RELEASE: The Sirens Call eZine Summer 2020 Edition – Issue 50 | FREE Online #Horror & #DarkFic #eZine #magazine @Sirens_Call

Issue 50 of The Sirens Call eZine is live! Overwhelmed with joy to see us hit 50 issues! This massive 256 page release is filled with horror from many names, both familiar and new. Includes short fiction, flash fiction, drabbles, poetry, art, and features Mark Steinwachs’ new novel, ‘The Night’ and ‘Jack in the Box’ by Nicholas Paschall. Also includes illustrations and photography by Jeanette Andromeda, Lisa Vasquez, Danielle Wirsansky, and Mai Kil. It’s been a pleasure being part of this issue’s creation. Download and read for free!

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Sirens Call Publications is pleased to announce
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The Sirens Call

The 50th issue of The Sirens Call eZine comes in at a whopping 256 pages and features 143 pieces of horror and dark fiction; 16 images by our featured illustrators and photographers: Jeanette Andromeda, Mai Kil, Lisa Vasquez, and Danielle Wirsansky; and two spotlight authors — Nicholas Paschall, with an excerpt from his novel, ‘Jack in the Box‘, and Mark Steinwachs, along with a short story from his newly released collection ‘The Night‘.  

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The Horseman

My latest short fiction on Pen of the Damned!

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The horseman’s shadowed eyes stared forward beneath the rim of a tattered Stetson. His steed blazed through the night. Isolated by the vast prairie, things which hide in the dark watched his every move. But his guns held firm to his belt, fully loaded. His quick hands, both ready and able.

Although he could not see the path, he knew it well. Not by a painted memory or a tale told over a hard drink, but by a map of dreams scrawled within his heart. He was drawn to that place by a pounding desire to hunt, but his prey remained a blur behind inner vision. He knew not its form or purpose, only its dangers.

One too many folk had been ravaged, and as a traveler, he knew his presence in the nearby town would be more than suspect. His grim expression could not go unnoticed among a people…

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Telling Stories

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I’ve started dreading bedtime.

It’s Emily. Oh, it’s not her fault, for God’s sake, she’s only three, but lately every time I come to tuck her in she’s dragged out that book, and always with the same demand.

Story time.

I don’t know where she found it. I certainly didn’t buy it, and it wasn’t in the house when we moved in. Trying to ask the neighbors about it has only gotten me evil looks and muttered curses and a lot of disinvitations, and I can’t say I blame them—the damned thing just looks so odd, bound in patchwork leather with some kind of crude embroidery that I guess is meant to look like stitches. And the pictures are awful: all fangs and teeth and multiplicities of limbs, sometimes blurry and seeming to slide off the page, sometimes so detailed I wake up screaming.

But Emily always…

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New Release! The Bury Box

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After Lorie and her family move into their new home, strange things start to happen – things Lorie can’t explain. To make matters worse, her husband, Tom, starts to behave oddly, leaving Lorie to deal with the inexplicable on her own.

Meanwhile, her son, Reggie, experiences a different sort of phenomena: he encounters a figure he believes to be God. This being instructs him to dig a hole and bury himself. Is something trying to steal Reggie’s body or soul, or perhaps both?

Trapped in a desperate game for survival, can Lorie keep her family together, or will unseen forces tear them apart?

My second novella, The Bury Box, explores more traditional aspects of horror than my previous release, Zero Perspective. Set in a house in rural New York, this story explores death, and how a family perceives and deals with it, both adult and child. Born from my own obsession with death from a young age, the concepts in this tale represent not only my own understanding of our connection with it, but a shared connection of all things which live, and ultimately, die.

I hope you enjoy reading The Bury Box as much as I enjoyed writing it.

And here is a shot of the wraparound as a whole, because it looks spectacular! Thanks to the amazing cover work of Nina D’Arcangela!

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Get it in paperback or eBook on Amazon HERE!

 

Shadows

Pen of the Damned - where angst and horror flow freely...

The blast stripped his skin away, charring the flesh underneath and turning his bones to dust. His eyelids were sealed by the heat, the fluid orbs boiling and bursting in their sockets. He felt a brief moment of pain, then nothing, as his limbs were ripped from his body, his guts torn open and his head shattered. After the explosion, there was nothing left except for a few misshapen lumps of gristle and burnt meat.

He woke. He was in the boiler room as usual. He stood, dusting himself down. He quickly realised the room had changed. There was a hole in the roof and the room was full of smoke and debris. The furnace was ripped open, sheared metal hanging from the frame. He looked down and saw the charred, rendered remains of his body. He remembered the explosion. He was dead.

He’d often thought about death, not morbidly…

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Breathless

Pen of the Damned - where angst and horror flow freely...

His wide eyes shadow my every move, veins throb in his neck. A look I’ve seen numerous times. Lying stomach-down, each limb bound to the table I bolted in place. He shakes, sweat plastering cropped hair to his skull. The acrid smell of urine and sweat fills my soundproofed basement. An odor I’ve learned to ignore. Can he? I’ve never asked them, not even the ones who lasted a while.

He struggled at first, like they all do, but the bonds are too tight. Any background noise will ruin what I need. The ball gag is slick with saliva but muffles the sounds. Situations like this remind me that humans are animals—base, instinctual creatures. We’ve grown arrogant because we have thumbs and big brains.

He started with questions. Like a dentist talking to a patient, I understood every word—and ignored him. Then he begged, pleaded. Cried. Screamed.

They’re all the…

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Fetchling

Pen of the Damned - where angst and horror flow freely...

Flash!

The light strobes; its flare blinding.

Flash!

The heat from the bulb dries the sweat from my face.

Flash!

My eyes slam shut; they flicker open to rivulets of blood running down my thighs.

Flash!

She screams for me to turn back to the camera. A line of spittle draws its way past the rag in my mouth; drips from my wet chin.

Flash!

An involuntary blink, I jerk and turn away; this enrages her.

Soothing darkness falls; I feel movement within the shadows.

The dog whip sounds its crack just beyond my right ear. Her intent to miss, I’m certain; we’ve been at this for hours.

Crack again, this time it strikes my bare shoulder. Another flick and the skin shreds, the blackness so acute I can hear her draw back for another strike. I scream through the gag, this pleases her; she returns to the camera.

Flash!

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FREE Download: Mental Ward: Experiments | May 25-29 | Only on Amazon!

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Mental Ward: Experiments

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We’ll take fine care of your loved one – no need to worry…

A dank basement, shadow filled hallways, the deep echo of a metal latch being thrown while faint screams are heard… These are the things you might experience in a place where the unspeakable happens, where conscientious action and moral turpitude turn a blind eye in the interest of advancing one’s own personal pursuits in the most deranged and unjustifiable manner. The type of place where power corrupts, and depravity runs rampant among those imbued with it. A place where the unfortunate are abandoned to the devices of those who convince themselves their actions are in the best interest of science.

Mental Ward: Experiments is a collection of ten short stories that demonstrate the worst of humanity’s ambition in the interest of ‘civilized’ advancement. Step into a…

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FREE Download: Wicked Deeds | May 15-19 | Only on Amazon!

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Wicked Deeds
Witches, Warlocks, Demons and Other Evil Doers

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Sometimes wicked people do wicked things simply because they can…

The twelve stories in Wicked Deeds tell tales of witches and warlocks with ill intent, devilish demons bent on destruction, and other doers of evil who make the world a terrifying place.

What is a mother to do when her daughter is gifted but lives under the thumb of her fanatical preacher husband who will brook no talk of the supernatural? What of a demon so desperate to free himself of a trap that he will force another to repeat his atrocities and condemn a young boy to his demonic fate? Or maybe the story of a crotchety old witch with a score to settle against the town she lives in is more to your liking – what evil will the seemingly harmless…

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