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Current Release

I’m pleased to announce that Dark Carnival is now on sale at several online bookstores. Links are provided on my "Books" page. Below you will find a tiny excerpt and synopsis. I hope it will give you enough of a taste to want more–an appetizer into the worlds of horror I create.


    "Such worthless creatures,"Lilith said, letting the curtain drop from her grasp. "Not worth my attention really. You on the other hand, you will fit my needs very well indeed.”

  Snake turned and ran, the light following each move. He found the tent wall. His hand grabbed at the canvas, searching for the entrance. He found none. Snake tried to pull up on the heavy cloth, hoping to make his exit underneath, but it seemed bolted to the ground.

     "Why run?" Lilith said, now standing directly behind him. "You wanted to be with me. Now here you are. And here you will stay."

    "We’ll see about that," Snake said, raising his fist. Before he could strike, a loud hiss came from his hand. His snake tattoo moved then rose up off his arm. The snake hissed and wrapped itself around the man’s forearm–squeezing tight with each coil.

       It bit.

     The burning pain flowed up Simon West’s arm. He dropped to one knee. The pain swiftly moved through his body, through his legs and other arm. His hand and wrist began to throb.

       "I can’t move my arms," Snake cried out.

       "What arms?" she said, her voice was cold and sharp.

     His flesh crackled and dried. His arm thinned and withered as if being sucked dry. Snake screamed as his limbs finally crumbled into dust.

       "What ar-r-e you doing to meee?"

    The small town of Arkham awakes to find a traveling carnival outside its borders. Lilith's Carnival seems a simple diversion. Or is it–for those special enough to receive a red ticket? It's good for any show, but of course, it's their choice to use it–it's always their choice.

    Sheriff Jim McNee finds it odd a carnival would appear overnight. The owner, a tall, black haired, beauty, explains that in the darkness they simply took a wrong road and, since she loves playing to small towns, decided to setup. However, the disappearance of several townspeople and the brutal death of one teenaged boy soon cast a dark cloud over the carnival.

    Johnny Solom, a man on the run, convicted for the disappearance and assumed murder of his girlfriend, followed the trail back to Lilith's Carnival, the last place he saw her alive. Johnny doesn't know of the dark evil that awaits him–an evil that could consume him–an evil that knows who he is.

   These men, destined to meet–one man running from the law, the other is the law–both have one thing in common: discovering the secret of the Dark Carnival.

"...a mesmerizing storyline.  ...a magnificent story that is brimming with plot, characters and action. Dark Carnival is a delicious tale of terror and the unnatural. It is a tale filled with evil, innocence and the supernatural."

–Editorial Review, iUniverse.com

© Keith Ferrario 20142017