First Contact Horror

The first of its kind - FOMO is a tale set amid a craft beer backdrop that conjures memories of shows like The Twilight Zone, The Outer Limits, and Tales from the Crypt. Craft beer aficionado Greg Smith spends most of his time attending rare releases chasing down bottles that he'll likely never open. A chance encounter with a man who looks exactly like him at an anniversary release sends Greg spiraling. Does this doppelganger have anything to do with the strange tasting he had attended at the naval base? An event no one else seems to have heard of?

Winter was worse than I could have ever imagined. I lost my home and my friends and everything I ever knew. Good thing Timmy Carter’s still around. At least for now. But spring comes with its own set of horrors, including crypto-monsters, melonhead kids, mad scientists, and at long last, the return of the Hive. I’m going to need a lot of allies if I’m going to make it through alive.

"Don’t be a fool! There’s no such thing as aliens, Roxy," Branden said in a tight, strangled voice. "Let’s get Frank out of this damn water." He wrapped his arms around Frank who was now moaning and wailing like a baby. They all surrounded Frank. Gathering their strength, they heaved him up, and as they began to make their way towards shore. They all heard another thunder-like ricochet. But this time, it was multiple ones, and they were undoubtedly fired at them.

Alien vampires, bloodthirsty brats, annoying relatives, a small-town sheriff harboring big secrets, and a 300-pound football player with a severe case of constipation are among the tales in this repulsive - and quite disturbing - collection of Halloween stories.

An unnamed narrator pieces together the story of an area known by the locals as the "blasted heath" in the wild hills west of Arkham, Massachusetts. The narrator discovers that many years ago, a meteorite crashed there, poisoning every living being nearby. Vegetation grows large but foul-tasting, animals are driven mad and deformed into grotesque shapes, and the people go insane or die, one by one.

One room. Six People. No way out. And every 13 minutes one of them dies - horribly. Do the math; in 78 minutes they will all be dead - unless they can figure out what their nameless, faceless, and creepily mysterious captor wants from them. One woman holds the key to their survival or deaths. But, only if she faces her own bloody past and the earth-shattering truth of why they are all trapped together. Her final choice to own the truth can bring freedom or oblivion - 13 little minutes will tell the tale - for all of humanity.

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.

Ravensbrooke Hall lies empty. It has been looking more derelict with every passing year...since being abandoned; gathering layers of dust, ivy, and cobwebs, while the owner, Sir Sébastien de Ravensbrooke, travels alone abroad...or so it is believed. Sir Sébastien is known as a mountaineer, chess master, artist, yogi, social provocateur, occultist, drug addict, and libertine. The locals accused him of being a "black magician", but this is inaccurate...for in truth, what he actually is, would defy description, belief, and comprehension.

An astronaut lands on the dark side of the moon to discover he is not the only life-form.

DeDe Rose's popular series, Scary Shorts, continues in Book three with two paranormal stories about alien encounters, along with her notes that describe the real stories behind the tales. We Are They delves into the dreaded alien interactions that occur when the alien Grays show up to terrorize a couple by standing at the bottom of the bed ... and just staring. Why are they there? What do they want? This is one of the most frequent stories that real experiencers discuss.

Modeled after Robert E. Howard's The Servants of Bit-Yakin and H. P. Lovecraft's At the Mountain of Madness, this is the origin story for a new type of hero: a warrior spaceman imbued with dark powers who searches for his lost masters in hopes of making them stop the needless suffering of mortal souls. It opens the door to a re-imagined world of H. P. Lovecraft's monsters, ethics, and the dark mysteries of the universe.

Millions of threads so thin as to be invisible, so vaporous as to be ductile, drift through the classroom, emitting a chill and leaving a sense of unease. Hidden deep in their cloaks, the Blue Lights analyze the odors that cling to the individual cells of every child, from the top of each little head to the bottom of their ticklish feet and every dark secret place in between, from their gathering brains to their blood-soaked spleens. One girl feels dizzy; one boy throws up.