Jason Wallace: 142 books

Come journey through the inner workings of the mind of a genre-spanning author. From horror to historical fiction to romance, these five short stories and novellas will grip and enthrall. There is something for everyone herein.

This is everything since the first volume, all of my new short stories and novellas, plus a short novel. Get everything from fantasy to horror to strange humor and more. Find out why my mind is so twisted up and mismanaged. I have too much running inside to ever stop. Get stories of murder, intrigue, mystery, an epic quest, real stories of the unexplained paranormal and much more!

For anyone who has ever felt downtrodden; for anyone who has ever felt like they were not enough for someone else; for anyone who has ever had to tell themselves, “Enough!”; for anyone who has felt as if they have so many thoughts, emotions, and problems that they cannot deal with them all and...

What do a vampire, a zombie, cannibals, a man-swallowing tree, a possessed painting, a werewolf and his mangled, supernaturally strong daughter all have in common? They are all here in this book. Seven stories of suspense, death, mayhem, tragedy, and the afterlife from the twisted mind of Jason Wallace.

“The problem with Scotland is that it’s full of Scots!” These words may have only been spoken by Patrick McGoohan, the actor that played Edward I in the film Braveheart and never uttered by the real Edward I of England, but they seem to establish quite well the sentiments he felt when discussing...

My newest batch of crazed killers, from witches, to the possessed, to serial killers and those seeking revenge for old murders, plus the bonus of true and haunting stories from my own life. Sometimes, monsters are created by the very people set out to stop them. Learn the origins of the Salem Witch...

These are 11 of the strangest tales ever told. 8 of them happened to the author and are 100% true. The rest could be. Dare to venture further and find out for yourself? The soul beholds more than the mind. Some souls are more welcoming, and for this reason, some are more open to experiences...

I used to think it was us.I used to think it was you.But now all I can thinkIs dreams never come true.Was it me, Baby?Was it no use?Is there a reasonDreams never come true?I can't stand wishinOn stars that deceive.I can't be with youWhen you can't believe.I don't know what happenedTo what we thought we knew...But now it makes senseSince dreams never come true.

So aloneI'm turning to stoneThe blood in my veinsJust spilled on the groundAnd no one's aroundBut pain I causedFor us bothIt's a demon whose faceHas already shownI thought being grownMeant making mistakesBut taking the blameAnd erasing the painAnd when that seed's sownKnowing...

Only nothingness exists, but I don't give a shit... too dead inside to care.

I could be the one to cherish youTo always let you know I'm there for youTo be the rock to hold you upWhen you feel like you'll fallIf you're not afraid you'll failYou might find Heaven in your HellIn these arms that'd carry youIf you think you've lost it all

I wish you could find the sameBecause in your brainYou seem to think that it's okTo leave someone hurting in such a wayBreaking hearts, tearing apartAll inclinationTo move past sentimental sensationBroken angel, maybe of my own creation

I wishYou weren’t the oneTo hurt meYou always knewJust what not to sayYou really liked to lure meInto a false sense of hopeAnd for fun, turn right aroundAnd just take it all away

Along you go but can't seem to holdOnto the only thing you've ever knownBlinded by their lights that they burn your eyesActing likeThey never meantTo cause you pain, to cause discontentBut the lies you despiseThey force feed more to never realizeOr simply care nothing and watch you work your wayTo insanity and self-decay