I was out again. This time, it was many things. A new obsession had come to me, a girl who seemed higher and brighter than possible. She was beautiful and powerful, tragic and complicated, and I was ill prepared for her level of manipulation and intrigue. She was teaching me things I never imagined I… Continue reading The Hanged Man
Month: June 2017
The Friday 13 with D.G. Valdron
D.G. Valdron is a shy and reclusive Canadian writer, rumored to live in Winnipeg, Manitoba. He loves exploring interesting and obscure corners of pop culture. The Mermaid’s Tale is his first published novel, released in August, 2016, by Five Rivers Publishing. Since then he has released two books through Fossil Cove Publishing The Greatest Unauthorized… Continue reading The Friday 13 with D.G. Valdron
Pain
“So what do we know?” I asked Job and Regina. We were at an Chinese restaurant. We were full and smoking. “Shadow, Guardian, Shush,” I said. “Servant, Teth, and Assassin,” Regina added, “and that one who came out last night that we couldn’t get anything out of, do you remember that?” “I do,” Job said.… Continue reading Pain
Perilisc Starter Set Giveaway
My first year as an indie author has given me a lot to celebrate. I released three dark fantasy novels and a collection of short stories. I’ve connected with talented authors and voracious readers I otherwise would never have known. “Jesse Teller is a new voice in Grimdark fantasy, and if you like your books… Continue reading Perilisc Starter Set Giveaway
The Friday 13 with Damien Black
Damien Black is from London. He has worked as a journalist and musician for more than 15 years. Devil’s Night Dawning is his first novel. Why storytelling? What made you yearn to tell a good story, and how long was this story within you before it came out? The Broken Stone Series took shape in… Continue reading The Friday 13 with Damien Black
The Last Wolf
“Tell me another one,” she asked. It was a mistake to bring this girl here. Leviathan had begged me bring more people to her, tell more stories. She ached to hear them. I don’t know if it was my voice, or the hard beating of my heart, that offered a reprieve to her loneliness, but… Continue reading The Last Wolf