Writing as Katie H. Weill



   Dracula, Quasimodo, Dr. Jekyll…they are the monsters that stalk your nightmares. Haunting the pages of books for centuries, they are the embodiment of all that emerges from the shadows when you close your eyes. They are the deformed, the hated and the incomprehensible, fated to walk in the darkness alone forever.

   Or are they?

   From twelve amazing authors, come twelve new tales, stories that go beyond the blighted surface to see into the heart of the beast.           They are stories of acceptance and redemption, love and passion… and chance encounters that forge the love of a lifetime.

   Stop running. Stop hiding. See past the monster. Look into the face of fear and you might just find the soul of a man.

Excerpt from Hyde and Seek

   When I walked in I wasn’t surprised by the expensive stoves, ovens, and the fact it was as big as a restaurant kitchen, but I was surprised that the chef was a huge, greasy-looking man with his uniform covered in what looked like blood and his hat askew. 
   He gave me a look that told me if I asked him for anything complicated it’d come with a side of saliva, and I felt my mouth go dry in disgust at the thought.
   “I’m John.”
   “I’m Chef,” he started, and I’m pretty sure he grunted after the words. “You want to eat?”
   “No, I’m just getting the tour.” Indifference was difficult to maintain when it looked like your new coworker just slaughtered the family pet. “Nice to meet you.” I turned and walked out exactly the way I came and nearly ran into Mrs. Poole. 
   She didn’t back up as she held up a glass of juice in one hand and a few pills in the other.
   I took both. “Drugging me on the first date?” I usually tried to keep my personality under wraps because it often got me into trouble, but I had a feeling this woman wouldn’t mind.