My friend Emerian Rich has a new book out. It’s called Horror Bites and she has this to say about it:
HorrorAddicts.net is proud to present our top 14 contestants in the Next Great Horror Writer Contest. The included stories, scripts, and poems are the result of the hard work and dedication these fine writers put forth to win a book contract. Some learned they loved writing and want to pursue it as a career for the rest of their lives. Some discovered they should change careers either to a different genre of writing or to a new career entirely. Whatever lessons came along the way, they each learned something about themselves and grew as writers. We hope you enjoy the writing as much as we did.
HorrorAddicts.net continues our Horror Bites series with a bundle of new fiction by our Next Great Horror Writer Contestants.
Featuring work by:
- Jonathan Fortin
- Naching T. Kassa
- Daphne Strasert
- Jess Landry
- Harry Husbands
- Sumiko Saulson
- Adele Marie Park
- Feind Gottes
- JC Martínez
- Cat Voleur
- Abi Kirk-Thomas
- Timothy G. Huguenin
- Riley Pierce
- Quentin Norris
With introduction by Emerian Rich.
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A sneak peek inside…
A VAMPIRE AND A ZOMBIE
by Abi Kirk-Thomas
Submitted for the Poetry challenge, Episode #141
I shall tell you a tale of a romance most deluded,
Between a zombie and a vampire and nothing else included,
They once came together during the end of the world,
The vampire was a man and we think the zombie was a girl,
He tried to attack her, but all she did was groan,
He bit her rotten skin, all she did was moan,
He pulled back and frowned, looked at her dry-bloodied face,
Flicking the maggots off, she was the last of the human race,
She had no toes and half of a head,
She was the only body to keep him warm in his bed,
And although she craved no blood, nor food, or sleep,
He made up his mind, for her he would keep,
They went for long walks. Rotting corpses did they pass,
They played with dead dogs, birds, cats it was a blast!
Then every evening, they sat and stared,
At the crumbling city around them, which they could never compare,
During the day he did nothing but rest,
She watched over his body, she loved this the best,
Throughout the night they would stare in each other’s eyes,
And when she lay in his arms, they would watch the star-speckled skies.
On his three-hundredth birthday, she gave him a flower,
He asked her where she found it, and she showed him a tower,
And there within its dank and moldy beams,
Were a small carpet of forget-me-nots, he’d seen on old movie screens,
He told her that flower was part of his past.
“I will not forget you and our love even till the last,”
She wished she could tell him, how much of him she did adore
He kissed her soft lips and she prayed she could have more.
He knew the life of a zombie was dire,
They had no purpose like he had as a vampire,
He was to kill all humans and to suck them all dry,
But now it was the two of them, there was no one else to die…To read more, click here.
Author: Abi Kirk-Thomas: I’m Abi and I live in the UK and I studied as a theoretical archaeologist in Wales. I live with my husband and my 2-year old chocolate Lab called Adam. I’m currently studying massage therapy. I love reading horror and I dabble from time to time in poetry.
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Thank you Loren!
My pleasure! Good luck with the book.