CHROMO Countdown: 9

KP Kulski delivers an absolute knockout creature-feature for CHROMOPHOBIA with the chilling romance, "From These Cold Murky Depths"

Today is June 21st, and that means you only have 9 more days to pre-order the special edition of CHROMOPHOBIA. You can place your order HERE.

Today’s story:

“From These Cold Murky Depths”

by K.P. Kulski

When she dragged him from the ocean, it was under a blanket of darkness. Threatening storms blotted out the moon and stars, while coughing slow rumbles beyond the mountaintops. His home, just over the beach, jutted from the ridge, sketching a house-shaped void upon the sky.

She had already spent many days on this beach and despite the absence of light, knew how the sand glinted obsidian under the sun, belying its volcanic origin. From here she had spent long hours studying the once proud structure, imagining the lives of its occupants.

The man she caught in mid fall to sea bottom, lay still and perfect in her arms, beauty incarnate. She had glimpsed him on the ridge long before he threw himself off the edge, plunging into the liquid blackness. She had been a sinuous thing, cutting through the darkness, tail and fins parting the water, pushing back at the heaviness of the sea. He, an animal of the land and air, seeking to fly to his end. Why he would wish to end his life, she did not know and did not care. But she did know that she must have him. Possess him. Make him part of her.

Coveting, she coiled herself around his form, need coursing through her veins. She wished to consume him, to gnash at his soul with her pointed teeth, flicking blood with her tongue, sucking at the essence of his humanity.

Some might call it love.

Others obsession.

For Areum, this was hunger.

She cut a path with her serpentine body, cradling him against her scales until she reached the shore. Still as a golden statue he lay, but soon his chest rose in slow steady breaths. Areum circled him, forming a nest against the chill air. Translucent appendages unfurled from her mouth, over pointed teeth, imbedding in the man’s ears until finally she found her way into his mind. Pulling at his soul, she began to sing.


We are so, so close to the end of our CHROMOPHOBIA hardcover pre-order window! Just a little over a week’s time and these gorgeous books will no longer be available. We almost always get a handful of folks who write us after the pre-order period closes and those people are always disappointed to find out there are simply no longer copies available for purchase.

You can pre-order your hardcover edition of CHROMOPHOBIA HERE.

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