When men and madness stalks the night, from fear your mind gives no respite No white man's God to hear your pleas, his gnats and buzzards steal your screams When kin and blood to treason turn, the bridges man built start to burn No loving God will save with grace, for his creation turned a waste. *** The Stolen And Their Tales is an Afrocentric folk and gothic horror anthology. Many references in this work belong to both West African and African American oral traditions, with the author's own creative twists. Some tales are completely original, while others are fateful recounting of older tales Here is an important petition to support the communities that inspired this book: https://chng.it/h4rCZphp4C

Free on Wattpad for the first time! In 2017, Duncan P. Pacey's debut post-apocalyptic comedy novel brought a gritty-yet-silly wasteland New Zealand to Amazon Kindle, and now you can enjoy it here. ~~Amazon/Goodreads reviews:~~ "Pratchetty humour with a hack n slash edge." "I absolutely loved Pacey's humor and his descriptions of this tongue-in-cheek twisted world!" "The odd characters are strangely engaging and what seems like a cracked narrative, cleverly comes together to tell a fascinating tale." * * * "Bert'd be damned if this bar did anything other than thrive. Smack-dab would prosper, or she'd shoot folk until it did." Bert is the takes-no-crap bar owner of Smack-dab, a struggling tavern halfway from nowhere to nowhere else. All around her is the barren, post-apocalyptic Waste, a terrifying place plagued by villainous bandits, ravenous monsters, and Things that go bump in the night (and also eat you). The Waste is in turmoil. Lord Ash has been overthrown, replaced by a terrifyingly powerful giant hell-bent on taxing anyone and everyone that can help fund his devious master plan. Smack-dab is threatened with total destruction, but Bert has a plan of her own. Can she rally enough help to fend off the bandits? Strange and hilarious, "Smack-dab, in the Middle of Nowhere" is the fresh new face of the post-apocalypse, even if that face has more creepy mutant eyes than you expected.

An odd fantasy satire inspired by real DnD characters. This book is a concept draft, a few chapters exploring the idea of Grung as a character and the world he might inhabit. I dropped this idea eventually to move on to an alternate book project, but you're welcome to see the story-that-was, and meet my favourite little red frog wizard. * * * The Southerlands should have been flourishing, prosperous, but that was then. Now its very existence hangs by a thread, its people starving and the Emperor threatening to withdraw his armies and leave it to its fate. ...turns out it's expensive to run a far-off province that's beset on all sides by hardship. Who'd have thunk it? Lucilla, teenage daughter of the provincial Dominus, may now be the only thing that could save her home - but she won't be alone. Joining her on an epic quest are Jendar, the mysterious titanic knight, and Grung - the, err, frog wizard. He shouldn't be here, but nobody knew what else to do with him. All he wanted was to buy some new spells. Now he's on a quest. Not that he seems to realise. Can Lucilla, Jendar, and Grung pass the Three Trials, find the ancient Godswell, and save the Southerlands? And, more importantly, will Grung ever find the spells he's looking for? * * * "Grung: A Frog Wizard" is an epic fantasy adventure steeped in folklore, and ruined by a little red frog who has no idea what's going on. But he's happy to be there.

When Sawyer Smith is given a second opportunity at life, she finds herself stuck in the pages of the last book she read--her ex-best friend's rom-com. ****** Sawyer wasn't expecting to be given a second chance after a deadly incident, but she's willing to do anything to get back to her real, normal life. Unfortunately for Sawyer, she finds herself reincarnated in the pages of the last book she read: her ex-best friend's cringey Wattpad romance novel. Even worse, Sawyer only read it because she discovered she was the inspiration for the main antagonist. Which was, she would like to point out, written before their infamous falling out. Now, stuck wandering the halls of this strange, cursed high school--stuck with an even stranger bad boy, who may or may not know more than he lets on, and a frustratingly beautiful but misogynistic Mary Sue main character who will stop at nothing to ruin Sawyer's day--Sawyer must work the system to create her own happy ending ... or die trying. (Potentially.)

Miss Cockerill is a few flapjacks short of a breakfast. Miss Foo is as evil as an earwig. Fans of Lemony Skicket and Roald Dahl will love this new zany adventure! To 12-year-old Eli, botanist-in-training, the women are little more than a bad bedtime story, town bogey-monsters used to scare children to sleep at night. But when he falls into their clutches, Eli will find that the stories are all too true, and the horrors lurking in their crumbling mansion are worse than he could have imagined. If Eli is to escape, he will have to outsmart the cunning Ms. Foo, outdumb the witless Ms. Cockerill, and outmaneuver the bloodthirsty Stranglervine. And that's not even to mention the terrible secret the Misses are hiding in the basement. Some days, escape isn't enough. #1 in kidlit #4 in youngreader #10 in kidsbook #12 in middleschool #18 in middlegrade Runner-up in PIPBC - Humor 2020

I stare at the writhing black ink on her arm and I don't believe my eyes. "B-but!" I stammer, stupidly, "No ones tamed a cryptid in over a hundred years!" All Noah Goataia wants is to run away from his home, the city of Dawnbreak, to Neverland and join the Lost Boys, the most infamous Wilder Kin tribe. But will he ever make it when his path is constantly thwarted by illusive monsters? He just might, but not alone... He'll need: A huntress A foul-throat A mud-murker A red-hand And a wilder-boy. ~~Completed~~

Innyana range, home, and a hunting ground for many creatures. A place for predators where the incautious can only be prey. Something is going on in this tiny village near the deadly Crocotta's cliff. Who is the newcomer who enchanted the inhabitants by his arrival? And why some can never get out of this place? Content warnings: attempt suicide, death, racism, slavery, gore...

Humanity has ended themselves, a race filled with greed and hope, gone. Just like that. So, what's better than to let their robotic counterparts pick up where they left? continue the cycle of life that their creators have shown them since the start of artificial intelligence. And Serial Designation N does just that, living the life as your normal, oil drinking, drone in the backlines of the police force. Of course, he'll always butt his way into action. ___ Welcome, many things in this book will surely not be accurate to real life police work, any real life events portrayed will too, either be inspiration or an accident. Take a seat and get your best snacks and drinks, It will be a ride. W: This fanfiction contains mature themes, language, and violence that may upset readers. Q: N harem? Hm.. We'll see.

As a multiethnic kid, Keon Wesley has always had to straddle two worlds. He just never expected that metaphor to become a literal reality. Ever since his dad left five weeks ago, he's struggled to adjust to life in a single parent household. When a schoolyard fight drives the rift between him and his father further apart, he discovers the entrance to a mysterious parallel world beneath his bed. Drawn into an ancient war to rule over both worlds; Keon must learn to navigate a realm where words are weapons, ideas can hurt you and one's thoughts, feelings and beliefs take physical form. When his inner turmoil manifests outwardly, he must literally face his demons in order to find his way home.