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I walk through the door of my cabin to see Kyra is already there, waiting for me anxiously, some soft music playing on my ancient stereo. We begin slowly dancing, her long white gown blowing in the breeze coming through the windows. Suddenly, she disappears like a ghost - imagine that - and I look out to see two young boys lurking around outside, peeking at my windows, hoping to get a look at the crazy guy who lives there - the guy who plays with dead kids and dances with ghosts.

Luther Biggs was an amazing young man. But he was also birthed from tainted blood; Luther Biggs, Sr., a tall, powerfully built man with arms like 10-pound hams and the strength of an ox, was also prone to long alcoholic binges as well as bouts of extreme physical violence. Can Luther Jr. ever escape his past, get rid of his own inner demons, and live a happy life? Only time will tell, because the ghost of his dead father now seems to be haunting the local woods nearby, and his son may be the only one who can end his reign of terror before it's too late. 

I believe, at times, a lot of people don't realize just how much pets can improve their lives. Pets make us laugh, make us feel better when we are sick or depressed. They make sure you are never lonely. They can even lower your stress levels, resulting in a lower risk of strokes, heart attacks, and other health problems. Having pets in the house also teaches your kids about responsibility, and gives them a forever friend that makes them feel safe and secure while their parents are at work.

Come join me on our journey together, with tales of hope, inspiration, and redemption - and our long dark journey back into the light of God.... 

Leo was a video game fanatic, who quickly tired of his Xbox, and wanted a real challenge. Scouring the dark web for a game worthy of his talent, he finally found one - but what he didn't realize was, he'd found a game - and an opponent - that originated in Hell...

The following story is my take on the old Invasion of the Body Snatchers tale. Although changes have been made to the plot, hopefully it will do the original story justice.

Leo had planned to spend this Halloween with his daughter, Julie. But then the hand of fate stepped in, turning his life into a real-life nightmare.

Infamous Wisconsin murderer and cannibal Ed Gein reflects back on his days as a nocturnal grave robber and his odd habit of taking pictures of his victim's graves, which he believed enabled him to speak with the dead.

A centuries old vampire reflects back on his past - and looks forward to the future - with a sense of dread, knowing that no matter how much he tries to find true love, his soul mate, it will always end up the same: his blood lust will always prevail over love, the curse of being one of the undead... 

We need to fight for our rights as American citizens now more than ever, against outside invaders, the Democratic party, and incorporate God and Jesus Christ back into our society post-haste - before all of the money hungry power mongers destroy our country as we know it - from the inside. And please, don't forget to pray for our president. He needs our support more than ever right now - and we need him, too.

I have always been a big fan of The Walking Dead, and I always wondered exactly what it was that caused the "zombie virus". The following story is based on my own version of what may have caused the virus, as well as what may have been a possible "cure" for the virus, if only temporary. There are many dark secrets in this post apocalyptic world I have created, and one of the darkest secrets of all was right under our protagonist's nose the whole time.

A crossover between the new wave vampire mythos and nasty aliens from another galaxy, this story features both of them, converging in the wrong place at the wrong time.

I have recently conducted a lot of research into why anyone would enjoy hurting animals, and the act itself has a specific term: zoo-sadism. The term stands for the act of deriving enjoyment from hurting animals, and below is a list of what these sick creeps enjoy doing: Neglecting them. Hoarding them. Shooting them. Beating them. Stabbing them. Mutilating them. Throwing them. Stomping on them. Burning them. Running over them with a car. Forcing them to act as “bait” animals for other animals to attack. It's time we fought back - and give these animals a voice again.

I know what a true travesty of justice is - from personal experience. In March of 2003, while still struggling with an alcohol addiction, I was arrested for a DUI - and my life was turned completely upside down for the next two and half years. You'd have thought I'd committed murder. Before I continue, please allow me to let the listener of this story know that yes, I fully understand the possible consequences of operating a motor vehicle while intoxicated. But in my case, nobody was hurt. Except me, that is.

Like the previous volumes, I'm sure there will be something in here for everybody. Whether it be a pleasant memory from your childhood or a sad memory that taught you a valuable lesson, or something funny to brighten up your gloomy day; I am pretty confident you will find it here. And as always, I had a real blast sitting back and creating some memories for you.

Whether it is sex, religion, politics, gay rights, BLM, COVID-19, or anything else you might find to be "uncomfortable" subjects to be discussing in social media, I pull no punches. If you are the type of person who enjoys and appreciates hearing the truth about important subject matters, then listen to this audiobook.

The neck is one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body. It can be slashed, twisted, snapped, or held in a vise until the owner either passes out or asphyxiates. Darren Deon Vann learned a lot about anatomy while surfing the internet. He wasn’t all that smart, but he wasn’t the dullest quill on the porcupine, either.

As one nation - under God - we can defeat this and bounce back. But only if we keep the faith and never, ever, allow anyone or anything to make us lose sight on what's important again: our freedoms of human contact. A hug or warm embrace. A tender kiss. The touch of a hand. A shoulder to cry on. Hearing our loved one's voices again - in person. Social gatherings instead of social media. Gathering in our places of worship to thank the one and only almighty God in Heaven for what we have because of his love and grace for us no matter how bad our sins may have been in our past.

I think almost everyone has had a first true love or a bad case of puppy love - or a case of “infatuation” as my mother would have called it - but regardless of the extent of these feelings, it still leaves you pretty messed up for a while. I have had several “infatuations” in my day, one of them being a beautiful young woman named Terri, whom I still think about from time to time. As a matter of fact, more often than not, I think about her at least 30 seconds of each day. 

I have assembled a vast collection of my favorite stories from my Growing Up in Vincennes series of books, volumes one through five, for this audiobook, dedicated to my mother, who always encouraged me to become a writer.