Hell Is Already Here — DeveReaux’s Newfound Words

Chalk outlines color my world I see neither black, nor white But an endless cacophony Of lovers and unlovable Slaves without owners And music of children too young to understand The world they’ve been born in is not pure Yet they drink anyway And the words they are taught are vile Yet they write books […]

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Tag

Written by: Pablo Paturg

She made a playful squeal as I tagged her. It was clear she was enjoying herself, she was laughing herself to tears. “Daddy, stop it, my sides hurt!” She continued to laugh. Her joy was contagious, I smiled, for once in years, I smiled. I dare say I’ve smiled more that day than I have in my entire life. Alas, all good things must come to an end, she was tired, and fell asleep shortly after.
My wife soon came home. She was so glad to see me, she yelled my name, again, laughing to tears. She hugged me, still laughing. I continued to smile. She looked down and saw my tagging tool, quickly shooting her focus back to my eyes. I continued to smile. “Michael…” Tears continued to stream down her face in excitement. “How could you have done this to our little angel?” She tried to run, but she was too slow. “Tag…” I smiled wider. “You’re it.”

Earth, neither Hell nor Heaven — Fleeting Muse

Neither afraid of hell, Nor enamored of heaven, I am that fallen angel Whose wings were cut, Sent down as punishment To mend, To break my free spirit, Make me toe the line. Oh, how I love Where I am! I soar with the eagles, Hunt with the hawks, Roam with lions, Go where angles […]

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Lit Hub Daily: August 16, 2018 — Literary Hub

TODAY: In 1936, Italian writer Grazia Deledda, who received the Nobel Prize for Literature, dies. She’s pictured here with her husband and son in Rome circa 1905. Kidnappings, cold cases, and comedy: 5 debut crime novels to read this August. | CrimeReads Former Greek Finance Minister Yanis Varoufakis says Crashed by Adam Tooze offers “insights into…

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“Diabolical: Three Tales of Jack Thurston and Revenge” is Available on Amazon Kindle

Diabolical (e-book)

Jack Thurston is a retired professor of medieval literature and history. He is also a widower and father and a retired sorcerer who has returned to the black arts to exact revenge for the death of his wife, daughter, and brother. He has an intriguing position in the universe at a focal point of life, the afterlife, logic and reason, anger and hatred, the ancient and the modern worlds, grief and his attempts to escape grief through self-destruction. Though he wants to have the peace he once found with his wife, Agatha, he is pulled in many directions by circumstance and by his powerful negative emotions.

I am a fan of the old school horror practiced by such authors as H.P. Lovecraft, Poe, Edward Lucas White, and Arthur Machen.  I endeavor to make a story as terrifying and suspenseful for the reader as possible without resorting to gratuitous blood and gore for a simple shock or quick feeling of disgust.

This collection of three short tales is perfect for those who have only a few short breaks to escape into the hidden world of horror, black magic, sorcery, and anger-fueled revenge.

You can find this and other works at my Amazon author’s page:  www.amazon.com/author/philslattery.

Currently, Jack has a Twitter account (@jthurston666), where he has attracted a small following and where it has only recently been revealed that he is fictional. Jack has his own blog at jackthurstonblog.wordpress.com (a work in progress) and his own e-mail at jackthurston666@gmail.com.

Information on more social media accounts and other characters (as they are developed) can be found at: philslattery.wordpress.com. Please interact with him at any of his social media accounts as you would with a real person.

The Door to Hell — raynotbradbury

xxx His mouth are standing in the line to the Gate. The hunger is dropping on the floor, surrounded by the awkward silence of the similar mouths. Waiting. The queue is moving. Slowly. He’s trying to practice on the way to the doors, shamelessly biting the fingernails between the moments of fear. He is across the […]

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