Dragon Stone; the Awakening
Wayland, having fallen from the path as a unseen force blinked his inamorata out of existence, wakes in a world where life is no longer quite the same.
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Dragon Stone; Originalis
When the sun sets before nightfall and mist flows like blood, it’s too late to run.
Elisabeth Awakens
Returning from their vacation, the Brothers Carmichael waste no time revisiting the sinister Marsh Bank House. A Victorian manse with secrets inside that are starting to wake up…
The Dead Men of Dunharrow
Having escaped the crypt where the Templars fell, the Brothers Carmichael turn to a vacation in Wales. Visiting a castle ruins to relax and take in some history. What can go wrong?
The Monks of War
The morning after the night before and the paranormal brothers find a visit to another point on the pentagram rather more than mere observation.
The Marsh Awakens
After the bricked up revenant of a child bites Elisabeth on the hand, her world starts changing. Something in The Marshes is stirring.
Witchcraft and Conspiracy
Author; G. Jefferies In a pub in Compton, the paranormal brothers are trying to makes sense of their recent investigations. Rumour and hauntings begin to find a common purpose. Trouble is they are two points short of a pentagram.
Ghost Walk
Author: G. Jefferies As promised, here is part three of the story being serialised on my blog. I say story, but it’s really a sequence of short fiction pieces that found themselves being drawn inexorably together. This one moves away from the house to find the paranormal investigators watching…
An Absent Child Revisted
Author: G. Jefferies An Absent Child Revisited is the sequel to The Room That Swallows People, a piece written some time ago. This version is the full version of An Absent Child that was put up two months ago. I decided to give the fuller tale here with the intention of putting up other pieces of this series if, dear reader, you are interested.
An Absent Child
Author: G. Jefferies She had known something was amiss on the day her husband, Albert, gave a tour of the newly acquired property. Things moved in her peripheral vision but always ceased to exist when she turned to look directly. Then there was the smell; very faint and not always there. A scent that reminded her of lavender and something else that she couldn’t quite put her finger on.