Friday, 22 December 2017


The Demon Series Compendium

In all it is a very, very fine magnum opus.
~ Grady Harp
Amazon Hall of Fame Reviewer
Amazon top 500 Reviewer

This was an amazing series, and I loved 
every bit of this wild and amazing ride!!
~ Jenny Bynum

...stuck with me days after I finished reading it.
~ Stephanie Herman
SLH Reviews

Wednesday, 8 November 2017

NOW AVAILABLE ~ The Demon Series Compendium

The Demon Series Compendium

A story that spans centuries all begins on a September night, in 
1962, when Max Jensen steps into the cellar of Edward Starke, on the anniversary of the serial killer’s execution.

Setting into motion a series of events that will change history, it is 
now up to Jesse Miller, together with an ex-priest, a reporter, a ghost, a high school buddy, and a demon killing beast, to attempt to set the timeline back again.

Will they succeed, or will demons wipe humanity from the face of 
the planet?


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Tuesday, 7 November 2017

The Path Now Available!

Now Available for Purchase 

The Demon Series Part 8
The Path
Keeper of the Amaarand 

When Max Jensen is brutally murdered, on September 9, 1962, 
Timmy Jensen’s life is changed forever.

Timmy adored Max, and his loss was something neither he, nor his
parents, could overcome. Shunned and ostracized, as the brother of that murdered teen, Timmy manages to find a job with a kind man by the name of Earl Jackman. Hauling away junk from people’s attics, Timmy meets Jenny Krieger and falls in love. Only Jenny’s father won’t have it, and she is shipped off to boarding school in Europe. But not before he meets Jenny’s grandma and is given a powerful medallion, known as the Amaarand.

Told he can use it to rescue his brother Max’s soul from hell, he
must now patiently wait for his opportunity. He just didn’t know he’d have to wait until 2012.

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Monday, 6 November 2017

Sunday, 5 November 2017

The Path: The Demon Series Part 8 ~ Excerpt

Coming November 7

The Demon Series Part 8
The Path
Keeper of the Amaarand

Warning: Strong Language

Chapter One

Fairfield, California, September 9, 1962
“It’s not him. I’m telling you. He’s upstairs in his room.”
Ten-year-old Timmy Jensen sat up in bed. The clock read one.
Footsteps rose on the stairs.
“Mom?” He climbed from under the covers and padded to his bedroom door. Opening it a crack, he peeked out.
“Max? Honey?” She rapped lightly on Max’s door.
There was no answer, and she opened it.
“Max?” She flipped his light on. For a moment, she stood silently in the doorway, and then collapsed onto her knees, falling against the door.
Timmy stepped into the hall. “Mom?”
She threw her head back, her mouth agape, as tears streamed down her face. His father kneeled next to her and took her into his arms.
“Go to bed, Timmy. Your mom can’t talk just now.” His chin trembling, his father bowed his head and closed his eyes.
A knot tightened in the pit of his stomach. His knees shook, and he gripped the door. “Did something happen?”
She screamed, and it was as if an ice-cold shard pierced his heart.
His legs became heavy, his knees wobbling. He tried to swallow, but his mouth was dry. “Mommy…Max?”

Chapter Two

“Hey, you’re the brother of that kid who was butchered.”
Tim kept his eyes trained on the register. “That was a double cheeseburger, extra pickles, a large fries, and a…”
“Medium root beer.”
“Right. A medium root beer.” He rang up the order and gave him his change.
He wasn’t much older than Tim. In his late teens, if he had to guess. For some reason, they were always the most likely to blurt out the most inappropriate remarks.
Tim gathered his order and handed it to him.
“That was gruesome, man. What they found of your brother.”
“Do you seriously have nothing better to do, than be a complete asshole?”
The teen pulled up. “What did you just say to me?”
“I called you out for the insensitive fuck that you are. Who goes around announcing the body was found in pieces to a member of the family? What kind of a person does that?”
Tim turned, as his boss came out of his office.
The teen grinned. “Ooo, it looks like someone’s in trouble.”
“Bit difficult to be in trouble, when I no longer work here, shithead.” He took off his hat and apron and tossed them on the counter. “I quit.”
It had been the fifth job that summer, where obnoxious customers would comment or stare and whisper, some even turning around and leaving at the mere sight of him. It had been six years since Max’s dismembered body had been discovered in the cellar of the Starke house, and no one was about to forget it any time soon. After all, how often does something like that happen in a town like Fairfield? Well, that is besides Starke. That no one could determine how he was torn to shreds, and that it happened on the anniversary of Starke’s execution, only added grist to the gossip mill.
It became clear he couldn’t work anywhere serving the public, least not in this town. But then it had been all over the news. So it’s not like he could just up and get a job in the next town over, or anywhere for that matter.
No, he’d just have to come up with another plan.

Tuesday, 10 October 2017

Monday, 9 October 2017

Excerpt ~ Of Noble Blood ~ Part 7 The Demon Series

Of Noble Blood
The Demon Series Part 7

“My queen.”
Queen Ta-maal turned, as the seer approached. “Lewaer? What have you to tell me?”
“The council has convened.”
Ta-maal’s brow furrowed. “Why was I not informed?”
Lewaer came close. “The timeline, Your Majesty, it has been altered.”
For a moment, Ta-maal did not speak. “I’m afraid you have me at a disadvantage, my dear Lewaer.”
“It’s the consensus of the council. This timeline has shifted. What you see, should not be.” She wandered to the window. “The land should be fertile. The king…alive.”
Ta-maal pressed a hand to her stomach. “How can this be? The king has been dead for ten years. The land scorched and buildings in ruin, as far back as I can remember.”
“The timeline, in which we are now living, should not exist. There has been a shift which has created a ripple effect, leaving us in this world as we see it now.”
“You say it has been altered from its current course?”
“Yes, Your Majesty. We traced the source to our present. Someone among us must have used the ancient texts, bringing into being what you see before us.”
“One of our own?” Ta-maal straightened. “Who has done such a thing?”
“We have yet to determine the source, or why they have done so.”
“Surely, there are a limited few.”
“Indeed.” Lewaer nodded. “And they’ve used those texts to mask their identity. We cannot hold all with access accountable. These individuals have been chosen carefully, for their unique ability to read and interpret those texts. Yet we cannot allow any one of them to access the texts alone. It has been decided, should the texts need be consulted, all must be present at one time. That way no one can overpower another, to once more misuse the sacred books.”
“A wise approach.” Ta-maal gathered herself. “Please, tell me there is a way to correct it.”
“There is…”
“Why do you hesitate?”
“The timeline can be restored, but you may not approve of the manner in which it must be done.”
“I see.” Ta-maal sat. “Tell me.”
“It must be Princess Amara.”
“My daughter?”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“But she is all of eighteen.”
Lewaer did not answer.
“And there is no other?”
“No, Your Majesty.”
Ta-maal went to the window. Looking out over the land, she was silent for some time. “Cala? Could you find Princess Amara, and ask her to please come to me? There is something I must discuss with her.”

* * *

Amara drew her fingertips over the smooth, cold surface of the gold plaque. “For my beloved Jesse.” The holder possessed a fresh rose. “Aegan?”
“Yes, Princess.”
Amara sighed. “I’ve told you not to call me that.”
“Yes, Princess.”
“Sorry, Prin—”
Amara faced her, and they both laughed. “You’re doing that on purpose. You know how much I dislike it.”
Aegan grinned. “You wanted to know about the plaque?”
“Yes. You know of it?”
“It’s a mystery. Has been for centuries. All anyone knows is it appeared one day. No one knows who put it there, or how they got it in.”
“But how is that possible? And why haven’t they simply removed it?”
“They tried. But the next day it is always back, as if newly placed. And always a fresh flower. After many tries to remove it, they simply stopped. It’s always immaculately kept, as the day it was found. Yet no one here tends it.”
Amara frowned. “Who puts the flower in the holder?”
“No one knows, but every day there is always a fresh flower. No one is seen. No one is heard. But every day a fresh flower appears.”
Amara took the flower from its holder and inhaled its delicate scent. “Whoever she is, she must love him very much.”
Aegan came close. “I would agree. Very much.”
No sooner than Amara slipped the flower into its holder, it vanished. She straightened, the holder and plaque disappearing from the wall. The room darkened and she turned. It was empty. “Aegan?” She reached out, her arm covered in a torn and dirty sleeve. “What…?” Lowering her head, she gasped. Her dress was soiled, its fabric worn and frayed. “How can this be?”
“How can what be?”
Amara started. “Aegan? Where did you go?”
Aegan blinked. “Princess?”
Her dress was once more as it had been, the room bright. “You were gone. And my dress…the plaque…” She lifted her gaze to the wall. There was no plaque. No holder. No flower.
Amara spun on Aegan. “The plaque. The one with the flower. It was right here.”
“I know of no plaque.”
It was Amara’s turn to blink. “But…you just spoke of it.”
Aegan’s brow knitted. “I…”
Amara pressed her hand upon the wall, where the plaque had been. “But I saw it. I held the rose.”

Sunday, 8 October 2017

Coming October 10

Coming October 10
A new release by E. H. James

Of Noble Blood
A Paranormal Novelette

Being the queen’s daughter doesn’t exclude you, when the fate of the world is in the balance. And when Princess Amara has the opportunity to help, she readily accepts.

aveler, she journeys back through the centuries to the year 1522. Here she retrieves a baby boy and brings him forward to the year 1995, where he becomes Jesse Miller.

Unaware he is chosen, he comes to realize he alone must save the world. And with the help of Amara, he must travel further yet into the future, to destroy the demon infiltration and repair the damaged timeline.

But the story is far from over, and when he returns to 2233, where he lives with Amara, he discovers there is far more to experience than he can possibly imagine.

Monday, 25 September 2017

Reviews ~ The Orah

The Orah
A time travel short story
by E. H. James

Liz wished she could go back and do it all again.
After all, it was Liz’s fault her mom was dead…or so she believed. Had Liz not delayed her, her mom never would have been killed by that car. And as the twentieth anniversary of her mother’s death came around, Liz could not help but wish it had been her instead. That is, until a gentlemen sits next to her on the park bench. He tells her his story, and she feels strangely compelled to tell him hers, but when he leaves her his pocket watch as a gift, she cannot believe what is happening. Only this isn’t just any watch, as she soon discovers, and she is pulled back in time.
Are events coincidental, even random? Or is there a perfectly timed symmetry yet to be lived? The possessor of the Orah is the only one to know.

5 Stars 
Powerful short story. ~ Danyca Russell

5 Stars
Very Poignant! ~ snscuster

4 Stars 
Beautiful ~ Rachael

5 Stars
I wasn't expecting the ending, and I doubt you will either. ~ Heart of a Philanthropist 

5 Stars
Leaves you wanting more. ~ nickindle

5 Stars
A touching tale. ~ Heather

4 Stars
A great read for those who love time travel or "Twilight Zone" fans. ~ Tia's Kindle Shelf

Sunday, 24 September 2017

5 Stars
The Orah
A time travel short story...

"James', holding a gracefully poised pen, has crafted a gentle story of a paranormal reunion that saved a woman's life."
~ The Literary Apothecary

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Thursday, 31 August 2017

Nicholas ~ Excerpt

Nicholas: Lost Innocence


The boy brushed the dirt from his forehead with the sleeve of his grey tweed coat. He shivered, his knickers barely reaching his knees. Hugging his teddy bear tightly, his chin trembled. A tear rolled down his cheek. “Mommy?”
His fingers throbbed, their tips bloodied, his fingernails broken.
He blinked up into the light of the streetlamp. Walking through the grass, he wove his way through the headstones and into the street.
A gentle breeze swept over his face. It was quiet, but for the leaves rustling overhead.
* * *
Jason Mills grinned and kissed his wife Diane.
She ran a finger down his cheek. Nestling her head on his shoulder, she smiled. Opening her eyes, she then gasped. “Jason!”
Jason directed his eyes to the road. There in its middle was a small boy clutching a teddy bear. He slammed on the brakes. The car stopped mere inches from where he stood.
She pressed a hand to her mouth. “Did we hit him?”
They both scrambled from the car and into the street.
The boy gazed up at them, in the glare of the headlights.
They both stared, and she looked down the road and into the neighboring yards. She kneeled before him and wiped the dirt from his face. “Sweetie? What are you doing out here? Where’s your mommy?”
He bowed his head, tears streaming down his cheeks.
“Oh, honey.” She took him in her arms and pulled him close. “It’s okay. We’ll help you find your mommy.” She lifted him into her arms.
“What are you doing?”
“We’re taking him to the police station, that’s what we’re doing. We can’t leave him out here.”
“What about his parents?”
She waved an arm at the empty street. “Do you see anyone?”
She carried him into the car and set him on her lap. He rested his head on her shoulder, and she ran her fingertips over his hair. “My, that’s such a handsome suit. Can you tell me your name?” He didn’t answer, and she lifted the back of his collar.
Jason got back behind the wheel. “Now what are you doing?”
“Parents usually sew their kid’s names into their clothes. You know that.”
The boy closed his eyes and fell to sleep.
“Poor thing. Must be exhausted.” She studied his clothes. “How did he get covered in dirt? And who puts their kid in shorts to dress up?”
Jason closed the door and pulled the car over. “I think they used to call those knickers.”
“Look at him. He looks as though he’s dressed for Sunday service, with his little shirt and tie. And what happened to his fingers? It looks as though he was clawing at something.” She sighed, resting back in her seat. “So how did you come to be out here, in the middle of the night?”
Turning back in the direction he came, Jason drove to the police station.


Coming September 1
New Release from E. H. James

A Paranormal Novella

On a September night, in 1962, five-year-old Nicholas Starke finds himself alone on a street in Fairfield.

Confused and frightened, he is rescued by a kind couple. When that same couple adopts him, he is able to move on with his life…Only the people in the town of Fairfield won’t let him. And when met with angry and frightened stares, wherever he goes, his parents decide it best to move. But where can you go, when strange happenings follow your every move?

Will Nicholas hold on to what is left of his innocence, or will his brother’s influence be his downfall?

Thursday, 24 August 2017

Realms Excerpt

Realms of Darkness
A Collection of Three Short Stories

The Late Shift

Bill emptied the register and put the money in the safe. “You ready to go?”
“Yeah, just let me grab my coat and purse.”
Waiting, Bill held the door, as Sheila stepped through. He locked it behind him and waved. “Goodnight.” He sauntered off to his truck.
“Night.” Walking to the bus stop, she held her watch out at the street light. “Oh, great. I missed it. Won’t be another one for an hour.”
The street was empty. At night it became a whole other world, and at eleven on a Friday it was dead. She sat on the bench, tucking her hands into her coat pockets. “An hour to kill. In the dark. At eleven.” There wasn’t a car in sight, and every time she thought she heard one, she found herself turning to see if it was a white van.
“This is insane. Sitting here, alone, in the middle of the night. Could you be any more stupid? Well, it’s not like you have a choice. It’s this or walk the three miles. And either way you’re alone in the dark.” She stood. “At least you’ll be getting closer to home, if you walk.”
Slipping her purse strap up over her shoulder, she stepped away from the bench. Not all of the streets were as well lit as she would like, with long stretches of dark, obscured sidewalk. “But then that may just make it more difficult to be seen by a band of cultists, out to sew my mouth shut.” A crease formed between her brows. “A band? Do cults travel in bands? Stop it, Sheila, you’re being ridiculous.”
Random cars drove past, and every time she would check. “No white vans. For that matter, how do they even know for certain they use a white van anyway?” She shook her head.
“See, you’re already over half-way home. Won’t be much longer now. And then you can soak in a nice hot bath. Oh, man, that sounds good.” She crossed a side street and stepped up onto the sidewalk on the other side.
She swung around. A car pulled up, the driver side window rolling down.

Wednesday, 23 August 2017

5 Stars for Realms of Darkness


Realms of Darkness
A Collection of Three Short Stories

E. H. James is a fabulous horror writer with just enough lightness to make the darkness truly dark. From Ouija boards, serial killers and haunting dreams, I loved all stories in this collection. Deliciously evil! Bravo, E. H. James, you have made a fan for life. ~ Pyxi Rose

Realms of Darkness

New Cover
Fresh Edit
Realms of Darkness
A Collection of Three Short Stories

Friday, 18 August 2017

Nicholas ~ The Demon Series Part 6

Coming Friday September 1
Part Six of The Demon Series

I am, at present, going over the final hard edit of the sixth installment of The Demon Series, which now has eight parts.

This one deals with Edward Starke's little brother, Nicholas. What happens to him when he crawls his way up out of the grave, on that fateful day, in 1962?

This story details his life from the day of resurrection to the day he realizes who he really is...that he is immortal, and has powers beyond his wildest imaginings. It then goes years beyond into an uncertain future...

What will he do? What will he decide?

Read Part Six of The Demon Series to find out.

The Orah Video

The Orah
A time travel short story
by E. H. James

Wednesday, 16 August 2017

5 Stars ~ The Orah

Powerful Short Story

Wow what a powerful short story. The author has done an incredible job at packing in so much information in a short story. I was captivated by the story line. I really enjoyed it and hope there will be more on the family and what it is they are destined to do with the Orah. Elizabeth's emotions are believable and I love the touch of comedy in her behavior. Gus was an interesting character and the plot was fun. I liked how the time line changed and the pocket watch or Orah lead Liz in the right direction so that things could be set right. ~ Danyca Russell

Saturday, 8 July 2017

~ Review ~

The Rise of Edward Starke
The Demon Series Part 4

This author has done it again and brought forth another creepy but amazing short story of Edward Stark in this phenomenal read. 

The characters were remarkable and completely real feeling. I love how this author weaves a new story each time but with the same characters in different time frames. I love reconnecting with characters and being reminded about what happened in previous books.

The story-line, though short, was still addicting and to the point. I was completely enchanted by this story. I just couldn't put this book down. This is by far my favorite story of them all yet with the newest twists, turns, and secrets and I highly recommend this to adults.

5 Stars ~ Awesome, must read!

Jenny Bynum ~ Black Words-White Pages 

Thursday, 6 July 2017

Ascension Video

The Chosen
The Demon Series Part 5

Warning: This book contains violence and language that may be offensive to some readers.

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