Release Blitz - A Halloween Anthology by Nine Authors!

Torture: A Halloween Anthology by Nine Authors is a Dark Halloween Multi Genre and it's Available Now and free on Kindle Unlimited so what are you waiting for go get your copy today! Be sure to join the Release Party and Keep reading for an excerpt!

Title: Torture: A Halloween Anthology

Authors: AJ Blackburn, Anna Edwards, Claire Marta, Crystal North, Emma Luna, Laura Morgan, Paula Action, Samantha Lewis, T J Podger

Genre: Dark Halloween Multi Genre

Release: October 1, 2020

Welcome to the world of ‘Torture’

Inside all of us there is a dark side. In most it’s hidden away never to be seen but sometimes it surfaces and chaos reins supreme.

Nine authors with British backgrounds come together to bring you tales of heinous proportions.

Demons, humans, witches and all things which go bump in the night will be contained in these pages.

Impalement, dunking, rat torture, sleep deprivation and so much more will be displayed.

Enter if you dare, but beware, there's no going back and you might not survive.

Excerpt from Hell's Table - Torture Halloween Anthology by AJ Blackburn.

💀 𝕻𝖗𝖔𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖚𝖊 💀

My raven calls overhead, anxious for me, yet thirsty all the same. She is no ordinary raven, but in time you will find out how she came to be.

My body tingles as I wait in the shadows for the man who calls himself human; though humans are the cruellest among us. I’m exhilarated as always by the power of death at my fingertips and the malevolent, sadistic thoughts of his painful demise throbbing and pulsing in my mind.

For this man knows I’m coming for him. He has looked over his shoulder at every turn. I’ve tormented and tortured his mind for years, now I’m bored of this game and he'll finally pay for what he did.

He doesn't know that on this night of All Hallows Eve, I'll finally come for him, and another red rose will be added to my skin.

Maybe in a different life at a different time this could have been an epic love story, but in this lifetime it’s more a twisted messed up journey.

Whether in the end you could call it love that found me is up to you, but really that word holds no value to me now. The humans who spout about love never really know the true meaning.

Those who had claimed to love me in what feels like a different life, one I was stripped from years ago, never came for me, never came to save me. They left me to rot, to be changed and moulded into the woman I am now, the woman I was born to be.

Some of us must walk through Hell and lay down upon its table, to be pulled apart and be reborn, to make it out the other side. Those who fail to get off Hell’s table will stay and dwindle into the abyss.

I got back up. After my life and soul were tortured, torn, and shredded, I fixed myself in a different way. I pulled together the fragments that remained, the few remnants of who I was before I'd laid down, and the gaping holes that were left, filled in with darkness.

Hearing voices leave the club I’m hiding behind, I pull my attention back from the walk down memory lane. I look up towards my raven as she lets out a loud tok tok indicating it’s the man I’ve been waiting for.

Excitement buzzes in my bones as I take a stealthy step closer, ready to lure him into the dark. Waving my hand over my face causes my half skull mask to slide into place as I take another step closer.

A powerful presence behind me stops me in my tracks, a honed hard body presses flush against my back as his hot breath tickles my earlobe, and heat mixes with the excitement of the kill.

“Hello, my little witch...”

©AJ Blackburn 2020