Category: Goat Leader
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Negative Space – from Dark Peninsula Press
Welcome to the world of survival horror… A nurse wakes up in a hospital basement surrounded by the bodies of her coworkers and finds herself waging a desperate battle for survival against an unseen enemy. An introverted artist’s hermitage upon a private space station is interrupted by a multi-limbed alien intent on absorbing him. A…
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Gone to the Dogs – by Mark Towse – Book Review
A Northern Town in England. It smells, prospects are grim, and the sun never shines. Each day blends into the next, and residents have settled into a resentful acceptance, assuming things cannot get any worse. So when the sky starts raining blood and a sinkhole appears in the middle of the main road, spitting out…
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Hunting by the River – by Daniel Carpenter
It feels like this whole place is infected, like someone buried something here and its roots were rotten and dead, and it’s coming up, and it’s growing. Soon enough it’ll sprout, and then we’ll be breathing it in. A builder unearths a hand, buried on a building site; a woman with a unique way of…
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Vanity Kills – by Erica Summers
Haunted by his tragic past, Jack LeBlanc, a scarred introvert living in the bayous of southern Louisiana, signs up for a clinical trial to test the miraculous new tissue-regeneration drug, Obsidian. It isn’t long until Jack and the other lab rats discover that the medication is not what was promised. They’re about to find out the…
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The Women in the Woods – by S.Q. McGrath
When Minn Bellamy and her teenaged son decide to spend their spring hiking the Blue Ridge Mountains, the last thing they expect is to stumble across a town so isolated it seems as if the supernatural has taken them back in time. Warm welcomes quickly turn ominous as mysterious circumstances force them to stay and…
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Colours – by C.S. Jones – Book Review
There is an urban legend in Wrexham which tells of something not quite human. Forever on the peripheries of society, he stalks the night, living amongst the shadows and feeding on the scraps. His sallow complexion and reddened grin led to the sinister moniker Colours the Clown. Stories forged around the campfires and graveyards of…
