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Book cover for the science fiction short story Neon Ashes by Tabz Jones Prologue Neo-Noir City never slept. It pulsed. From the...

Interview by Ms.X Step inside the dreamy, gothic world of Ivy and Bat, where ancient myths, forgotten forests, and handcrafted magick...

Hello, welcome to my blog. My name is Tabz and I'm a life long artist, I have a bit of a special interest. I love art history. If you'll...

Art has the power to inspire, evoke emotions, and transform spaces. When it comes to finding the perfect piece for your home, it's...

NSFW 18+ An Unexpected Challenge A fantasy forms in my mind of another place and another time. A silken tent sighs in the breeze. A...

Art serves as a powerful medium for exploring the deeper meanings of our existence. Among the many genres, gothic and fantasy art stand...

Stories have always been an integral part of human culture, weaving into various forms of expression, from oral traditions to visual...

Creating art is always a deeply personal journey. When fiction inspires that art, it takes on a new dimension.

The shirt he was holding slipped to the floor as his thoughts turned inward to that day. The little café in Rio with the red exterior was...

"Tanith Caroline Buchanan! Pay attention." Tannie's aunt was beyond herself, again. Would the child ever get her head out of the clouds? ...

The clouds had begun to roll in with the promise of an evening thunderstorm by the time the men returned to the house.

Kathryn St. John threw the silver blade as hard as she could against the obsidian armor of the nearest daemon ...

"Captain Sloan, let's cut to the chase, shall we. I've watched the video of your interrogation of your mother. To be honest, your...

The imagery is so stark. The father , an old knight so set in his ways, is unable to bend to his daughter's wishes.

The sun streamed through the slats of the faded gray miniblinds creating rays of dust glittered light.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Would it be rude to laugh in her face? So much sweetheart, so much.

She was right in one way. My need to see her and the rest of the coven destroyed is what led me to join the BHL in the first place. But...

The California summer sun was high overhead and beating against the the metal roof of the RV making waves of heat shimmer the air as they...

Preface This short story was submitted for an anthology titled, Midian Unmade: Tales of Clive Barker's Nightbreed that was published in...

In a world of witches, demons, angels, and other supernatural beings, Tannie just wanted to go back to being oblivious of ALL of it.