"Take one part Lord Dunsany, two parts H.P. Lovecraft, some Steven King extract, a quarter-cup of Thomas Pynchon, and mix well. Mitchell Wylie’s work attacks the page with a kind of pointillist precision, nailing down a unique vision of fantasy psycho-horror.” — Scott Fitzgerald Gray, author of A PRAYER FOR DEAD KINGS AND OTHER TALES* * *The other nursing lass stares up at the main parts of this new herald of the now encompassing abyss — the just as hideously or more so sla...

They say that love can overcome all odds.But can it conquer nature?A huntress caught between two worlds.Instinct.Desire.Warring passions.Which can you trust?A fairy tale short.***Bonus Content***FROZEN: PrologueThree women.Two kids.One love.A fairy tale 240 years in the making.'The Snow Queen' like you've never seen before...Overall Kindle Content: ~ 15pp.

A mysterious warrior woman approaches Northwest Smith, with a tantalizing proposition, "Come with me to the green hills of earth in the distant past of 1500."

This volume contains eleven poems. The subject matter generally lies in the realm of love found, love lost or some other aspect of love.

This journey through many lives, seemingly unconnected is more powerful than any army could dream of being. Solitary face after solitary face in life weave an intertwined whole. Our past informs our future while those alive in the present remain ignorant of sacrifice. He gave his soul so everyone would have a life and an afterlife. The wizard gave himself, peace now reigns where demons once tread.

The trial and execution of the sorcerer went well. Santil was given the seemingly easy task of getting rid of the corpse but after a bad start things just got worse and worse.

Collection of narrative and lyrical verses of Love, Loss, Friendship and Regret, spanning from late 2006 to mid 2010.

Black-hearted eternity is kept alive through thorough kisses of dark, dark deeds and the dead things that let them live.When I was born, infant, new and innocent, I knew this but with time and growth and lost love I couldn't remember. Specifics simply fade, comfortable and enshrined sidelong significance and faith. Not until I died and was born anew, bloody and symbolically baby again did I swallow down the red truth. A deformity of forever, the catch.Birth in death is a re...

Your walk into the park brings you to the throne of Mother Earth. But was it a dream or is it a memory?

A collection of poems by the young poet Elliott Troop, touching on various themes from love and youthful innocence to the rampant development of a materialistic culture.

She is walking upon the moss green, fingers tracing the bright stone of curving walls when the air splits and splinters, and the Golden Prince is there. She knows him as she knows them all in the instant of seeing. Remembering suddenly the past and present as it unfolds. Remembering the aura of his shimmering robes, the bright eyes of grey, the flowing hair like the light of last sunset, his hand reaching for hers."Thou wilt never abandon me, Pale Princess," he says. "Thou wilt fig...

The ghost legion reaches the first city in the north and finds it ruled by Violator, a wizard of the forgotten tower,the weak king serving as her proxy. Using stealth, trickery and sheer martial skill the brothers of the ghost legion must try to remove this ancient evil from across the north. An outfit with no morals, fighting for the highest bidder now has to come face to face with itself.