E. H. James is an author writing novels and short stories in the science fiction, horror, thriller, paranormal and fantasy genres.
Fifty years to the day Max Jensen walked into the Starke house, Jesse Miller is throwing a party.
Jesse wants to go down in high school history as the kid to remember. Only problem is, he may just get his wish. If he thought throwing a party in the long abandoned house of a serial killer would do it, then he would be right. But what happens that night at the old Starke house isn’t something you want to remember…not if you ever want to sleep again. Performing a mock ceremony to raise Starke from the dead proves to be a mistake of monumental proportion. And by the time Jesse realizes he is in over his head, he must now worry about keeping that same head on his shoulders.
What would you do if the only way out was to go Beyond the Red Door…into the very mouth of hell?
Liz wished she could go back and do it all again.
After all, it was Liz’s fault her mom was dead…or so she believed. Had Liz not delayed her, her mom never would have been killed by that car. And as the twentieth anniversary of her mother’s death came around, Liz could not help but wish it had been her instead. That is, until a gentlemen sits next to her on the park bench. He tells her his story, and she feels strangely compelled to tell him hers, but when he leaves her his pocket watch as a gift, she cannot believe what is happening. Only this isn’t just any watch, as she soon discovers, and she is pulled back in time.
Are events coincidental, even random? Or is there a perfectly timed symmetry yet to be lived? The possessor of the Orah is the only one to know.
Being in the wrong place at the wrong time can be murder.
The Lamp - Don't play games in the dead of night where shadows dwell.
The Late Shift - By the time you finish reading this, it's already too late.
The Hitch - Don't go looking for it...you might not like what you find. The Furnace - Once you open that door there's no going back. In the Realms of Darkness...no one is safe.
*** Warning! This collections contains gory violence. ***
Max is your typical 16-year-old trying to navigate his way through yet another high school, in 1962. Unable to avoid the bullies that love to torment everyone in their sight, Max plays along. But when they demand he go into the abandoned Starke house at midnight, on the anniversary of the serial killer's execution, Max is not overly anxious to comply. For it is said Starke reappears at the scene of the crime, back to where he buried all those boys in his basement. Given the task of returning with a chip of blood from the basement door, Max heads into the house, determined to make fools out of every one of them. For only a fool would believe in such nonsense...right?
Warning: This work contains a few disturbing scenes. Parental Guidance Suggested.
Jeremy Brogan thought being a night watchman at a hospital would be easy, wandering long, dark, empty halls late at night. It might even get kind of boring after a while…except Jeremy is working at St. Michael’s, the most haunted hospital in the country.
It’s a good thing Jeremy doesn’t believe in ghosts. Everything he sees and hears must have some kind of an explanation, right?
That he had to patrol the fifth floor was bad enough, but never in his wildest dreams did Jeremy think he would wind up in the basement. Now all he wants is out…only the hospital and its inhabitants may have other plans.
If Amy thought this day on the psych ward would be just like any other she would be wrong.
For although everything seemed normal, well as normal as a place like that could be, there was something that was not quite right. That she couldn't put her finger on it only made it all the more perplexing.
Don't go asking questions you don't want to know the answer to, especially when you're on a psych ward, and even you begin to question your sanity.
He was a salesman, traveling lonesome roads, eating in out-of-the-way places. A stranded traveler, standing on the roadside, was nothing new to him. But the quiet young woman in the wet dress needed help he could not give.