THE GARGOYLE'S DISPLEASURE

We've got through the blackest darkness again. When the Queen who cannot be named remains. I'd like to think I helped a little. I th...

Something is living in the shadows of our house. It's formless and everywhere yet nowhere at all, a silent evil power coalescing and exp...

It was a terrible night that night in November, as dark as quill ink in those God-forsaken peatlands of the Barrens.  A furious shrieking bl...

 I never saw the new neighbours move into number 666. They were either invisible or did it at night. A true nocturnal flit. In fact neither ...

Jack Bosco was old and proud, a veteran of a  World War, he wore his Navy medals in the house with pride and they dangled above his heart li...

It is the 32nd Century. We robots idle on AI lawns but some still work in a futile pastiche of what came before. The tiresome creak of tread...

When I was three I was locked in the outhouse. No-one knew I was there. I was locked in for a week. My family had gone on holiday and they t...

I collected you from pawn and charity shops and kept you in tea chests in the front room till I was ready. We'd known, Marfa and me, eve...

Fueled by hatred, the green Wolds buckled where the nuke-heads hit, dry-stone walls exploding like buboes. It was a picture postcard June wh...

Leeds was like an emerald city that Christmas. It was nearly the end of the Year 2000 and we'd all survived. The Millennium. No earthqua...

The night was black as traitors' ink when Knight Baldrian staggered forth from the tavern door. The son of the local Earl, he'd drun...