Hello! Just found out that friend and fellow horror author Adam Ickes will be releasing a new horror collection entitled Wicked Little Things and I’m participating in his cover reveal blog blast. It’s the follow-up to his first collection, 100 tiny tales of terror. Like 100 Nightmares, both books consist of 100 stories written in 100 words. Wicked Little Things is set to hit the digital book shelves on December 1, 2014 but it’s already available for preorder!
You can buy the book through this link: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00PHZWYHK
100 tiny tales of terror gave birth to 100 monstrosities.
The time has come for 100 more tales of terrible things to haunt your dreams and drive home a healthy dose of fear of those horrible creatures that dwell mostly in the darkness, but sometimes in the light.
Devour these Wicked Little Things in one sitting if you think your fragile mind can handle it, or drink them in one at a time and let your fright strangle your sanity as the fear really sinks in and takes hold.
Adam shared a couple of sample stories from the collection…
He’d sat on the same bench every day–hours at a time–for almost six months, watching, waiting. He wasn’t in a hurry. He’d known an opportunity would present itself eventually, and he wasn’t wrong.
One day, a little girl on the verge of tears came up to him.
“I can’t find my mommy,” the child said.
“That’s awful. Would you like me to help you look for her?” he asked.
The little girl nodded and wiped her budding tears away. He stood up and held out his hand. She took it willingly. Together they walked toward the parking lot.
Beauty and the Beast
The creature’s crooked claws stroked the severed head in its lap. The beast’s disfigured face studied the girl in the cage across the room. She cried thick, heavy tears and sobbed in the corner of the tiny cage. Her sobs made the beast’s ears ache.
It threw the head–that of the girl’s own father–at the cage to shut her up, but she only sobbed louder and screamed incoherent pleas. She begged for mercy, but mercy would not come at the hands of the monstrosity who called the castle home. Only death and misery were welcome within those walls.
About the author:
Adam Ickes is a writer who has made a home in central Pennsylvania with his wife and daughter. He is obsessed with releasing the horrors in his mind on an unsuspecting world. His stories live and fester in the twisted confines of his imagination before demanding to be released from their prison, usually at gunpoint.