Some Things Just Haunt Us for the Rest of Our Lives…

Some Things Just Haunt Us for the Rest of Our Lives…

We don’t always outgrow our fears. Sometimes, we just learn to carry them with us. I was that weird kid that was utterly infatuated with myths and monsters. I savored campfire stories and hoarded urban legends like they were collectibles. Most of the time, I can put the story aside. But there are a few that just seem to lurk in the back of my mind, waiting to take over my thoughts. To this day, a flash of light in a darkened mirror will have me thinking about Bloody Mary. Maybe it was the...

The Things We Fear Don’t Always Hide In the Shadows…

The Things We Fear Don’t Always Hide In the Shadows…

We rely on our senses to understand the world. So, what do we do when they fail? I’m near-sighted. Without my glasses, everything is a jumbled mess of colorful splotches. I can dismiss it as mildly irritating until a moment comes along that forces me to remember just how vulnerable I am. I used to go to a 24-hour gym. I always had the place to myself. I’d stash my glasses in my locker, put in my earbuds, and spend the hour blissfully alone. That one time, I was heading back to the changing...

Spirits Whisper Their Pleas to Be Saved…

Spirits Whisper Their Pleas to Be Saved…

Ghosts! Demons! Fluffy little kittens! One of those is not scary. I leave it to you to determine which, dear reader. Meanwhile, let me tell you about haunted houses. Every town has at least one. In England, they are everywhere. It is rare to find a large building that has stood for more than a generation without its ghost. Usually, they are harmless enough. Many hotels and pubs advertise their resident ghost. But sometimes, ghosts are less than benign. For the second of the six books in the...

This Is Their World, We’re Just Playing in It…

This Is Their World, We’re Just Playing in It…

As seems to be a common tradition, I used to dabble with the occult. It wasn’t anything outlandish. Just the odd Ouija board at slumber parties, a bit of voodoo doll stabbing, and trying to summon the murderous spirit of Bloody Mary to see if she’d kill me or not. You know, girly things. Most of these nights ended with us giving up and watching some horror movies instead. Nothing remarkable but a lot of fun. Lately, I was reminiscing, and it occurred to me; while we were all giddy waiting for...

Darkness Isn’t Always the Scariest Thing Out There…

Darkness Isn’t Always the Scariest Thing Out There…

I grew up in a relatively boring suburb. One day, I walked my dog to the shops, keeping to our usual route. We were on our way back when my dog randomly glanced behind. I turned and found that a man was walking close beside me. I had never seen him before, but he beamed at me like I was an old friend. He slowly drew closer to me. When our shoulders were almost touching, he reached out and grabbed the back of my neck. He didn’t hurt me. But I realized in that moment how easily he could have. It...

Sometimes, a Little Paranoia Is Good…

Sometimes, a Little Paranoia Is Good…

If we’re lucky, we’ll live our whole lives blissfully unaware of how close we’ve come to the worst things in this world. I’m kind of known for getting a little paranoid from time to time, but who can blame me? I spend the vast majority of my days thinking up creative ways to make sure my readers are always looking over their shoulders. It’s only natural that I wonder how many others are thinking the exact same things for far less innocent reasons. How many times was ignoring a bump in the...

For Shane Ryan, It Is Time to Face the Impossible Choice…

For Shane Ryan, It Is Time to Face the Impossible Choice…

Well, are you ready for the trip? You know which one, the trip up to New York, to the Village. It’s time to say hello to Alex and Timmy. Our old friends. But there’s something wrong this time, isn’t there? Yes, something’s quite wrong. Shane knows it too. Think about that. Think about what Shane is considering, about what has to be done. I want to be perfectly honest with you, I’m trying not to think about it. Shane’s been through a hell of a lot, there’s no nice way to put it. That man’s seen...

Can One Man Save the British Countryside From Evil?

Can One Man Save the British Countryside From Evil?

When I was a boy—which was some time ago—one of the great pleasures in life was also one of my great fears. I was always keen to stay up late and watch a horror movie. I particularly loved the old classics—Universal Pictures, Hammer Films, and many others. In my new book, I hope I can recreate some of the pleasure—and fear—that I felt back then, when the monster was hinted at. In this new series, I also get to create that vital character, a professor who knows all about the weird stuff. Throw...

Your One-Way Ticket to Hell Has Been Booked…

Your One-Way Ticket to Hell Has Been Booked…

The unknown calls to us, promising adventure and excitement, and often luring us into disaster. Longing for travel but needing a paycheck, I’ve taken a few jobs without much research simply because they offered staff accommodation. Looking back, it’s surprising that I only once felt like I was stepping into a horror movie. This resort sat alone at the top of a mountain, far beyond cell reception, with only a single road in or out. Miles of untouched wilderness stretched out in every direction...

Your Worst Nightmares Stalk You From the Shadows…

Your Worst Nightmares Stalk You From the Shadows…

Well, my head hurts. No, not from any sort of illness or lack of caffeine, or anything else for that matter. No, to be quite honest, my head hurts from what I’ve just read. Yes, the stories gathered here in this collection. My head hurts because I’m trying to repress the images these writers have crafted, the horrors that they have wrought upon the written page. And I’ve got to tell you, it’s not working. I can still see them. I can still hear them. Today, I sat down in my chair with a cup of...