Chase is a performance poet with a history of mental illness who's spent time in jail and hospitals while trying to deal with traumas from his past. A cult figure in New York City, he's as well known for his mania as he is for his poetry. During a reading, Chase sees a woman he believed had died ...
This upstate New York village is as small as it is peaceful. But somehow Jonathan Kendrick's eccentric grandma always manages to find trouble. Crime, scandal, you name it...she's involved. But Anna's outdone herself this time. She's stumbled across a dead body...in her trash can!
Zebediah Crummler, the caretaker of Felicity Grove's cemetery, is arrested for murder and is imprisoned, and his only true friend, Joe Kenrick, must make sense of Crummler's riddles, ravings, and inconsistent stories to find the true killer of Teddy Harnes.
Two years ago Shad Jenkins went to prison for assaulting his sister’s attacker. Now he has returned to the southern mountain town of Moon Run Hollow, only to find that Megan is dead. No one knows how she died–or why she was found on Gospel Trail Road, a dirt path leading up to the gorge high abo...
Several years back I read Tom Piccirilli’s Dead Letters, and gave it a negative review. It was the only thing I’d ever read by him, and for some reason his mixture of horror and noir just didn’t click for me. I may have to revisit that book, because I loved his Bram Stoker award winner, The Nig...
Clay was an honest New York City cop driven to bring down the mob and make his city a little safer, even when it seemed like nothing he did made any difference. He always played by the rules until a two-bit junkie hit man destroyed his family and left him for dead. But Clay won't let himself lie ...
A haunted man must settle his accounts with the living—and the dead…The night Johnny Danetello drove a dying girl through the streets of Brooklyn in his cab, he was trying to save her life. Instead he ran down a cop and lost her and his freedom. Every day in prison, Johnny knew that Angie Montice...
A man known only as the Necromancer and his demonic familiar named "Self" wander the spectral highways of the countryside, incurring the wrath of both heaven and hell -- and facing the curses of the damned. But it's a figure from his past that may drive the Necromancer into a hell even he cannot ...
From the moment he saw the girl in the snowstorm, Flynn had less than an hour to live. But he’ll remember his last fifty minutes long after he’s dead. As an investigator for Suffolk County Child Protective Services, Flynn has seen more than his share of misery, but nothing could prepare him for t...
A few months after that, Jenks and his old crew were drinking beer in a local pub when one of the other guys asked the sex addict why he didn’t just find himself some young gold digger. Put her up in an apartment, give her an allowance. It would’ve been cheaper than driving all the way out to t...
Two rings, hang up, three rings, hang up, some kind of shit like that. A lot more discriminating than on Jonah’s circuit. Chase called the number. After it rang twenty times, he disconnected and tried again. They weren’t a twitchy bunch but there would be rules to follow. No matter what though, e...
It's what ran inside him and what made him run.Chase cruised to an oldies station until it faded in Delaware, kept tuning in to others for almost six hundred miles before his cool started to loosen. He hadn't been down South since he and Lila had lived in Mississippi over four years ago, up the r...
Each suffers from Multiple Personality Disorder, experiencing complex delusions and sometimes fantastical identities. Pace tries to piece together what happened when apparently one of their alternate personalities tried to kill Cassandra.Pace himself is an alternate of William Pacella, a man whos...
JFK brought it back and I tossed it onto the lawn again. He hung his head, looked at me like I was an asshole, and laid down at my feet. I wanted to see Kimmy. I wanted to do more than that. I longed to fold up in her arms and beg forgiveness, but only if she would give it to me. I knew she would...
Judy said, waving her hands like her fingernails were wet and she was trying to dry them. Everyone in this town spoke with bold bodily gestures. “Whatever works best for you.”Kendra smiled and nodded for him to come over. He stood and figured what the hell. He was familiar with the parts by n...
Someone’s always yelling at him. “Motherfuckers.” “Finn!” He’s on his knees and Vi is on the floor, shouting in his ear. “I’m here,” he says. “You need to run.” “I’m here. Where are they?” “I don’t know.” He shrugs out of his coat and wraps it around Vi’s shoulders. She groans at his touch. “Did ...
Abbot Earl is eager to speak with me, but it’s not yet sixth hour and we’re committed to our vow of silence. Seekers of every variety wander the grounds, searching out God, themselves, their pipe dreams, and their sins. They seem to enjoy the bread though, and a certain amount of pride fills me. ...
local time. The sun had come around the earth to meet them and the finely-hewn dawn erupted across the bow of the jet. They passed over a congested port surrounded by whitewashed houses that led off to a wildly choked stone metropolis already in full flurry and bustle.As they circled, Pace notice...