Twisted Horror Stories by Matthew Tonks

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  • Reflections Caught In My Failed Lies

    Reflections Caught In My Failed Lies

    Downward we climb,

    towards the gates of beyond,

    letting the fevered dreams lead us into damnation,

    for we are not one,

    but we are not many,

    we are the lost,

    our victims the found,

    we are the guilty,

    we are the killers,

    our hope for tomorrow,

    is broken by yesterday,

    for where we go,

    forgiveness is not a sin,

    and your blood I spilt,

    and your flesh I wear,

    show me the way,

    for today,

    may still be mine.

     

    —

    OCTOBER IS A FUN TIME OF YEAR!

    If you haven’t been keeping up to speed with what we’re doing over here at Twisted Road, I’ll give you a quick look at what we’ve brought forward so far, and, what we plan on bringing you before the end of the month.

    I’m also taking part in a Hallo-WE-en journey on author Melanie Noell Bernard’s blog, which is raging with some awesome Ideas.

    Follow the link below and immerse yourself in the monsters of myth and blood. My piece is going up on the 25th, but, seriously, drop over and have a look if you can!

    MNBERNARD BOOKS

    AVAILABLE NOW

    POEMS FOR THE JILTED LOVER

    It’s time for those of broken heart to rise and claim what is theirs, to strive and purge the beast from within, or from out there. Join us as we’re once again stuck between two shards of glass with 44 deranged poems of love pushed over the edge, and onto, the twisted roads of madness…

    Available to buy in ebook or paperback format from Amazon HERE, (please make sure your geographical location is set to your country so you can purchase a copy.)

    If you are a Kindle Unlimited member, you can download the ebook for FREE!

    TWISTED ROADS – AN ANTHOLOGY OF TWISTED TALES – VOLUME 1

    The world is but a twisted globe, spinning round and round, allowing light to breathe life onto its weary bones. But, where there’s light, there’s always darkness, and hiding in the shadows are things our imagination cannot even begin to understand. So buckle up and venture forward on a journey through thirty-one short stories, stories bathed in blood, stories dipped in darkness, stories that will take you through the veil of sanity and onto the twisted roads of madness.

    Available to buy in ebook or paperback format from Amazon HERE, (please make sure your geographical location is set to your country so you can purchase a copy) as well as all other ebook suppliers.

    This book is FREE to all mailing list subscribers.

    To subscribe, press HERE!

    TWISTED ROADS – AN ANTHOLOGY OF TWISTED TALES – VOLUME 2

    It’s time to venture back into the darkness with another thirty-one demented tales of the wickedness that infects us all, a muddy collection of stories intertwined by a sickness that knows no end, and gives no reprieve.
    So buckle up and prepare for another ride as we once again drive headlong down the ever twisting roads of madness, where your trust is never to be given away lightly, as no one along these roads are who, or what they seem.

    Available to buy in ebook or paperback format from Amazon HERE, (please make sure your geographical location is set to your country so you can purchase a copy) as well as all other ebook suppliers.

    This book is FREE to all mailing list subscribers.

    To subscribe, press HERE!

    POEMS FOR THOSE ABOUT TO DIE

    Delve through the darkness, as we bring you 44 poems carved in the skin of its host, on a journey towards self discovery, where the monster is not an unknown beast haunting the shadows, but hiding deep within who we are. Come, join us in death, so the truth will let us see, who we really are…

    Available to buy in ebook or paperback format from Amazon HERE, (please make sure your geographical location is set to your country so you can purchase a copy.)

    If you are a Kindle Unlimited member, you can download the ebook for FREE!

    Now, that covers what we’ve done, but, that isn’t where we are stopping, another 2 poem collections will be out before the end of the month, another volume of the anthology series, a Halloween special, with 31 all new, never before seen short stories, and, the jewel in the crown, The Definitive Edition of The Roundhead, filled with more bonus stuff than you could every imagine, including the original short story that new saw the light of day, the complete blog version of the story, a bonus short story that was inspired by The Roundhead, and of course, not forgetting, the NOVELLA version of THE ROUNDHEAD.

    If you need dates and information, please jump over to the upcoming release page and it’ll give you all you need to know!!

    Stay creepy my fiends,

    Matt

  • A Mirror For Us All

    A Mirror For Us All

    Feathered wings of the dove,

    sends thoughts involving love,

    to your heart and your mind,

    for this is how we are defined,

    a controlling gesture memorised by all,

    as bitter as the devils fall,

    for we are his sheep,

    his fingers three deep,

    thoughts not of our own,

    it’s bitter seed sown,

    we are the children of the dying earth,

    cursed in an endless circle of rebirth,

    tormented to be,

    but never to be free..

    —

    OCTOBER IS A FUN TIME OF YEAR!

    If you haven’t been keeping up to speed with what we’re doing over here at Twisted Road, I’ll give you a quick look at what we’ve brought forward so far, and, what we plan on bringing you before the end of the month.

    AVAILABLE NOW

    POEMS FOR THE JILTED LOVER

    It’s time for those of broken heart to rise and claim what is theirs, to strive and purge the beast from within, or from out there. Join us as we’re once again stuck between two shards of glass with 44 deranged poems of love pushed over the edge, and onto, the twisted roads of madness…

    Available to buy in ebook or paperback format from Amazon HERE, (please make sure your geographical location is set to your country so you can purchase a copy.)

    If you are a Kindle Unlimited member, you can download the ebook for FREE!

    TWISTED ROADS – AN ANTHOLOGY OF TWISTED TALES – VOLUME 1

    The world is but a twisted globe, spinning round and round, allowing light to breathe life onto its weary bones. But, where there’s light, there’s always darkness, and hiding in the shadows are things our imagination cannot even begin to understand. So buckle up and venture forward on a journey through thirty-one short stories, stories bathed in blood, stories dipped in darkness, stories that will take you through the veil of sanity and onto the twisted roads of madness.

    Available to buy in ebook or paperback format from Amazon HERE, (please make sure your geographical location is set to your country so you can purchase a copy) as well as all other ebook suppliers.

    This book is FREE to all mailing list subscribers.

    To subscribe, press HERE!

    TWISTED ROADS – AN ANTHOLOGY OF TWISTED TALES – VOLUME 2

    It’s time to venture back into the darkness with another thirty-one demented tales of the wickedness that infects us all, a muddy collection of stories intertwined by a sickness that knows no end, and gives no reprieve.
    So buckle up and prepare for another ride as we once again drive headlong down the ever twisting roads of madness, where your trust is never to be given away lightly, as no one along these roads are who, or what they seem.

    Available to buy in ebook or paperback format from Amazon HERE, (please make sure your geographical location is set to your country so you can purchase a copy) as well as all other ebook suppliers.

    This book is FREE to all mailing list subscribers.

    To subscribe, press HERE!

    POEMS FOR THOSE ABOUT TO DIE

    Delve through the darkness, as we bring you 44 poems carved in the skin of its host, on a journey towards self discovery, where the monster is not an unknown beast haunting the shadows, but hiding deep within who we are. Come, join us in death, so the truth will let us see, who we really are…

    Available to buy in ebook or paperback format from Amazon HERE, (please make sure your geographical location is set to your country so you can purchase a copy.)

    If you are a Kindle Unlimited member, you can download the ebook for FREE!

    Now, that covers what we’ve done, but, that isn’t where we are stopping, another 2 poem collections will be out before the end of the month, another volume of the anthology series, a Halloween special, with 31 all new, never before seen short stories, and, the jewel in the crown, The Definitive Edition of The Roundhead, filled with more bonus stuff than you could every imagine, including the original short story that new saw the light of day, the complete blog version of the story, a bonus short story that was inspired by The Roundhead, and of course, not forgetting, the NOVELLA version of THE ROUNDHEAD.

    If you need dates and information, please jump over to the upcoming release page and it’ll give you all you need to know!!

    Stay creepy my fiends,

    Matt

  • A Street With No Name

    A Street With No Name

    I am not a sinner,

    I have no crosses to bare,

    I feel no hatred,

    towards those we do not care,

    I do not seethe in anger,

    for what I cannot repair,

    I do not prey on the weak,

    I do not sit and stare,

    I hide in the darkness,

    I hide behind my hair,

    but when I dare look out,

    I find you there,

    waiting to guide me,

    asking for no fanfare,

    my beautiful shadow,

    where my soul,

    is laid bare.

    —

    OCTOBER IS A FUN TIME OF YEAR!

    If you haven’t been keeping up to speed with what we’re doing over here at Twisted Road, I’ll give you a quick look at what we’ve brought forward so far, and, what we plan on bringing you before the end of the month.

    RELEASED TODAY

    POEMS FOR THE JILTED LOVER

    It’s time for those of broken heart to rise and claim what is theirs, to strive and purge the beast from within, or from out there. Join us as we’re once again stuck between two shards of glass with 44 deranged poems of love pushed over the edge, and onto, the twisted roads of madness…

    Available to buy in ebook or paperback format from Amazon HERE, (please make sure your geographical location is set to your country so you can purchase a copy.)

    If you are a Kindle Unlimited member, you can download the ebook for FREE!

    TWISTED ROADS – AN ANTHOLOGY OF TWISTED TALES – VOLUME 1

    The world is but a twisted globe, spinning round and round, allowing light to breathe life onto its weary bones. But, where there’s light, there’s always darkness, and hiding in the shadows are things our imagination cannot even begin to understand. So buckle up and venture forward on a journey through thirty-one short stories, stories bathed in blood, stories dipped in darkness, stories that will take you through the veil of sanity and onto the twisted roads of madness.

    Available to buy in ebook or paperback format from Amazon HERE, (please make sure your geographical location is set to your country so you can purchase a copy) as well as all other ebook suppliers.

    This book is FREE to all mailing list subscribers.

    To subscribe, press HERE!

    TWISTED ROADS – AN ANTHOLOGY OF TWISTED TALES – VOLUME 2

    It’s time to venture back into the darkness with another thirty-one demented tales of the wickedness that infects us all, a muddy collection of stories intertwined by a sickness that knows no end, and gives no reprieve.
    So buckle up and prepare for another ride as we once again drive headlong down the ever twisting roads of madness, where your trust is never to be given away lightly, as no one along these roads are who, or what they seem.

    Available to buy in ebook or paperback format from Amazon HERE, (please make sure your geographical location is set to your country so you can purchase a copy) as well as all other ebook suppliers.

    This book is FREE to all mailing list subscribers.

    To subscribe, press HERE!

    POEMS FOR THOSE ABOUT TO DIE

    Delve through the darkness, as we bring you 44 poems carved in the skin of its host, on a journey towards self discovery, where the monster is not an unknown beast haunting the shadows, but hiding deep within who we are. Come, join us in death, so the truth will let us see, who we really are…

    Available to buy in ebook or paperback format from Amazon HERE, (please make sure your geographical location is set to your country so you can purchase a copy.)

    If you are a Kindle Unlimited member, you can download the ebook for FREE!

    Now, that covers what we’ve done, but, that isn’t where we are stopping, another 2 poem collections will be out before the end of the month, another volume of the anthology series, a Halloween special, with 31 all new, never before seen short stories, and, the jewel in the crown, The Definitive Edition of The Roundhead, filled with more bonus stuff than you could every imagine, including the original short story that new saw the light of day, the complete blog version of the story, a bonus short story that was inspired by The Roundhead, and of course, not forgetting, the NOVELLA version of THE ROUNDHEAD.

    If you need dates and information, please jump over to the upcoming release page and it’ll give you all you need to know!!

    Stay creepy my fiends,

    Matt

  • My Bitter Friend Full Of Lies

    My Bitter Friend Full Of Lies

    Was this what you saw,

    when you looked into my eyes?

    Was this bitter man,

    the one your love denies?

    I treated you like a queen,

    in ways you’d never been,

    but instead you clipped my wings,

    and send me back to earth tied in strings,

    of deceit,

    betrayal

    and mistrust,

    my heart burnt,

    its flesh a crust.

    So I ask this once,

    and the never again,

    where do I cut you,

    where does my healing begin?

    —

    OCTOBER IS A FUN TIME OF YEAR!

    If you haven’t been keeping up to speed with what we’re doing over here at Twisted Road, I’ll give you a quick look at what we’ve brought forward so far, and, what we plan on bringing you before the end of the month.

    RELEASED TODAY

    POEMS FOR THE JILTED LOVER

    It’s time for those of broken heart to rise and claim what is theirs, to strive and purge the beast from within, or from out there. Join us as we’re once again stuck between two shards of glass with 44 deranged poems of love pushed over the edge, and onto, the twisted roads of madness…

    Available to buy in ebook or paperback format from Amazon HERE, (please make sure your geographical location is set to your country so you can purchase a copy.)

    If you are a Kindle Unlimited member, you can download the ebook for FREE!

    TWISTED ROADS – AN ANTHOLOGY OF TWISTED TALES – VOLUME 1

    The world is but a twisted globe, spinning round and round, allowing light to breathe life onto its weary bones. But, where there’s light, there’s always darkness, and hiding in the shadows are things our imagination cannot even begin to understand. So buckle up and venture forward on a journey through thirty-one short stories, stories bathed in blood, stories dipped in darkness, stories that will take you through the veil of sanity and onto the twisted roads of madness.

    Available to buy in ebook or paperback format from Amazon HERE, (please make sure your geographical location is set to your country so you can purchase a copy) as well as all other ebook suppliers.

    This book is FREE to all mailing list subscribers.

    To subscribe, press HERE!

    TWISTED ROADS – AN ANTHOLOGY OF TWISTED TALES – VOLUME 2

    It’s time to venture back into the darkness with another thirty-one demented tales of the wickedness that infects us all, a muddy collection of stories intertwined by a sickness that knows no end, and gives no reprieve.
    So buckle up and prepare for another ride as we once again drive headlong down the ever twisting roads of madness, where your trust is never to be given away lightly, as no one along these roads are who, or what they seem.

    Available to buy in ebook or paperback format from Amazon HERE, (please make sure your geographical location is set to your country so you can purchase a copy) as well as all other ebook suppliers.

    This book is FREE to all mailing list subscribers.

    To subscribe, press HERE!

    POEMS FOR THOSE ABOUT TO DIE

    Delve through the darkness, as we bring you 44 poems carved in the skin of its host, on a journey towards self discovery, where the monster is not an unknown beast haunting the shadows, but hiding deep within who we are. Come, join us in death, so the truth will let us see, who we really are…

    Available to buy in ebook or paperback format from Amazon HERE, (please make sure your geographical location is set to your country so you can purchase a copy.)

    If you are a Kindle Unlimited member, you can download the ebook for FREE!

    Now, that covers what we’ve done, but, that isn’t where we are stopping, another 2 poem collections will be out before the end of the month, another volume of the anthology series, a Halloween special, with 31 all new, never before seen short stories, and, the jewel in the crown, The Definitive Edition of The Roundhead, filled with more bonus stuff than you could every imagine, including the original short story that new saw the light of day, the complete blog version of the story, a bonus short story that was inspired by The Roundhead, and of course, not forgetting, the NOVELLA version of THE ROUNDHEAD.

    If you need dates and information, please jump over to the upcoming release page and it’ll give you all you need to know!!

    Stay creepy my fiends,

    Matt

  • Am I The Beast In The Darkness?

    Am I The Beast In The Darkness?

    I am not the monster you see,

    for I still feel I am me,

    but the ravages of time,

    have decided their hate for my crime,

    it wasn’t to do with power as they say,

    it was pure like the dawn of a new day,

    I saw my world falling, trying to survive,

    I saw the darkness grow strong, I saw it thrive,

    that’s when its words came into my head,

    it told me of the bitter, bloody road ahead,

    how the sinners win the ashes,

    of what’s left of this world after it crashes,

    then it told me about a choice, I never had,

    it told me to start, with my cunt of a dad,

    from there the blood flowed quickly,

    my trail of destruction grew wickedly,

    and now,

    as I sit upon this mound of flesh,

    I ask,

    was it god,

    or another,

    who gave me this task…

    —

    OCTOBER IS A FUN TIME OF YEAR!

    If you haven’t been keeping up to speed with what we’re doing over here at Twisted Road, I’ll give you a quick look at what we’ve brought forward so far, and, what we plan on bringing you before the end of the month.

    TWISTED ROADS – AN ANTHOLOGY OF TWISTED TALES – VOLUME 1

    The world is but a twisted globe, spinning round and round, allowing light to breathe life onto its weary bones. But, where there’s light, there’s always darkness, and hiding in the shadows are things our imagination cannot even begin to understand. So buckle up and venture forward on a journey through thirty-one short stories, stories bathed in blood, stories dipped in darkness, stories that will take you through the veil of sanity and onto the twisted roads of madness.

    Available to buy in ebook or paperback format from Amazon HERE, (please make sure your geographical location is set to your country so you can purchase a copy) as well as all other ebook suppliers.

    This book is FREE to all mailing list subscribers.

    To subscribe, press HERE!

    TWISTED ROADS – AN ANTHOLOGY OF TWISTED TALES – VOLUME 2

    It’s time to venture back into the darkness with another thirty-one demented tales of the wickedness that infects us all, a muddy collection of stories intertwined by a sickness that knows no end, and gives no reprieve.
    So buckle up and prepare for another ride as we once again drive headlong down the ever twisting roads of madness, where your trust is never to be given away lightly, as no one along these roads are who, or what they seem.

    Available to buy in ebook or paperback format from Amazon HERE, (please make sure your geographical location is set to your country so you can purchase a copy) as well as all other ebook suppliers.

    This book is FREE to all mailing list subscribers.

    To subscribe, press HERE!

    POEMS FOR THOSE ABOUT TO DIE

    Delve through the darkness, as we bring you 44 poems carved in the skin of its host, on a journey towards self discovery, where the monster is not an unknown beast haunting the shadows, but hiding deep within who we are. Come, join us in death, so the truth will let us see, who we really are…

    Available to buy in ebook or paperback format from Amazon HERE, (please make sure your geographical location is set to your country so you can purchase a copy.)

    If you are a Kindle Unlimited member, you can download the ebook for FREE!

    Now, that covers what we’ve done, but, that isn’t where we are stopping, another 3 poem collections will be out before the end of the month, another volume of the anthology series, a Halloween special, with 31 all new, never before seen short stories, and, the jewel in the crown, The Definitive Edition of The Roundhead, filled with more bonus stuff than you could every imagine, including the original short story that new saw the light of day, the complete blog version of the story, a bonus short story that was inspired by The Roundhead, and of course, not forgetting, the NOVELLA version of THE ROUNDHEAD.

    If you need dates and information, please jump over to the upcoming release page and it’ll give you all you need to know!!

    Stay creepy my fiends,

    Matt

  • While I Weep, Humanity Sleeps

    While I Weep, Humanity Sleeps

    I should’ve known the wickedness would spread,

    from house to house, from bed to bed,

    I turned my eyes, as if I were blind,

    for I knew, what dirty deeds I’d find,

    bodied eviscerated left and right,

    bodies torn apart with delight,

    I cower in my shadowy den,

    away from the shaming eyes of them,

    mankind now a tortured child,

    left to fend for itself in the wild,

    and as I weep for my bittersweet kin,

    I realise in me, it did begin..

    —

    OCTOBER IS A FUN TIME OF YEAR!

    If you haven’t been keeping up to speed with what we’re doing over here at Twisted Road, I’ll give you a quick look at what we’ve brought forward so far, and, what we plan on bringing you before the end of the month.

    TWISTED ROADS – AN ANTHOLOGY OF TWISTED TALES – VOLUME 1

    The world is but a twisted globe, spinning round and round, allowing light to breathe life onto its weary bones. But, where there’s light, there’s always darkness, and hiding in the shadows are things our imagination cannot even begin to understand. So buckle up and venture forward on a journey through thirty-one short stories, stories bathed in blood, stories dipped in darkness, stories that will take you through the veil of sanity and onto the twisted roads of madness.

    Available to buy in ebook or paperback format from Amazon HERE, (please make sure your geographical location is set to your country so you can purchase a copy) as well as all other ebook suppliers.

    This book is FREE to all mailing list subscribers.

    To subscribe, press HERE!

    TWISTED ROADS – AN ANTHOLOGY OF TWISTED TALES – VOLUME 2

    It’s time to venture back into the darkness with another thirty-one demented tales of the wickedness that infects us all, a muddy collection of stories intertwined by a sickness that knows no end, and gives no reprieve.
    So buckle up and prepare for another ride as we once again drive headlong down the ever twisting roads of madness, where your trust is never to be given away lightly, as no one along these roads are who, or what they seem.

    Available to buy in ebook or paperback format from Amazon HERE, (please make sure your geographical location is set to your country so you can purchase a copy) as well as all other ebook suppliers.

    This book is FREE to all mailing list subscribers.

    To subscribe, press HERE!

    POEMS FOR THOSE ABOUT TO DIE

    Delve through the darkness, as we bring you 44 poems carved in the skin of its host, on a journey towards self discovery, where the monster is not an unknown beast haunting the shadows, but hiding deep within who we are. Come, join us in death, so the truth will let us see, who we really are…

    Available to buy in ebook or paperback format from Amazon HERE, (please make sure your geographical location is set to your country so you can purchase a copy.)

    If you are a Kindle Unlimited member, you can download the ebook for FREE!

    Now, that covers what we’ve done, but, that isn’t where we are stopping, another 3 poem collections will be out before the end of the month, another volume of the anthology series, a Halloween special, with 31 all new, never before seen short stories, and, the jewel in the crown, The Definitive Edition of The Roundhead, filled with more bonus stuff than you could every imagine, including the original short story that new saw the light of day, the complete blog version of the story, a bonus short story that was inspired by The Roundhead, and of course, not forgetting, the NOVELLA version of THE ROUNDHEAD.

    If you need dates and information, please jump over to the upcoming release page and it’ll give you all you need to know!!

    Stay creepy my fiends,

    Matt

  • Daily Grind – October Is A Fun Time Of Year!

    Daily Grind – October Is A Fun Time Of Year!

    OCTOBER IS A FUN TIME OF YEAR!

    If you haven’t been keeping up to speed with what we’re doing over here at Twisted Road, I’ll give you a quick look at what we’ve brought forward so far, and, what we plan on bringing you before the end of the month.

    TWISTED ROADS – AN ANTHOLOGY OF TWISTED TALES – VOLUME 1

    The world is but a twisted globe, spinning round and round, allowing light to breathe life onto its weary bones. But, where there’s light, there’s always darkness, and hiding in the shadows are things our imagination cannot even begin to understand. So buckle up and venture forward on a journey through thirty-one short stories, stories bathed in blood, stories dipped in darkness, stories that will take you through the veil of sanity and onto the twisted roads of madness.

    Available to buy in ebook or paperback format from Amazon HERE, (please make sure your geographical location is set to your country so you can purchase a copy) as well as all other ebook suppliers.

    This book is FREE to all mailing list subscribers.

    To subscribe, press HERE!

    TWISTED ROADS – AN ANTHOLOGY OF TWISTED TALES – VOLUME 2

    It’s time to venture back into the darkness with another thirty-one demented tales of the wickedness that infects us all, a muddy collection of stories intertwined by a sickness that knows no end, and gives no reprieve.
    So buckle up and prepare for another ride as we once again drive headlong down the ever twisting roads of madness, where your trust is never to be given away lightly, as no one along these roads are who, or what they seem.

    Available to buy in ebook or paperback format from Amazon HERE, (please make sure your geographical location is set to your country so you can purchase a copy) as well as all other ebook suppliers.

    This book is FREE to all mailing list subscribers.

    To subscribe, press HERE!

    POEMS FOR THOSE ABOUT TO DIE

    Delve through the darkness, as we bring you 44 poems carved in the skin of its host, on a journey towards self discovery, where the monster is not an unknown beast haunting the shadows, but hiding deep within who we are. Come, join us in death, so the truth will let us see, who we really are…

    Available to buy in ebook or paperback format from Amazon HERE, (please make sure your geographical location is set to your country so you can purchase a copy.)

    If you are a Kindle Unlimited member, you can download the ebook for FREE!

    Now, that covers what we’ve done, but, that isn’t where we are stopping, another 3 poem collections will be out before the end of the month, another volume of the anthology series, a Halloween special, with 31 all new, never before seen short stories, and, the jewel in the crown, The Definitive Edition of The Roundhead, filled with more bonus stuff than you could every imagine, including the original short story that new saw the light of day, the complete blog version of the story, a bonus short story that was inspired by The Roundhead, and of course, not forgetting, the NOVELLA version of THE ROUNDHEAD.

    If you need dates and information, please jump over to the upcoming release page and it’ll give you all you need to know!!

    Stay creepy my fiends,

    Matt

  • I Have To Tell You A Story

    I Have To Tell You A Story

    Happy almost Friday the 13 my fiends!

    Firstly I want to start off saying it’s been three/four days since my last post. It may seem like nothing to some, but I have, even after my three hundred and sixty-five day challenge finished, attempted to at least post something each day. Now if you’re keeping count there is technically five days since June I’ve missed a day, that’s not counting the current three/four days I’ve just skipped over, there, I said it.

    For four hours I’ve sat here, trying to figure out how I was going to lead into the reason for my absence, four hours of nothing but a constant back and forth conversation with myself, should I just jump straight in, should I work up to it, or, as I have, go in blind and see where it leads me.

    Anyway, before my nervous prattling on bores you enough to stop reading, I’ll get to the story.

    As many of you know, I’m not a writer by trade, I want to be, but life’s circumstances apparently have other ideas for me, as father and husband, I can’t avoid life’s requirements, for my family need me to earn an income, and, although some indie writers can earn a nice living from their writing, but sadly, for me, I seem to write in a genre that doesn’t have a very big audience.

    Once again I’ve lost track of where I’m going, so, I started working as a night cleaner for a family friend, he was looking for an offsider, and wanted to help out because he knew I was out of work. At first my pride got in the way, and I refused the offer, did the whole thanks for the opportunity shit, but I’ve got degrees, certifications and other worthless pieces of paper saying I can do all sorts of shit, but none of them say, I’m a cleaner.

    Eight days ago we received three utility at the same time, totaling a huge chunk of cash we didn’t have, so I called Corey and said if the job was still open I’d take it.

    Four hours late I was cleaning a shitter that wasn’t mine, first time in my middle classed life I’d ever felt lower than I was, but this isn’t a dig at society, or anyone else’s profession, because, every job needs someone to work it, and as someone who was an avid viewer of Mike Rowe’s, Dirty Jobs, I knew these people all had a boat load of skill.

    Anyway, What I can only assume was five days ago, I was on the job, at some fucking shit box office building, seems this was a big ticket for Corey, and he’d only just scored the contract when he knew o was coming on board.

    We’d been cleaning for almost two hours when I found a door none of the keys Corey had given me would open. I called him on the two-way, apparently he preferred these to mobiles as there was no added cost, especially since they rechargeable, he told me to leave it be and get on with the rest of the floor.

    Thirty minutes later, I ended back up at the door, tried all the keys again, which, by the way, still didn’t work.

    That’s when I heard a noise coming from the room, at first it was a faint hum, and then it got louder, to the point, the floor beneath my feet was vibrating. I tried Corey but only received static for my tries, I instinctively pulled out my phone next, but it wouldn’t connect to a service, so I decided to hightail it out of there and find Corey for myself, as I got halfway down the hallway I turned back, the whole level itself was shaking like an earthquake was taking place, and I noticed the fucking door was open.

    My first and only instinct was to run like fuck and get the hell out of there,  but for some reason I instead, ran to the doorway, I think part of me was hoping I could sort out whatever it was that was cause all this shit.

    Now I only stuck my head a little way in the door when the explosion happened, it was like, the brightest mother-fucking light I’d ever seen, and for a few moments I swear, I thought I was going to be blind forever, but then I heard birds singing, and felt the wind on my face.

    That was this afternoon.

    Almost four days passed in a matter of seconds, no one believes me, my wife thinks I’m having an affair, Corey won’t talk to me because he lost the contract of the building, and some guy called Gale Weatherby keeps calling me about a promise he made to his great-grandmother on her death-bed.

    Her name was Francesca De Mones, and apparently, ninety-seven years ago, she fell in love with, and, according to Gale, pregnant to, a man by the name of Matthew Tonks.

    He has a photo he wants to show me.

    I guess you’re wondering why I’m telling you all this, well, besides the need to get all this out, I wanted to let you know I’m going back to the building tonight, and I’m going to find out what’s in that room, one way or another.

    So, if you don’t hear from me, don’t worry too much, I’ll probably turn up some time soon.

     

    Matt

     

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    This October is going to be grand, for there is many a twisted thing taking place along this winding road, so buckle up my insane fiends, I’d hate to see some of you not make it to our final destination!!

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  • Daily Grind – Free Books For A Limited Time!

    Daily Grind – Free Books For A Limited Time!

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    looking to delve into the shadows of worlds you have no idea exist?

    looking for some free books?

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  • The Art Of Yazgar – Daily Doodle 365 !!

    The Art Of Yazgar – Daily Doodle 365 !!

    Congratulations mate! What an amazing journey you’ve been on so far, and how you’ve changed from the man I spoke to a bit over a year ago about where he wanted to go with his craft. I’ve seen your focus redirected, tricks added to your bag, and I can say proudly, it’s been an honour to witness, I’m excited to see what you’re going to do next!!

  • Out With The New, In With The Old….

    Out With The New, In With The Old….

    Yes, it’s true, the site has undergone a step backwards, where it always was meant to go, at some stage of the story that was taking place, but, things area taking turns where it may not be able to continue the way I wanted it to.

    This is partly due to some exciting things we’ll share with you soon, and a few opportunities to participate in all the fun filled activities as they make themselves available.

    Let the twisted roads rise up and greet you, as we take a new corner, on our ride, into the unknown.

    Matt

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  • Marty’s Story – Deadhead – Part One

    Marty’s Story – Deadhead – Part One

    The blade rips into his flesh as he cuts, using the knife like a saw, his bloody, torn flesh falls to the floor below him, and he laughs, staring at his reflection.

    “It was the words that drew us in, it was the night that sealed our sins, the devil smiled from somewhere afar, as our hero burned the dying star, whispered words, vaulted sins, the devils work, forever, begins,” he says, the lights flicker, as energy snaps violently through them, as he continues to look into the mirror, the blood drips from his face into the sink, he grins, his face grotesque, ripped and torn into a mask, in the form of a demented smile, that is now carved in his flesh. With a shaky hand, he raises the bloody knife once more, stretching the skin around his eye with the other hand, then digs the blade in, and screams….

    He feels his mouth go dry, nervously he grabs a glass that sits on the side of his desk, placing the sheet of paper down as he takes a large mouthful of the liquid, he feels the vodka burn his throat as it goes down and he lets out a hiss of satisfaction.

    “I’ve read a lot….” He stops in his tracks as he takes a quick, sharp breath in, as he attempts to quell the burn from the vodka, hisses again, before pressing his lips together tightly. “I’ve read a god damn lot of shit you’ve wrote over the years Marty, but this has got to be the best fucking piece of writing you’ve ever placed on my desk,” he says looking over to Marty, who has a broad smile on his face.

    “See Bernie, I told you it was worth the wait, it’s good right?” Marty says, slapping his hands together in excitement.

    “It’s better than good, it’s wrong, fucked up, pushing the boundaries of good taste to the extreme wrong, now where’s the rest?”

    “It’s coming,” he says leaning back in his seat.

    “Coming? What the fuck do you think this is? I’ve got half an issue ready and waiting for this baby you’ve been gestating, now two days before the issues published you tell me its coming?”

    “You said it yourself, it’s the best piece I’ve ever written, don’t you want the rest to be just as good?”

    “Don’t throw my words back in my face Towns, it’s not good form, just tell me how long you need?”

    “Another few days, four at the most, I wanna get it right, I want the whole thing to mesh perfectly.”

    He empties the remainder of the glass into his mouth and sucks another quick, desperate breath of air in with it, hoping to dull the burn once again, “Two days, that’s all you’ve got, you don’t have it ready by then I’m going run with Jones’ story.”

    “Jones? Seriously Bernie? You’d give that hack half an issue? Can’t you push it back a few days?” Marty says in shock, sitting up in his seat.

    “He’s got something ready, you don’t, and two days is the best I can do. Templar’s tying my hands Marty, they’re cutting expenditure, the old man wants us to meet deadlines without fail, every issue,” he says pouring himself another glass, and filling Marty’s as well. “Mate between me, you and the bottle, they’re getting close to pulling the pin, I went to see the old man yesterday, fucker looks ready to run, he’s got that look, you know, crazy eyes and shit. I can’t push back now, it’s gotta be what it’s gotta be,” Bernie says quickly draining his glass once again.

    “Fuck! Seriously? I’ll see what I can do, but I can’t promise it’ll be ready,” Marty says as he clenches his hands into tight fists.

    Bernie lets out a loud, boisterous laugh, “Shouldn’t be too hard sport, you’ve got a killer start.”

    “It’s not the start, it’s the end. I just thought jumping to the end at the start of the story gave it a, you know, a sorta fucked up twist, see what’s going to happen, before it all really begins,” he says, as he picks his glass up from the desk, letting the vodka dance around on his tongue, swishing it around in his mouth, before he swallows it.

    “Sure you’re not being too cerebral for the readers? I mean, we’re no high-end magazine Marty, we’re penny dreadful shite, trying to pull a Stephen King might alienate the readers.”

    “It’s clever I know, but the way it opens the story up, allows itself to connect straight to the ending makes it more fun. It gives you guts, gore, and a hell of a draw card to drag you in, you don’t like the idea?” Marty replies quickly.

    “I get the whole trying to draw the reader in shit, I love that. It’s just sticking the end at the start, it’s more what they do in the movies, or big publications, not what we do in shock horror magazines mate,” Bernie says, filling their glasses again.

    “Trust me, you’ll love it and so will the readers, you’ve always said it’s all about impact, well, this is it, I want the reader drawn in straight away, I want them to WANNA know what’s gonna happen next, why he’s carving up his face. I mean, don’t you?”

    “Okay, okay, you’ve won me over you little shit so stop trying to sell it to me. Does Wilkinson have a cover yet?”

    “You know Gareth, he’s working his way there, it’ll be ready.”

    Bernie swivels in his chair and leans back, resting the empty glass on his enormous stomach, “So tell me, oh great sage, how are you going to cut the ending so it flows into the beginning?”

    “Easy,” Marty says as he empties his glass again, slamming it in the desk. “I’m going to smash cut it straight in, no bullshit, just straight into it,” he says with a twisted smile, as the vodka burns down his throat, all the way to his stomach.

  • Tonight, Let’s Start A Story

    Tonight, Let’s Start A Story

    What did those idiotic boys have to read, what stories were told, what darkness was given flight?

    Tonight, we’ll begin a journey to see what words crafted the world of one, Mister Marty Towns.

    What shape does his demon take, and how can he avoid its touch?

     

  • The Past Always Has A Way Of Shaping The Future

    The Past Always Has A Way Of Shaping The Future

    He lived at the end of our street when I was a kid growing up, nowadays he’d be labeled one of those guys to watch out for around your kids, but he was harmless, a gentle old soul who’d withered with age. He always sat on the porch of his run down house, the doors hung off, most of the windows broken, but he didn’t care, and he’d always smile when I went to visit. Then he’d tell me stories, fascinating, unbelievable stories, stories that would put a glimmer in his eye, and a broad smile on his face.

    I was fifteen when Marty Tonks passed away, but, I think he stayed with me long after that, I think part of his excitement for stories rubbed off on me, I guess that’s why I named my characters after him.

  • The Game Has Begun

    The Game Has Begun

    Hello, and welcome to my first official blog, as master of this domain.

    Honestly you’d think one of those idiots would’ve read the fucking stories I gave them, wouldn’t you?

    I mean how much more obvious did I have to make it to them, read the story, it’ll help you understand things, it’ll help you know what your role is in all of this, and maybe, show you a way out.

    I’m obviously dealing with two special individuals here, but it matters not, they seem to have finally got the hint, don’t you think?

    If you haven’t been keep up with things I suggest you check out the last two days worth of blogs, because I have a feeling tomorrow their eyes will be open.

  • Twisted Tales Of The Damned – I’m Losing It

    Twisted Tales Of The Damned – I’m Losing It

    The last 24 hours have been a mashup of moments, fractions of seconds, that when pieced together make no sense at all.

    I remember the man from the white room,  the imposter, the book, the shadow, and, the little girl screaming, terrified and, and a woman, Clare?

    The rest seems like poorly sown together images, distorted through eyes not mine, eyes weary from a full night worth of drinking, a throat and lungs stained and burnt with the smoke from a packet or more of cigarettes. But yet, I have no recognition of any of these things, just the after tastes, just the aches and pains.

    What happened to me last night?

    It was then I noticed the folder the strange man from the white room had left me somehow ended up spread across the lounge room, pages from it were torn in peices, others brunt, I needed to know what happened, what drove me to destroy something that the man said would help me. Whatever good it would do me now, was little to nothing, that’s when I noticed the folder still had something in it, when I opened the folder I found the story still complete. It was then that I noticed in the mess spread around that there were multiple copies of pages, I realized this last night I’d tried to destroy the book, only to find it replenished itself back in the folder.

    What madness is going on, and how in the fucking hell do I escape it?

     

  • Twisted Roads Of Madness – Last Night

    Twisted Roads Of Madness – Last Night

    Don’t ask me what happened last night, I can’t tell you. It’s not because I don’t want to, it’s because I don’t remember.

    I went to the house sometime after eleven last night, it was quiet, nothing seemed out of place, basically, the way we had left it when we took off earlier. I turned on all the lights as I walked from room to room, I did this more so because I wasn’t intending to sit in the fucking dark with who knows what in the house, and then I waited.

    Well, that’s not entirely true, I called out, abused, threatened, spat, burst a blood vessel in my left eye, and stubbed my right foot’s big toe on the door frame that leads to my bedroom. But besides all that, I waiting for whatever it was to come back, to pick on someone who could fight back instead of a four year old girl.

    I remember a flash, a noise behind me, and then, I woke in my car, it was still running, I was outside the hotel, the drive side door was hanging open, instinctively I looked up terrified, towards the door to the room I had left my wife and daughter in, it was wide open, I heard my wife scream and tried to leap from the car, only to find my seat belt was still lock in place around me, I felt like a right fucking idiot. Once I released it I ran up the stair and into the hotel room, my wife looked at me, her face pale, frighted, she yelled at me to stay away. I put my hands up in defense, I tried to reason with her, demanding to know what was wrong, but she started screaming louder, I didn’t know what else to do so I left, I ran outside, whatever brought me here, it’d done something to her, turned her against me, I had to find a way to stop whatever was happening. I had to find out what it wanted.

    When I got back in my car, I noticed a folder on the passenger side seat, it was folder the odd man from the white room, then one from my dreams had given me a few days ago, I still hadn’t opened it, maybe that’s what it wanted, maybe it me to open the folder, read the story, whatever it was about.

    I started up the car, and headed towards anywhere but home, I need some air, to somewhere safe, away from all those I love, and somewhere I could read this story.

    That was a few hours ago, I’ve had six miss calls from my wife, four from work and seventeen from unlisted numbers, whatever’s going on, this folder, this story has something to do with it, and it’s about time I found out.

     

  • Twisted Roads Of Madness – Camera Footage

    Twisted Roads Of Madness – Camera Footage

    My wife doesn’t want me going back to the house on my own, she’s worried something’s going to happen, it was only intensified by this footage I found on my daughters bedroom camera. I didn’t bother to bring my laptop so I’ve used my phones camera to record it.

    I can’t not go back, not now, whoever that is, whatever he wants, I’ve got to deal with it now, before he hurts someone.

    I wish I never started this fucking blog, and I still don’t know why I’m fucking posting this shit, it’s like I have no choice, like, if I don’t, I won’t exist…

  • Twisted Roads Of Madness – That Sinking Feeling

    Twisted Roads Of Madness – That Sinking Feeling

    Not long after I posted my last post, my daughter came to me crying, totally inconsolable, and it took a good fifteen minutes to finally get her to calm down enough to even talk to us, and when she finally started to make sense I rushed to her room searching it from top to bottom.

    She told us the man in her room had yelled at her, normally he was nice and played with her, but today his wasn’t being nice at all.

    When I asked her what this man looked like she picked up a scrap of paper off the floor and held it up, saying this was the man.

    I grabbed what little mattered and took everyone to the hotel we are now sitting in, some twelve blocks from our home, my wife thinks I’m crazy, but she can’t deny that our daughter has been acting strange the last few days, and she has felt an uncomfortable feeling in the house. So, I’ve spent the last few minutes pouring though security footage of my daughters room. Yes, sadly I’m one of those high tech dads who fit their babies room out with cameras so we would sleep soundly at night knowing she was okay.

    So far I haven’t seen anything unusual, but, the footage from before she ran out of the bedroom is missing, the camera for some reason stopped recording, that doesn’t make me feel safe. Regardless, once everyone’s settled, I’m going back to the house tonight, I have to find out what the bloody hell’s going on, because if somethings threatening my family, I have to stop it.

  • Twisted Roads Of Madness – This Is Not A Horror Film

    Twisted Roads Of Madness – This Is Not A Horror Film

    When I started this blog I wanted to hone my skills, explore ideas I had trapped in the inner depths of my mind, but instead, I somehow managed to unleashed an attack on my own sanity, one that won’t yield, given more power by me stupidly in giving a character in one of my stories free reign over the blog itself.

    Since that day, I’ve been plagued by dreams bathed in nightmares, which have broken my sanity, my life has collapsed, I feel isolated from my family, my daughter has started seeing strange images of a deformed creature and everything I thought was true, has become twisted in lies and works of fiction.

    The man from my dream, the one in the white room, he came to me again, he said he had a gift, a story, one written just for me. He handed me a folder, smiling broadly.

    I asked what it was about, he laughed, and said it was about me, it was my story, all of it from the beginning to the end, and if I wanted to be free of all this, if I wanted to live, I needed to understand my role, why I was so important to him, the one in the shadows, and how I could change it to my advantage.

    I felt my skin crawl, and then, he was gone, I was alone, normally I would’ve said it was a dream, another piece of my sanity slipping, I mean, this isn’t a horror movie, this isn’t another one of my stories, this is my life! But, I have the folder, I have his story, my story, I just don’t know if I have to courage to open it.