep sending fear through Oscars trembling legs. As the wolf blew the house down Oscar ran as fast as his little hooves would take him until he knocked on his older brother Sammy’s’ door. Sammy was a little better off than Oscar and had built a house made out of stick. The stick house was much more secure than the house of straw. He opened the door letting his brother Oscar into the house.
“What’s wrong brother?” Sammy asked.
Oscar shut the door behind him as he breathed hard.
“The big bad wolf is after me.” He said.
“Well don’t worry dear brother he won’t be able to get to us in here.” Sammy said.
Adolph knocked on the door.
“Little pigs…little pigs, you know that I will get in.” he said.
“Not by the hair on our freckled asses.” Sammy said.
Adolph huffed and he puffed but Sammy stood there in confidence in his stronger house. The big bad wolf didn’t care about the sticks and was able to blow it down. The stunned Sammy looked upon the wolfs’ teeth that were dripping with saliva. Oscar grabbed Sammy by the hand and dragged him as fast as their hooves could have carried them over to their eldest brother Melvin’s’ house. Melvin had a lot of money and had his home built of brick. The two brothers knocked on the door until he opened. When Melvin saw the wolf he hurried them into the house closing the door behind them.
Adolph was hungrier than he had ever been and wiped the saliva from his muzzle as he approached the brick house. He knocked on the door and listened out for the little pigs inside. He heard a little bit of noise but couldn’t tell what was going on. No one answered so he knocked again.
“Little pigs’little pigs I’m tired of this game so you better let me in.” he listened to the door for a response but didn’t hear a single oink.
“Alright I will huff and puff until…”
Before Adolph could finish his sentence the door slowly creaked open. He was surprised that they let the door open for him so he stepped inside of the house. He searched the living room sniffing the air for them.
“I’m ready for my ham dinner tonight. I think I will have a side of bacon to go with it as well.” Adolph said while rubbing his hands together.
He walked into the kitchen and still the pigs were nowhere to be seen. He sniffed the air and could smell several spices and herbs being cooked with potatoes and carrots. Adolph walked over to the stove and there wasn’t a single pot on the stove. He hits the table with his hand out of anger breaking it in half.
“Where are you little bacon bits at?” he bellowed.
The pantry door opened slowly and Adolph could smell the heavenly aroma coming from the pantry door. He walks into the pantry and finds a trap door with a ladder leading into a room below.
“Aha, so you think you can hide from me in a secret room. Now you have nowhere left to hide.” He roars.
He jumped down into the opening while ignoring the ladder. When he lands he is surprised when he lands in a large tank of water. Adolph raised his head above the water to see carrots and potatoes floating around him. His arms are now covered with oregano and parsley flakes. A clove of garlic hit him in the head so he turned to see where it came from. Oscar was throwing garlic cloves into the water while Sammy stirred the water with a large spoon. Adolph began to sweat and soon realized that the water was getting hotter the longer he was in there.
“What are you doing you little shits!” Adolph yelled.
Melvin was stoking the fire underneath the massive sided pot.
“You see everyone is tired of you terrorizing and eating whoever you wish. You’ve eaten a lot of our friends since you came into town Adolph.” Melvin says.
“So now it’s our turn to eat you.” Sammy says.
“No you can’t do this.” Adolph says.
He tried to climb his way out of the pot but Sammy hit him over the head with the large wooden spoon. Stunned Adolph fell back into the water and floated amongst the veggies and spices. Once he regained his senses he couldn’t help but watch as the three little pigs covered the pot with a massive iron lid. He tried to huff and puff and blow the lid off, but it wouldn’t budge. The three little pigs sat at a nearby table and waited. They listened to the big bad wolf with smiles on their faces as he is boiled alive.
From that day forward the three little pigs lived in their homes in peace. Oscar in his cozy straw house, Sammy in his stick house, and Melvin in his brick house. At the end of the day it doesn’t matter how much or how little you may have. As long as you have family then you have it all. As for Adolph he didn’t have neither of those things. So the three little pigs and the nearby animals all lived happily ever after.

Ronald Edward Griffin is a native of Macon, GA where he was born and raised. He is an accomplished Author in his own right and is always working hard on something. He has two children whom he hopes to pass his writing bug on to them.

The Hybrids:The Blood Moon Part 1:
Brien O'Raighne


Belle walks along the Riverwalk at the mall in the refurbished Downtown Sales District. She is holding hands with Jean-Luc. He is still limping from the fight at Belle’s home with the ancient sorcerer, Xanathos. Belle tosses golden locks out of her face as the light breeze blows off the manmade river. Her pink dress blows in the breeze revealing the pink boy toy shorts underneath.
“Good thing you wore shorts underneath.” Jean-Luc mentions as the lights along the Riverwalk begin to come on.
Belle giggles. “Yes, it is.”
Then, Belle looks around. Something is off to her. Jean-Luc crooks his head as he notices her reaction. He listens and doesn’t notice anything. No noise at all. No cars, no birds, no people, no rushing water. He raises a brow.
“Belle, something’s not right. I am not hearing any noise whatsoever.” Jean-Luc says.
“I noticed the same thing, honey.” Belle says. She releases Jean-Luc’s hand. She looks up and the clouds begin to part. A brow raises when she sees the full moon. There is a tint of red upon it. She crooks her head. “Huh?”
Jean-Luc looks up as well. He gulps. His heightened senses did not foresee this. He turns to Belle. “Mon chere, it’s time you left here without me.”
“Why would I want to do that?” Belle says as she turns to look at Jean-Luc.
Jean-Luc is beginning to huff and puff. “Chere, do as I ask.” His voice become guttural.
Belle begins to back up to the edge near the water. Her eyes are wide open. She has never seen him transform. She gulps knowing that this is entirely possible for her to do so as well. There is a look of fear on her face.
“Go!” Roars Jean-Luc as the transformation begins ripping his clothes.
Belle takes another step back. She hits the railing. She begins to lose her balance. She slips and falls onto her rear as it hits the ground. She looks from Jean-Luc to the moon above him. “The full moon… wait… why haven’t I transformed as well?”
She gulps as Jean-Luc, in full, wolf man form walks up to her. He leans in. Drool comes from his snarling fangs. They hit the ground by Belle’s hand. He sniffs her. Then, he turns and runs away from her in the opposite direction.
Belle is huffing and puffing as well as shaking. She grabs the green rail to pull herself
up onto her feet. She looks around. Jean-Luc is gone!
Wow! He’s fast in that form. Faster than I imagined. Belle thinks to herself.
She uses the rail to steady herself as her legs continue to quiver. Belle takes a deep breath and exhales. She does this a couple of times to help regain her composure. She bites her lower lip as a scowl comes over her face. Then, she sighs.
“Now what?” She mutters to herself. “I better go ask mom. She’ll know what to do.”
Then, she starts to the parking garage. That’s when it hits her. She smacks her forehead. “Son of a… He has the keys to the car.” She reaches into her purse. “I better call mom.”
She pulls up the contact information on her iPhone. She sees the entry MOM. She taps on the phone icon next to it.


Destiny is relaxing on the couch. She is watching an episode of The Walking Dead and laughing. Elise raises a brow as she walks down the stairs. Her curly locks are pulled back into a ponytail.
“What’s so funny?” Elise asks. She, then, sees the TV. “Oh?”
“You and I know that is not what zombies looks like.” Destiny says as she takes a drink of her Diet Coke. Then, her phone rings. She picks it up. She sees the ID: BELLE. She raises a brow. “Why is she calling me?”
“Why don’t you find out?” Elise suggests as she walks across the living room to the kitchen.
Destiny swipes to the right to answer the call. “Honey, why are you calling me?”
“Mom, what’s a reddish full moon mean?”
“A reddish full moon?”
Elise turns her head upon hearing this. Her eyes open wide. “Tell Belle to get away from Jean-Luc now.”
“Did you hear, honey?” Destiny asks.
“Yes, Mom. It’s too late though. He’s gone.” Belle answers. “What is it, though?”
“The Blood Moon.” Destiny says. She rubs her eyes. “Where are you, honey.”
“At the Micah Riverwalk Mall downtown.”
“Do you need us to come and get you?”
“Yes, Jean-Luc still has the keys.”
Elise shrugs her shoulders and takes a deep breath. “Tell Belle I will be there shortly.”
“Elise is on the way.” Destiny says into the phone.
“Thank you, Mom.”
“Don’t thank me, yet, honey.” Destiny reiterates. “This night is far from over.”
Destiny ends the call and turns to Elise. She shakes her head.
Elise goes into the junk drawer. She pulls out a pouch of silver dust. A wry grin is on her face. “Be back shortly.” She tosses the silver powder onto the ground as she chants. There is a flash as the dust disperses. Elise is gone.

Author Bio:

He is a connoisseur of sci-fi and paranormal films and books. He, also, lives in Houston with his son.

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***Frank Julius Palumbo's new novel Sullen Falls - Release Date-7/15/16. Preorder your copy on Kindle at

Back Cover blurb 

Deep below Sullen Falls stirs an ancient evil. 
Seth left Sullen Falls monastery five years ago in search of answers to his life. With the unexpected appearance of a comet, he is lured back to the town he once called home. There he discovers that an evil warps those he cared about and threatens the woman he loved–Sophia. 

The Coughlins thought that vacationing in the scenic campgrounds of Sullen Falls would provide the respite from the crazy world and build a closer bond between parents and teen children. Drawn into town by what appears to be a festival, the family of four is plummeted into a nightmare none can awake. 
The secret to defeat the evil lies in an ancient book, guarded by the last of an order thought to be extinct. To save Sullen Falls, the Coughlins and Sophia, Seth must find the tome and accept his destiny, even if it would cost him everything that is dear to him.***

****Jessica Sawa and Lindsey Jayne are available for hire if you are looking for an awesome Editor and Cover Artist!****

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