By John Everson
20 tales of obsession, dark decadence and erotic horror!
Meet a witch who conjures genital dragons while singing Manilow. A woman who provides a true window to her soul. A dirty deal with the devil on the side of a road. And a real cage of bones!
Cage of Bones & Other Deadly Obsessions was the first short fiction collection from John Everson, originally released in a limited hardcover edition by Delirium Books in 2000.
The 2013 Dark Arts Books edition marks the first time this collection has appeared in paperback and features some of his best erotic horror, including his most popular tale, “Pumpkin Head,” a dark tale of jack-o-lanterns… and the dangers of Halloween lusts…
TABLE OF CONTENTS:
by P. D. Cacek
The cave held the seed of ancient gods…their vacation provided the climax of despair.
“Long Distance Call”
There are some calls you should never answer.
“Cage of Bones”
It was beautiful. After weeks of preparation it was finished. A full body restraint. Made of steel. Wood. Leather. And bones.
“Dead Girl On The Side of The Road”
Her body was his, unchanging, for 25 years to enjoy whenever he chose.
She held the browning vine up from her belly, and with squeamish understanding, he dug through his clothes for his pocketknife.
Her name was Ceiran, with a C. She sang sexy Barry Manilow songs and worked in a club. And she was a witch.
“Every Last Drop”
Tony couldn’t resist the promise of the perfect blowjob. But more than his orgasm was being sucked away.
“When Barrettes Brought Justice To A Burning Heart”
The derelict with the milky white eyes promised revenge, and that was something Bill wanted more than life itself.
The defining evidence that separates sex and murder is really only the amount of blood left behind on the bed.
Sometimes the most frightening parts of growing up are the discoveries of our own nature.
“Remember Me, My Husband”
Ella Marie had been dead for 100 years when she gave him her ring.
“Tonight,” she promised, “I’ll be back. I’ll bring some matches. We’ll have a bonfire, you and I. Dead wood burns best.”
“Swallowing The Pill”
Some pills get easier to swallow…with practice.
In giving him entrance to her soul, had Katrina given too much?
He was a bored child prodigy who could use his will to make his pets and parents do whatever he chose. What will he do tomorrow?
The mirror reflects his true nature. Or is it someone else?
“Murdering The Language”
Gretta only wanted to protect the library’s patrons from smut and filth. But some lessons in literature are painful.
Margaret lived for the nights of the full moon. And she wanted this night to be perfect; it was their first anniversary.
“The Last Plague”
When nothing else is left, what is there left to lose?
She was blinded by lust and razored by marriage. But at least she had the thorns of her rose garden to soothe her.
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Cage of Bones
& Other Deadly Obsessions
Release Date: September2013
Trade Paperback: 250 pages
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PRAISE FOR THE AUTHOR:
“John Everson has to be congratulated for having the courage of his nightmares. Not every writer would be able to convert his most freakish and kinkiest imaginings into neatly plotted narratives as Everson does here…Can you say ‘the Stephen King version of American Pie‘?”
— Paul DiFilippo, Asimov’s Science Fiction Magazine
“…an incredible collection that will surely “move” you in ways you never knew possible from a horror story.”
— David Sparks,
“…a dark and tantalizing show well worth the price of admission.”
— Ray Wallace,
“…a wonderfully nasty little collection of twenty-one dark, and often erotic, horror tales. Everson has a clear and sometimes poetic style that lulls and enthralls, drawing you in comfortably only to snap you up.”
— Michele Patterson,