This Mill Avenue Vexations short story was originally published in the Twilight and Thorns horror anthology--but that has since gone out of print. So it's being brought to you here as a stand alone short story. Cab driver, Vex Harrow, picks up a strange passenger during one of her late night fares and discovers there's more to him than there seems when he vanishes mid-trip.

When a little girl loses her cat, Vex takes up the case to help hunt it down again. Although her motives aren't as pure as she lets on--the cat isn't any ordinary cat, but a dangerous shapseshifting monster posing as a domestic furry friend.The cat has already killed a man and risks are high. But how could this work out? Does Vex have to disappoint Holly over her beloved pet?

In her ongoing search for magickal artifacts in and around Phoenix, occult detective Vex Harrow makes a strange discovery during one of her favorite hunts--at a yard sale. She procures a strange, bronze statue that seems to have a lot more going on than at first it may appear.

Volume 3 of Mill Avenue Vexations - Friday brings strange events to all of Tempe and Phoenix, but Vex is still hot on the trial of the remaining, surviving, ritual performers. However, she runs into some obstacles that she cannot surmount by herself.

Volume 1 of Mill Avenue Vexations – All epics require a beginning, this is that beginning. Vex Harrow is visited by a vision of terrible things, Tempe is destroyed, it's buildings in ruin, all connected to a strange ritual played out by students at ASU in the topmost level of Hayden Library. Where will it end? Can she save them in time?

Cabbies are being tormented by a menacing figure on a motorcycle, when he runs one of Vex's friends off the road she puts herself on the case, and in true form, into harms way. See Vex Harrow in this vivacious rendering of The Legend of Sleepy Hollow updated for modern times, and Arizona nights.

Something strange is happening in the neighborhood of Tempe and Phoenix and occult investigator Vex Harrow is on the case. Shortly after taking on a VIP transport gig from her dad, mostly the boring job of driving a construction consultant around in her taxi, she discovers that people have been dying at construction sites....and things are not so ordinary.

Volume 2 of Mill Avenue Vexations – The story continues into the next three chapters with the disappearance of one of the kids who performed the ritual at ASU. Vex visits a gypsy, Madame Summer, for advise about a particular magickal item she found at the site. Fear runs high when further strangeness stalks the remaining ritual performers and Vex attempts to find them before something evil does.

Come with Alden MacAlrey and discover that there's more to a new town than busy grown-ups and school bullies. While unlocking secret doors and exploring mysterious streets, Alden learns that faeries are real and can get him in real trouble. He finds himself thrust into a world where his new best friend might be hiding more than secrets, and a trip to the library turns into a wild chase.See magic at work when dragons appear, spells paralyze, and tulips turn to axes...

As if being the firm's junior realtor wasn't difficult enough, Shelley is in charge of the worst listing in the county; a quickly-deteriorating house just remote enough to be a pain in the ass. Shelley has a chance to unload it on a buyer who's meeting her in the morning--but that broken window in the den won't be much of a selling point. Shelley will have to at least clean up the glass if she wants a sale, and worry about what caused it later. Then again; there's no time like the present....

The shadows can hide our darkest secrets and fears, but what if they cover more than we were lead to believe? In this story of personal horror, you will find the truth about the disappearance of Dave Newster, a regular man that was looking for some fun, but finds himself lost as the author slowly pushes the limits of reality to the dark depths of imagination.Do you really think you are alone?

A funny thing happened to me the other day... At the time, though, the car, the car-thing with its elusive, concealed driver that was following us, my trusty old beetle and I, along a lonely country road, was anything but funny.