Tales for those who never outgrew goosebumps

Here are stories for lovers of chupacabras and hulders, griffins and gargoyles.

Here be darkly cheery tales of ancient creatures beneath still waters, in the attic, or the shadows right by the bed.

Herein an autistic hiker meets a cryptid who wants her camera; a Japanese tanuki seeks his fox daughter; and two women fall in love, never mind one’s a swamp monster.

Here be stories of changelings, nix, and demons adopted, of hungry kraken and cryptids we’d see if only, if only we looked into treetops, behind doors, or in our own back gardens.

Here there be monsters.

Thank all the gods.