Welcome to the Boneyard Book Journal
In the dimly lit corners of the ancient library, there lurked a creature unlike any other - a book consuming ghoul. With an insatiable appetite for knowledge, this shadowy figure roamed the endless rows of shelves, its sharp eyes scanning for its next literary feast.
Pages rustled as the ghoul snatched a tome from the shelf, clutching it tightly to its chest. The smell of aged paper and ink filled the air as the creature delved into the words, devouring each sentence with fervor. It was said that the mere touch of its fingertips could bring life to the most mundane of texts, breathing magic into the words on the page.
Whispers among the library patrons spoke of encounters with the elusive book ghoul - some claimed to have seen flashes of its glowing eyes peering out from behind tall stacks of books, others swore they heard its low, guttural growls echoing through the halls late into the night.
But despite its eerie reputation, the book ghoul was not feared by those who truly understood its nature. For within its dark, shrouded form lay a profound love for the written word, a relentless thirst for the stories and secrets held within the covers of each book it devoured.
And so the book ghoul continued its endless quest through the labyrinthine corridors of the library, forever in search of new tales to consume, new worlds to explore. A guardian of knowledge, a keeper of stories - the enigmatic ghoul remained a mysterious and fascinating figure, forever entwined with the boundless magic of the written word.
Listen to Me Now
After the success of his first novel, John Kirk has struggled to come up with a follow up that his fans would eagerly gobble up.
On a spur of the moment decision, John leaves his suburban married life to spend six months in an abandoned house in the quiet eerie town of Cafeville, where secrets lurk in every corner.
The town’s biggest source of gossip is the Greens who live right next door.
As John attempts to put his finger on what it is about the house that has everyone steering clear, he finds himself captivated by the seductively charming Eva Green who is as dangerous as she is irresistible.
A gruesome story begins to take form in his mind. As the lines between fiction and reality become blurred, something sinister emerges from the shadows and demands to be heard.
The Haunting of Michael Merlyn
Psychic detective Michael Merlyn delves into the supernatural undercurrents of Clayton, racing against time to solve the vanishing spirits’ puzzle.
When Michael Merlyn arrives in the small town of Clayton, Massachusetts to investigate the reported suicide of local investment banker Jonathan Sullivan, her finds that the man’s spirit is missing. With the help of his partner Kate and sister Victoria, Michael searches for clues to uncover what really happened to Jonathan. But the paranormal activity in Clayton seems to be escalating, as other spirits also vanish without a trace. Faced with a rash of disappearances he can’t explain, Michael must use all of his psychic gifts to get to the root of the mysterious happenings, find Jonathan’s spirit, and prevent any more spirits from going missing in the town of Clayton.
Book list you should read prior to this one:
The Haunting of Hangman Manor
There’s and old saying that one should be wary of opportunities that seem too good to be true. This adage rings true for Edward and Lydia, a young married couple who find their dream home, an old mansion the locals call Hangman Manor, at an incredible price. Lydia, a talented up-and-coming artist can’t wait to start creating in this new location. But Harmon Manor harbors a dark secret. Within its storied walls festers the tortured soul of a heartbroken young man who died gruesomely and publicly within the house. When the tormented spirit starts to manifest itself through Lydia’s artistic talents, Edward must enlist the aid of renowned psychic medium Michael Merlyn to exorcise this spirit before it drags his wife to hell.
Annabelle
Pretend family….
Jessica loved playing with the family of dolls she had found in the old house. She slipped away to visit them every chance she had, and pretended that she belonged there with this, her family-with her mother, the blond haired woman in the picture on the wall. As she played, she began to realize that sometimes the dolls were not where she had left them. At times she even imagined that she heard them whispering to her. And the name they whispered was – Annabelle – not her real name Jessica.
Protective family…
The dolls were so relieved, happy that Annabelle had finally come back to them. Surely everything would return to normal now – just as it had been. And this time they would protect Annabelle, to make sure that she never left them again…
MaMa
Breathtaking dolly…
Literally…
There once was an innocent looking dolly, she could eat and breathe through the hole in her mouth. Her single eye stared relentlessly, perhaps malignantly, as though full of evil, watching, waiting. As the years rolled away, she waited in the attic to be picked up, cooed over, and set free to work her will.
Dorrie had lost her father, and did not understand this life and death thing. While her family was busy, she found happiness in the attic, with her new-found dolly. She wasn’t too concerned when her little doll began to move on its own.
But perhaps she should have wondered what the doll was capable of…