a horror reader’s nightmare come true

“Equal parts deceptive beauty, haunting darkness and shocking brutality. Jonathan Winn’s prose drags you, the reader, through a gauntlet of experiences. It’s a horror reader’s nightmare come true.” – Zakk, The Eyes of Madness

The Martuk Series, Vol. 1,  A Collection of Short Fiction

Available June 20th. Pre-order now. 

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like no other author I’ve read

“Powerful and brutally honest. Assassin’s Creed meets a darker and more ancient mythology. Winn sees the world like no other author I’ve ever read.”

– Joe Mynhardt, Publisher/Founder, award-winning Crystal Lake Publishing

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2C – The Second Feast

It wasn’t the surprising sting of a knife’s blade stabbing and slicing. Or the shock of a needle plunging and poking. It was the strange, dull pressure of a wound being stitched, careful and quick.

– Apt. 2C, Eidolon Avenue: The Second Feast

COMING SOON (2019)

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2B – The Second Feast

She wedged the knife deep, the blade angled just so.

– Apt. 2B, Eidolon Avenue: The Second Feast

COMING SOON (2019)

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Eidolon Two – Apt. 2E sneak peek

Though no longer a small girl, I am far from where I came but not far enough. Whatever devil lived in the dirt of that land can travel far and wide. And I trust it was in the dirt or the wood of the house for I cannot believe it was in Ma’s heart, though she could be cruel and unkind. Rough hands and a hungry mouth will do that to anyone.

– Apt 2E, Eidolon Avenue: The Second Feast

COMING SOON (2019)

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Eidolon – empty stone

Lucky’s face felt strange. She swallowed. Blinked her eyes. Found it odd that she felt heavy. Like stone. Empty stone. Like a corpse. One of those mummified Buddhists found hidden deep in a dark cave. The skin grey and shrunken, the skeleton still sitting as if waiting for coins to clink in his bowl. She was a husk. A husk that lived and breathed. – Lucky, Apt. 1A, Eidolon Avenue: The First Feast

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2D – The Second Feast

“No one tells you of the consequences of that spiral. Of what waits at that bottom. Of what waits for you in the years of guilt and regret and memory. In the eyes of others who can’t possibly know what you’ve done, what horrible things have occured by your hand, but somehow, in some way, they do.” Her chin trembled. She fought the urge to bite her lip. “No one tells you that no matter how much someone else suffers because of you, and how much they lose, in the end, you are destined to suffer more and lose more.”

– Apt. 2D, Eidolon Avenue: The Second Feast

COMING SOON (2019)

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