
Black Mare Books presents twelve twisted tales from Artemis Greenleaf, Holly Dey, and A.B. Richards.
In this Santa’s sack of Christmas yarns, you’ll find an array of monsters of all stripes. You may want to keep a lookout for a possibly rabid coyote when you stop to play with a dolly. Perhaps enjoy a little shopping before you head into the woods to fell a Christmas tree? Or maybe you’ve wanted to go on a holiday cruise? And whatever you do, don’t look a gift bear in the mouth.
And be warned: it’s best to let sleeping babies lie.

Black Mare Books presents twelve more twisted tales from Artemis Greenleaf, Holly Dey, and A.B. Richards.
Reach into this stocking of Yuletide tales, and you’ll find a handful of monstrous threads. Be extra careful when you rent that cabin or lace up those hiking boots to go where the wild things are. Going home for the holidays instead? Family isn’t always who you think they are. But put up the tree and go find the ornaments. There’s nothing scary in the attic.
A word to the wise: sleep in on Black Friday.

Just in time for the holidays, Black Mare Books unleashes twelve more twisted tales from Artemis Greenleaf, Holly Dey, and A.B. Richards.
Put on your jaunty red scarf and go for a walk in a winter wonderland. Visit with a neighbor—what could go wrong? Traveling with family is always an adventure. If you survive. After you finish chatting with that strange lady at the office Christmas party, go for a long weekend campout in the woods. The dark, foreboding woods where secrets lurk between the trees.
A word to the wise: don’t pick up every shiny object you find.

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Black Mare Books returns with a fourth serving of holiday horror from Artemis Greenleaf, A. B. Richards, Pandora Martindale, and Holly Dey. These tales drag yuletide cheer through frostbitten folklore, cursed rituals, and the long shadows of guilt.
Inside, you’ll hike forbidden trails, dig shallow graves, and follow a carol straight into hell. Haunted construction sites, infernal HR departments, mysterious bears, porch pirates—each story twists familiar holiday symbols into something uncanny. From picture frames that foresee disaster to Grandma’s house with a destination no one expects, some gifts should never be opened.
A word to the wise: The worst thing under the tree might be wrapped in the prettiest paper.
