“The town doesn’t appear on most maps. Ask locals how to get there, and they’ll point in opposite directions. But if you need to find Ashwood, somehow… you always do.”
There’s something about forgotten towns. The way they settle into the land, the way their names vanish from road signs over time. But Ashwood didn’t disappear. It hid.
Nestled between old growth forests and logging roads that should have collapsed decades ago, Ashwood is small, cold, and quiet. Too quiet. The kind of place where time doesn’t so much pass as circle. Where radios hum late at night with no one on the mic. Where neighbors don’t ask too many questions—not because they don’t care, but because they already know too much.
Over the next few weeks, I’ll be introducing you to The Ashwood Horror—a new series of supernatural novellas rooted in grief, silence, and the terrifying consequences of noticing things you were never meant to see.
It begins with a house.
Not haunted, not cursed, just… watching.
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Book1 Mirror House - When realtor Becca Langley sells an isolated cabin filled with mysterious mirrors, she sets into motion events she can’t control. Soon after, new owner Harold Winters realizes that solitude is elusive and that the mirrors reflect something far darker than himself.
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