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The Bedfordshire Warlock


Elias Doever, accused of being a warlock by the residents of the Village of Bedfordshire, Massachusetts in 1692, is executed via the “ducking chair” into a well of holy water. A force erupts from Elias Doever’s chest, killing him, and escaping from the well. Three hundred years later, Dorian Leeves, a young man with supernatural abilities is contacted by the force from the well, Beladon, and learns that he has the same powers as Elias Doever. Dorian will accomplish his “Ascension” into powers beyond his belief only if he can re-unite the “three bloods” of Elias Doever, Dorian Leeves, and Beladon. However, Elias Doever’s body was buried in secret in unconsecrated ground. Dorian's quest to find the remains of Elias Doever for his Ascension is complicated by the distractions of his new love interest, Toby Blessing. Will Dorian relinquish untold powers bestowed by Beladon to pursue a life with Toby in the modern world?





Not long after their move into Blackstone, married couple Mitch and Buck begin to witness strange sightings of shadowy figures, physical manifestations and inexplicable events taking place in the former Sheppard family estate nestled in the Northern Poconos of Pennsylvania. Through séances, they learn from the spirit of Jedidiah Sheppard that he has not been able to cross over into the afterlife because the truth behind his sudden disappearance in 1965 has never been solved. During this journey, Mitch and Buck and an eccentric psychic, Gladys Munch aka Madame Fortunesta, encounter interference from the spirit of a Lenape medicine man, Mesingwe Medeu, who protects Jedidiah’s spirit. Mitch and Buck eventually realize that they must find Jedidiah’s remains and let the authorities discover through modern detective work the evidence needed to try and convict the murderer. But is it too late for Jedidiah’s spirit to find eternal peace?



The Malevolent

Griffin Andrew Meade, 18 years old, moves to Bartholomew Bay, Maine with his family in 1983 into Antioch, the ancestral mansion of the wealthy Bartholomew family, and soon discovers it is haunted by the spirit of Angelus Bartholomew III, who died when he fell from the Widow’s walk of Antioch in 1919, when he was 18 years old. Griffin learns that some of the towns people believe that Angelus was pushed from the Widow’s walk by his abusive father, the powerful Angus Bartholomew, and didn’t commit suicide by leaping from the Widow’s walk as the cause of death stated. Soon thereafter, the ghost of Angelus contacts Griffin and reveals through erotic flashbacks the story of the life he and his paramour Lazarus Benedictine, the son of the lighthouse keeper of Bartholomew Bay, lived until his untimely death. While Griffin becomes acquainted with Angelus and Lazarus's secret romance, he becomes involved with his first same sex romance, Christian Gutmann, also 18 years old and raised in Bartholomew Bay, that only knows part of the story of Angelus Bartholomew's death. While living in Antioch, Angelus's spirit unleashes a series of deadly acts that not only reveal his "malevolent" nature but his intentions towards Griffin: that he is to a play a vital role in a scheme to re-unite Lazarus, who is still alive, with Angelus in the afterlife. Griffin is faced with the decision to either participate in Angelus’s plot or more of his loved ones will suffer deadly consequences, including his family and first boyfriend Christian. These intersecting stories of Griffin Meade and Angelus Bartholomew III, of the sacrifices we make for our loved ones, are set respectively during the turbulent early 1980’s, when the gay rights movement increased its visibility in reaction to the AIDS crisis, and the earliest years of the 20th century when same sex relationships were not only immoral but also illegal.


Prince Patrick, A Memoir

“Prince Patrick” was a nick name given to me as a child by my family and parent’s friends that reflected my attitude and desire to be treated in a manner befitting a little prince. A sign of endearment to humor my natural, idiosyncratic demeanor. I actually never thought of myself as royalty, rather, that I was “special," destined for greatness or to be famous, and should be treated as an incubating celebrity.


But just how was I going to become a figure in history?

A doctor or scientist that discovered a cure to a hideous disease or condition?

An actor/artist that was going to define my generation?


Or would I become infamous? Whereas, my innocent “hijinks” would lead to other more serious acts that would get me recognized for the wrong reasons. These stories of my eccentric exploits, told time and time again at family gatherings, have made both family and friends smile, giggle and laugh hysterically, with the words “no he did not” uttered more than once.


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