Short Review of the Author:

Eve lives in a quiet New Jersey suburb where haunting visions and dreams visit often. After a determined yet frustrating career as a musician, she turned to writing as a more desirable creative outlet. She loves the creative control that writing gives her but it is a deep and passionate love for music that ignites her imagination and plants the visions that ripen into imaginative tales. Whether poetry, short story or novel there’s always something inspiring in the CD player when she is writing. She has always been drawn to writing - first to poetry, then to short stories and finally to novels. Writing gives her the creative freedom to explore whatever macabre phantoms descend upon her imagination. She mostly enjoys writing horror stories that take place in a historical setting, as she has a deep interest in history and archaeology.

Short Excerpt from "Widdershins":

The corpse lay half decayed in the dirt of the crypt.  The eyes were opened in an upward gaze and the mouth had fallen open as if singing a blasphemous hymn.  A rat scurried across its blackened, bloated belly and I wondered if it would tell Madame Lasalle what she wanted to know.

Madame Duchamp took a small dagger and proceeded to drag the blade across her left hand, letting the blood rise to the surface and drip into the corpse’s mouth.

“The life-force of the blood will cause the corpse to rise,” she instructed.

She then instructed Madame Lasalle and myself to step inside the circle.  When we were all in the circle, she opened the Grand Grimoire and forcefully read, “Hear me, o spirits of the underworld, accept this offering of wine, incense and my own blood and bring forth the spirit of Henri Lasalle.”