Sneak Peeks and a Discounted Preorder!

Hello everyone!

I hope this week has been good to all of you. Today I am going to share a couple of snippets from my story, "Shadows of Willow's Creek" and from, "The Return." Each of these stories are inside the "Ties of Friendship," box set that is available for preorder right now for 99¢ at your favorite retailer. You can order your copy HERE. 

My story "Shadows of Willow's Creek" is a short tale that is a mystery, with a smidge of paranormal flavor. I hope you will enjoy it. You will also get a sneak peek from my co-author piece "The Return," between me and Jenna Morrison. You can call this story more of a time travel mystery. 

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Ties of Friendship: Joli Campbell

Shadows of Willow's Creek

Reports of strange misfortunes befalling those in power seemed to surface every twenty-five years, coinciding with the blood moon and seismic activity. Additionally, there were several unsolved missing persons cases that lingered in the shadows. As I continued to browse through archived news articles online, something unusual caught my attention. In several images, I recognized a face that had always stirred unease and a hint of dread within me. It belonged to a reclusive figure who had morphed into an urban legend in our community: Victor Azrael. But that couldn’t be right; Victor was in his forties. I speculated that perhaps these were images of his father or even his grandfather. Yet, the man in those photographs appeared to be ageless.

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Ties of Friendship: Joli Campbell & Jenna D. Morrison

The Return

Maggie jolted awake with a gasp, the familiar weight of dread settling upon her chest like a suffocating blanket. It was the same dream — every night it replayed like a well-worn record, a haunting echo of loss. She could see Judith in the crowd, her dark hair gleaming under the fairground lights, that wide headband holding back a cascade of memories. “Maggie!” she’d call, her laughter ringing like crystalline chimes, urging Maggie to join her amongst the swirl of colors and joy.

But next came the horror: the fading warmth of a hand slipping away, a desperate search through panicked faces, and then… nothing. Judith had gone missing at the fair, swallowed whole by shadows. Fifty years had passed, but the emptiness was a wound that refused to heal.

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I hope you enjoyed these two sneak peeks into stories I helped write for the Ties of Friendship box set. If you haven't already you should preorder your copy for the sale price of 99¢ at your favorite retailer. Click HERE to preorder.