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FAQ: What are the most visited pages on this website and how many visits do they get?

Several years ago, I wrote an article on how to write different types of magic uses, or rather how I personally write various types of magic users within the context of my Quaraun books. Today that page is one of my top ten most visited articles. It gets 50 to 500 views/reads/hits/visits per day depending on the time of the years and has had over 200k visits total since it was published.

Amphibious Aliens: Debunking The Atwater Family's Alien Abduction Hoax with more then 30MILLION reads since 2007 and The GoldenEagle: Debunking Stephen King's World's Most Haunted Car Hoax with over tenMILLION reads since 2007 still rank as the two most visited articles on my website, but, neither of those are writing related.

Writing Medieval Servants is my most visited writing related article with over 7MILLION reads.

This website was started in 1996 and has 1 to 3 new articles (all written by me, I am the only writer on this site) published almost daily. In 2017 we crossed ten thousand articles published. As of 2023, EACH article gets MINIMUM 10 to 70 reads PER DAY, with the high traffic articles getting 500+ reads per day.

And since December 2019, my website now gets three hundred thousand to 7 million reads per month - well over ONE HUNDRED MILLION PAGE READS PER YEAR, making it not only the single most trafficked site in the State of Maine, but also one of the most visited websites in ALL OF NEW ENGLAND!

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The Summoner of Darkness:

Meeting Mallac

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The Adventures of Quaraun The Insane
Volume 11 of 130

The Summoner of Darkness:

Meeting Mallac

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Meeting Mallac

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Unicorn called for the waiter to bring Quaraun a jug of ale, then went back to his argument with ZooLock. Quaraun ate quietly as he listened to the Phooka and the Thullid argue. Quaraun was so intently listening to his companions argument that he did not notice the young human soldier stride up to their table and stare intently at the three non-humans. Quaraun, as he did in every tavern, was not sitting in any of the chairs, stools, or benches provided by the tavern, but rather was sitting on an ornate, gold gilded, throne, covered with pink velvet cushions.

ZooLock," Quaraun interupted them.


"Your argument bores me."

"He is the one..."

"Go find me some food."

"Yes, my Lady."

"Stop calling me that."

ZooLock slipped out of his seat and set out to find food for the wizard.

With ZooLock gone looking for the food Quarun had requested, Unicorn turned his attention to the Elf.

"Eating Humans would be option," Unicorn said.

“Why are you sitting on a throne?” The solider asked.

“I'm a king.”

“Not a queen?”

“I'm the Grand High Emperor of the Triple Planets.”

“You're what?”

“I'm the...”

“You're hair's touching the floor,” the young man said not letting Quaraun finish.

“Yes. I know. I have not cut my hair in three hundred years.”

“Are those real?”

The Human reached out and pulled on Quaraun's foot long ears.

“Stop that!”

Quaraun slapped the Human.

“How dare you touch me!” Quaraun screamed hysterically. ”No body touches me! I do not like being touched.”

“Are you an Elf?”

Quaraun was still screaming and not listening to the soldier.

Unicorn looked up at the young man and exclaimed: "Oh my! A tasty looking human. Look how him justs, brings hisself right over to us table for me to eats him!" 

"You are not eating the humans," Quaraun scolded.

"Oh pooh! Suck a cock dick damn it! Yis one what can nah food ya wants. Eating Humans would be option," Unicorn said.

"If I was going to eat Humans, I wouldn't pick these distatfeul..."

“Do you eat Humans?” The wide eyed Human asked.

"I'm sorry," Quaraun said to the young man, who appeared to be a soldier. "What?"

"You were talking about eating Humans."

"I'm an Elf."


"We don't eat anything that was ever once alive."


The man thought silently for a moment.

"And him?" He pointed to Unicorn.

"He's a Faerie, their ways are different." 

"I've never seen any of you before," the soilder said.

"No," Quaraun answered. "We just arrived. We only stopped for a meal and a place to sleep for a few hours. I hurt my leg outside of town, otherwise we wouldn't have stopped at all. I need to rest before we can continue. We will be on our way once we are done eating. Except he's never done eating, so we could be here a while."

The man looked around the room nervously, as though hoping to not be overheard, then pulled a chair up to their table and whispered to Quaraun: "You're new in town, right?”

“Yes. I just said as much. You weren't listening.”

“That means you didn't commit the murders." 

"Murders?" Quaraun asked.

"Sssshhhhhh. Not so loud." The man looked around the room, then whispered: "I need your help." 

"Our help?" 


"You don't even know who we are." 

"I know you are not murderers." 

Unicorn burst out laughing. He laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed and then fell out of his chair and continued laughing while laying on the floor.

"What's wrong with him?" The man asked.

"He's a Faerie," Quaraun said. "They do that." 

"Oh." The man watched the Faerie as he continued to lay on the floor laughing uncontrollably.

"You were saying you needed our help?" Quaraun asked.


Quaraun kicked Unicorn. 

"Stop it," he said to the Phooka. 

Unicorn stopped laughing for a few seconds, and then started laughing again. 

"Is he all right?" 

"Oh, yes, he's fine. Faeries are very emotional creatures. Ignore him and continue, please."

"My name is Mallac. I am the chief of the Burgermeister's guards and he has assigned me to solve the mystery of the recent murders, but I'm no detective. I don't know what I'm doing, I don't know who I can trust, I need help..." 

Unicorn sat up and pulled himself back up into his chair and said: "Un ya t'inks we looks likes, we be good upstanding, trustworthy, un-cannibalistic, non-murderous citizens willing for to helps ya, eh?" 


"What be tripping ya up, dat we is cannibalistic or dat we is murderers?" 

Mallac stared bugged eyed at Unicorn then sent a questioning glance back to Quaraun.

"Faerie," Quaraun said. "They say the first thing that comes out of their mouths, without stopping to think about what it is or how it sounds. Please, ignore him and continue with your story."

Quaraun popped a truffle into his pink painted mouth and waited for Mallac to continue.

"I don't know who I can trust and I've heard Elves are compassionate and willing to help those in need." 

Unicorn started laughing again.

"Ya heard... hahahaha! Elves! Hahahaha!"


"Quaraun? Compassionate? Ha ha! Un willing to help! Ho ho, heh, ha!"

Mallac turned back to Quaraun. 

"Faerie," Quaraun said.

"You are an Elf aren't you?" 

"Yes. I am an Elf, but he's right. Faerie or no. You shouldn't trust strangers, not even an Elf. Especially not me."

"Why not?" 

"Why not trust strangers or why not trust Elves?" 

“Why not trust Elves.”

“There do exist cannibalistic murdering Elves.”



“Have you ever met one?”

“You're talking to one.”

“I am?”


“Where is it?”

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What did you do today to step closer to that goal?
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By EelKat Wendy C Allen

Eye of the GrigoriIf you ever made fun of or had any part in the destruction of my farm, and the illegal selling of half of my land to Colliard, you shall lose your land.
tent2.JPGIf you ever made fun of or had any part in my being homeless since 2006 - YES, I AM still homeless in 2023, you shall become homeless.
eelkats_house_before_after.jpgIf you ever made fun of or had any part in the backhoe driving over my house, you shall lose your house.
home again the return of the goldeneagle dodge 330If you ever made fun of or had any part in my car being cut in half, you shall lose your car.
volvo-art-car-eelkat-Dazzling-Razzbury-3-artist-wendy-c-allen-painting3.pngIf you ever made fun of or had any part in my becoming crippled, you shall lose your health.
If you ever made fun of or had any part in the murder of my son, your child shall die an equally horrible death.

Evil men go out of their way to try to drive a person to suicide.

Are you an evil man?

Are you sure you're not?

How many people have YOUR hate filled words killed?

Next time you go to do a mean thing to a fellow human, stop and really think about the consequences of your actions.

Did you ever notice how every one has a story to tell about me, yet not one of them ever speaks the truth?

What lies has YOUR gossiping tongue spread about me?

Did you know...

October 16, 2006, bomb blew up my house because of YOUR lies.

August 8, 2013, the house which replaced the one the bomb blew up, was driven over by a backhoe.

November 14, 2013, my 8 month old infant son was murdered because of your lies.

November 14, 2013, I was beaten up, paralized for 5 months, spent 18 weeks relearning to walk, I'm now crippled for the rest of my life, because of YOUR lies.

Are you proud of what you have done?

Enjoy your eternity in Hell. You earned it. You've certainly worked hard for it.


If you have any information about any of these events, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322

Quaraun blinked and waited for the Human's brain to register what he had said, but, Humans, being the idiots they are, this one being more idiotic then most, never once thought that Quaraun might possibly be referring to himself. Quaraun popped another truffle into his mouth, then straightened a few of the many rings that sat sparkling on his fingers.

"You don't know who I am do you?" Quaraun finally asked.

"No. Should I?"

"I don't know. Soilders tend to be the ones who put up the wanted posters and read the Guild's most wanted of the week messages."

"Yes, but..."

"You'd think if any one knew a pink robed, Moon Elf wizard, it'd be a Burgermiester's guard, right?"


"You've never heard of The Pink Necromancer before have you?"

"No. Should I have?"

"You don't ever read those wanted posters you put up around the town then?"

"No. Why would I? It's not like anyone new ever comes to these parts. We're East. Everyone is heading West."

"That's true."

“We don't get many Elves around here.”


“We do have a gang half-Elves in town. Strange men. Wizards. Keep to themselves. Live in that creepy tower outside of town.”


"But you are an Elf?" 

"I am a Moon Elf. You mentioned the tower..." 

"Oh good. I wasn't sure. I'd never seen an Elf like you before." 

"Because he's a Moon Elf," ZooLock pointed out. "Last of his kind."

"Yes I heard...uhm...her...him?" Mallac leaned closer to Quaraun. "I'm sorry. Are you a male Elf?" 

“Do you think I'm a male Elf?”

"Yes. Uhm. I think. I thought you were a female when I started talking to you. I mean you look like... but your voice, you don't... you sound like... "

“I'm a male Elf with a female Jellyfish living in my brain. The Elf in me died centuries ago. The Jelly controls my body. I have the mind, spirit, and soul of a female. I just have the misfortune of living in a male body.”

“You're insane aren't you?”

“Yes, actually I am. I'm Quaraun the Insane, that's what everyone calls me these days. It's the name they put on the wanted posters. 'Quaraun the Insane: World's Most wanted Criminal. Extremely dangerous. Aproach with caution. Neceromancer. Always wears pink.” 

“So are you male or female?”

“Does it matter?”

“Uuuhhmm... Why wouldn't it?”

“The only person who needs to know what my biological gender is, is the person I choose to sleep with. It only matters what sex I am to some one who wants to fuck me. And then it only matters if I actually want them to fuck me. He's the only the one allowed to fuck me.” Quaraun pointed to Unicorn. “And so he's the only one who needs to know what gender I physically am.”

“And that would be?”

“You want me to lift up my skirts and show you what I got between my legs?”

"Oh, uhm.. no...I thought... I'm sorry.... I didn't mean... I'm... I... I've never seen an Elf like you before. But the way you're dressed and the make up and jewellery, you look..." 

"No, you were right to think I was a female...I do not dress as a male."

"Oh, well... uhm...why do you dress like a woman? If you don't mind my asking." 

"I am a wizard of the Di'Jinn order. This is how we dress. We reject the gender of our birth, to embody the soul of both genders." 

“I don't understand.”

“I'm a Thullid.”

“A what?”

“THAT is a Thullid.”

Quaraun pointed to ZooLock, who was just then using his longest tentacles to steal food off the plates of the next table.

“That's one of those squid headed Chaos Demons.”

“Yes. They are called Thullids.”

“You don't have a squid head.”

“No. Not all Thullids do. There are different types of Thullids. Some are Squids. Some are Octopus. Some are Cuttlefish. Some are Sea Cucumbers. Some are Lobsters. Some are Eels. I'm a Jellyfish. I will never get any bigger then the size of an apple, and therefore I will never grow large enough to have to hatch out of my host's body. I will forever look like an Elf. I will never have a Squid head. I'm not a Squid Thullid. I'm a Jelly Thullid. I am beautiful pink Jellyfish with long feathery purple ruffled tentacles...”

"So, you ARE insane.”

Quaraun sighed and went back to eating melba toast.

“But, you're a wizard, right? You said something about being a Genie."

"DiJinn. Yes," Quaraun sounded annoyed at having been interrupted. "I am a wizard of the Di'Jinn order..."

"So you ARE a wizard."

"I'm a Di'Jinn wizard."

"How is that differant from any other wizard?" 

"It make him a elitist, egotistical wizard," Unicorn chirped.

"Will you go turn yourself into a Unicorn, run into a tree, and knock yourself out for a while?" Quaraun said to Unicorn.

Unicorn simply raised his mug, saluted the Elf and went back to drinking.

"He's a Moon Elf," ZooLock said to Mallac.

"Yes, I heard him..." Mallac started to answer.

"Why are you drinking that?" Quaraun demanded of Unicorn. "You're a Lich. You can't get drunk and you know it."

"No," Unicorn laughed. "But it annoyances ya un dat do be fun."

"Why can't he get drunk?" Mallac asked.

"He's dead!" Quaraun screamed.



"I thought you said he was a Faerie."

"He is a Faerie."

"But you just said he was dead."


"I think I'm confused."

"Of course you are. You're a Human. I'm a Necromancer. He's a dead Faerie. What is there to be confused about?" 

"But he's...he's...he's...uhm..."

"What?" Unicorn smiled trying not to start laughing again. "I sitting here, talking, laughing, drinking, not rotting in the grave being eat up by maggots wherest I shouldsest be?" 

"Well, yeah..."

"He done tolds ya already, he bes a wizard of the Di'Jinn order. Did ya really expects of him to not has a dead thing sitting here with him?" 


"Ya does'na knows what a Di'Jinn wizard is does ya?" Unicorn asked.

"You're dead?" Was all Mallac could think to say.

"He's a Moon Elf," ZooLock said once again.

"Yes, I heard you before." 

"Ya do'na know who he is being, doose ya?" Unicorn said while trying to stifle a snicker.

"Should I?" 

"I am a Moon Elf," Quaraun said plainly as he began spreading chocolate sauce, pickle slices, and apricot preserves on his biscuits.

"A Moon Elf who likes, BoomFuzzy's chocolate covered apricots...and right now with extra pickles and ice cream. Boy is ya eating weird things lately, Quaraun."

"Does that mean some thing?" 

"The Moon Elves are extinct," Quaraun answered. "They went extinct centuries ago."

"If they went extinct then how can you..."

"It means, that I am Quaraun the Insane, Last of the Moon Elves..." 


"Yes. Insane."

"So you're like crazy or something?" 

"Or something. I am Quaraun the Insane, Last of the Moon Elves, Ruler of the Di'Jinn, Murderer of Gibedon the Great, Master of the Dead, Commander of the Lich Lords, Resurector of the Black Dragon, most powerful and most feared Necromancer of all time. I am the most feared wizard on the planet. Lover to the Elf Eater of Pepper Valley. Grand High Emperor of the Triple Planets..." 





"Huh. Never heard of you."

Quaraun sighed and went back to eating his meal. 

“Can you help us?” Mallac asked the Elf.

"Tell me what you want." 

"I need your help..." 

"You said that...

"I'm the chief of the guards, of the..." 

"You said that too. If you don't stop annoying me and needlessly interrupting my meal, I'm going to feed you to my Unicorn."

"You have a unicorn too?" 

Quaraun sighed again. 

"Humans are such idiots,” he muttered. “Just tell me what you want." 

"There have been murders..." 

"And you are not a detective, yes I know, you already said all of that. But what do you expect me to do about it?" 

"You're an Elf." 

"Yes, we have established that." 

"And a wizard." 

"Yes. Of the Di'Jinn order, as I have already told you. You're not telling me anything I don't already know." 

"So you are smarter then an average Elf." 

"Of course, I am. I'm smarter then everyone. I'm the Grand High..." 

"Un arrogant," Unicorn added.

"And you are a Necromancer, you can call up the dead and find out who killed them." 

“I can what?”

“You can call up the dead and find out who killed them." 

"Well, That's debatable, but we'll go with that for the moment, except you did not know that I was a wizard or Necromancer, when you first asked for my help. So what did you think I could do then?" 

Just then two more Humans, entered the tavern.

"Have you found anything?" one asks Mallac.

"No, but there are three strangers, just arrived in town. They know nothing of the murders. They know no one in town. I thought, perhaps, because they have no connections, no bias, no motives, They could help us. They have nothing to hide, no reason to lie to us."

Two more men, entered the tavern and joined the other three. The five town guards exchanged updates on their progress, or lack there of, and then discussed Mallac's suggestion that Quaraun, Unicorn, and ZooLock help them.

"They are talking about us," Unicorn said to Quaraun.

"Every one always talks about us, Unicorn. You should be used to it by now." 

"I does not like people talking about us."

"Calm down, Unicorn."

"I wants to eats them." 

"We are not here to eat the villagers, Unicorn." 

"They are annoying ya." 

"We don't eat things that annoy us." 

"Ya said I could eat things that annoyed ya."

"A lot of things annoy me."

"Ya ate yar father."

Quaraun glared at Unicorn.

"What? Ya did."

Quaraun sighed and went back to his meal.

Mallac came back to their table. 

"Will you help us?" 

“Solve a murder?”


"Do we have choice?" 

Eye of The Grigoi
Eye of the Watchers
Eye of God
Hand of God
Eye of Protection
Evil Eye
Gypsy Curse

"Well, we can't force you, but we could lock you in irons if you refuse."

"Oh! Goody!" Unicorn began clapping excitedly. "Chain him up. I can fucks him better that way!" 

"UNICORN!" Quaraun screamed.

"What? Ya likes being chained up while I fuck ya un ya knows it." 


"Ya do." 

"Do you?" Mallac asked.

"He does," ZooLock answered.

"Did I give you permission to talk?" Quaraun growled at the Thullid.

ZooLock recoiled his tentacles and went back to nervously signing psalms of praise to the Sacred Pink Jelly Fish.

"Can we get back to the murders?" Quaraun asked Mallac. 

"He does no like talking about hims sex life," Unicorn said to Mallac. "I on the other hand, loves ta talk about it."

Quaraun ignored Unicorn. 

"Who was killed? How? When? Where? Why? Can you use your idiotically, stupid, useless Human brain long enough to tell me that much at least?" 

Mallac pulled out a map and rolled it out on the table. The map was simple, not to scale, and badly weathered. Mallac pointed out the locations of each murder, in the order which they have occurred.

"It was a ritual killing," Mallac said. "We are sure of it. Each victim was cut palm to palm, all the way up the arms and across the neck. They were each left face down, left to bleed straight into the ground. There was no obvious trails in the dirt. It appears the bodies were killed where they were found and not brought from elsewhere. Until tonight, it had been one victim each night, but this time there were two deaths." 

Mallac sat back and stared at Quaraun, waiting for the Elf to say something.

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Volume 11 of 130
The Summoner of Darkness
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Volume 11: The Summoner of Darkness

Back from the dead, once again with Unicorn in tow, and now with the Thullid priest ZooLock his prisoner shackled in chains, Quaraun is headed back to The Screaming Unicorn Tavern in Old Orchard Beach, but finds himself cursed with endless bad luck, as one thing after another drops out of the sky in his path.

Highwaymen, hellhounds, a turtle as big as a house, fire breathing butterflies, a train station from the 20th century, and a strange glow-in-the-dark demonic wizard with pockets full of sheep, who sits in a red armchair in poppy field in the 1400s reading 1980s spellbooks books by Gary Gaygax.

Quaraun goes head to head against The Gremlin, a time traveling wizard from the future who refuses to allow the Pink Necromancer back into Old Orchard Beach, where since his last visit, an evil Sorcerer named HellBorne has erected a giant cursed lighthouse known as The Black Tower.

ZooLock however has other plans, and while 4 rival wizards tear up the town in a wizard's duel, the Squid Headed Aliens From Neptune's Moon and their armies of JellyFish worshiping cultists arrive in town to preform a ritual that will unleash an Elder Brain Chaos Demon, known as The Sacred Pink JellyFish on the world. Too bad they didn't know she was already in town.

NOTE: Most of this novel will be available as free to read online.

Please Note: The Quaraun Series Is Rated M18+ and you must be 18 or older to buy it.

Most pages on are about writing Yaoi, and thus probably is NSFW; reader discretion is advised.

Why is the Quaraun Series Rated M18+?

Quaraun is a character I play in Dungeons & Dragons. Like most every other novel in the series, this novel is based off the notes taken from an actual game play session.

The Summoner of Darkness is based off the Dungeons & Dragons Campaign: The Murder of the Seven Points by Erik Yaple.

If you are a Dungeon Master interested in running a game using this story, the game guide used is this one here --->>>

List Of Sample Chapters
Available To Read Online:

Introducing GhoulSpawn

The Cultists and The Coming of The Darkness

EelKat and The Kats of Planet Ptarmagin

The Moon Elves of Ivujivik

A Letter To Home

HellBorne and The Missing Sacrificial Sheep

The Return of ZooLock


Another Letter To Home


The Half-Elf Thief With Pockets Full of Sheep

The Gremlin's Warning

"I am Very Concerned About Blueberries." - Back At The Blueberry Plains of The Screaming Unicorn Inn

A Field of Fire Breathing Butterflies

A Field of Poppies On The Road To Witch Pond

The Road To Witch Pond (Part 2)

The Road To Witch Pond (Part 3)

Santa's Dead Floating Body

The Pumpkins Are Following Us

A Third Letter To Home

The Abandoned Cathedral

A Piano Fell From The Sky


The Glow-In-The-Dark Sun Elf Who Fell From The Sky

GhoulSpawn and Quaraun Trapped With A Phooka

Night Terrors

"Him not hurt. Him just cry baby."

The Pregnant Jelly Fish

The Banshee Sisters: Bean-Nighe and Ben-Neeyah In the Swamp of Death

A Fourth Letter To Home - The Masochistic Elf With Stockholm Syndrome

Stay Wid Us Too Lang, Ya Go Crazy Wid Us

The Black Lighthouse

Strange Nightmares

Pumpkins Again

The River Boat Man-Woman

The Strange Village or I Love The Smell Of Decomposing Bodies In The Morning

Food Fight In a Funeral Home

The Golden Rooster

Shrimp Dinners 

Meeting Mallac

A Serial Killer at Large

The Summoner of Darkness

Corsets, Elves, and Undead Faeries.

Visiting The Scene of Murder #1 With An UnGelded Stallion

I Never Wanted To Be a Wizard

Sheep Again

The Sixth Letter To Home

The Fetishes of Phookas

Back At The Tavern and Still No Shrimp

A Tavern Scene Part 1 - "Ever heard of a chastity cage?"

A Tavern Scene Part 2 - Drunk Elves, Shrimp Dinners, and Dungeon Masters From The Future

A Tavern Scene Part 3 - Quaraun, Unicorn, GhoulSpawn, - Time Travel, Chastity Cages, and Whores

He Kills People With Candy (The 7th Letter To Home)

ZooLock Again - Off To Talk to Merchants About Murder #2

Three Days, Three Murders, & Still No Shrimp Dinners

Tumbling Down Stairs With Slutty Elves and Angry Liches

The Missing Children Bean-Nighe and Ben-Neeyah Warned Of

Explosions From The Sea

A Hurricane Hits The Lighthouse

The Blind Phooka

You Always See The Pony?

Murder #4 & Questions About The Black Tower

Pumpkins, Blueberries, and Shrimp

The Thullids Arrive In Town

Investigating Murder #5

ZooLock's Thullid Cultists

Where Are You Hiding That Horse?

Murder #6 - The Red Herring Murder

Murder #6 - The Real Murder

The First Try At Entering Black Tower

The Black Tower's Garden of Death

The Hostess Twinkie Aisle of Biddeford Wal-Mart

Elves In Chandeliers

Aardsvorkus Muddsburge & The Crystal cave of Time and Necromancy

The Train Station

Back At The Tavern

Mallac and The Murder Weapon

Mallac And The Shambling Dead - No Spell Is Ever without A Price

Why is there an elephant in my bed?

"Kcuf! Kcuf! Kcuf! Kcuf! Kcuf! Kcid a kcus! Kcuf!"

Another Night, Another Murder (Murder #7)

HellBorne The Evil, Lord of Black Tower


"My first thought was, where would a three year old put your bag of holding?"

The Oozing Plate Of Sugar Cookies Bludgeoned By The Courageous Alien Being Chased By A Bloodthirsty Crazed Celebrity Chef

The Map of The Town

Elwin and The Town Full of Dead Children

Glimmer Monks wear nothing underneath their robes...

Can Unicorns conceal themselves amongst normal horses and pick them off in secret?

The Thullids Are Gathering Around The Golden Rooster

A Bag Full of Pickled Jellyfish

Back At Black Tower

The Bottomless Pit

I'm HellBorne The Evil, Lord of Black Tower, of The Castle of Blood and Death

Necromancers Don't Wear Pink

BoomFuzzy's Evil Army of Blood Thirsty Marshmallow Tutti-Frutti Fuzzy Wuzzy Fluffy Bunnies

The Cult of The Sacred Pink Jelly Fish

The Pregnant Jellyfish and The Murdered Half-Elf

The Wrath of The Pink Necromancer

Darkness Falls

Back To Black Tower Again

The Ptarmagin Kats of Space Dock 13

On Board The VISION-D8

Elwin Again (The End?)

Did You Know?

The Summoner of Darkness is the first time The Gremlin, EelKat, Lyxiana, Bela, and Spriggan (all characters from the original 1978 edition of Friends Are Forever, Volume 1 of The Twighlight Manor Series) make appearances in The Quaraun series.

While most of the Quaraun series is written with Quaraun as the only point of view character, EelKat, the primary point of view character of the Twighlight Manor series, alternates with Quaraun as a point of view character in Summoner of Darkness.

The novel tells 2 stories side by side, with all odd numbered chapters telling Quaraun's version of the story in the 1400s, and all even numbered chapters being written as letters from EelKat in the 1980s to her sister Lynxian.

EelKat is a 4th wall meta breaking narrator.

Answering Reader Questions:
GhoulSpawn's Sheep Explained

A staple in every story that features GhoulSpawn, is his glittering technicolour herd of sheep, that gather around him to listen as he reads Dungeon's & Dragons manuals, while sitting in a red armchair, in the middle of some field.

I own the red chair, btw, which you see me sitting in in my BookTube videos while I read. You can see it in this video here:

The 2 most common reader questions asked about GhoulSpawn are:

  1. What the hell is it with the sheep? They don't serve any plot point and seem to be there for no reason at all. What the hell?
  2. Does GhoulSpawn have sex with his sheep or not?

The first story to feature Gremlin as a main character was The Wild Years, published in 1987. In this story he is a member of PETA on a mission to shut down Procter & Gamble, after encountering a local sheep farm that supplies lambs for Iams dogfood. In the slaughterhouse on the farm is a conveyor belt, onto which baby lambs are herded, then dropped into a grinder where they are chopped up while still alive.

If you have a stomach strong enough to view such things, you can see BOTH the Proctor & Gamble animal by-product grinder and McDonald's hamburger making grinder in this video here, which shows it being used on baby chickens and baby cows.

(The chicken grinder shown in this video is P&G's Iams dog food processing plant and the cow grinder seen here are Mcdonald's hamburgers be made for you.)

Please be warned, this anti-war, human rights, and animal rights protest video shows EXTREMELY GRAPHIC real life footage of poachers, slaughterhouses, human trafficing, KKK attacks, beheaded ISIS victims, and children killed by landmines.


Back to GhoulSpawn, the series' resident uber extreme animal rights activist...

This was a very real farm and a very real machine which I had seen when I was 8 years old, and was the reason I became an animal rights activist and a vegetarian. This aspect of GhoulSpawn's character, his being a vegan animal rights activist with a vendetta against P&G is based off my own life. (If you did not know, I am the founder of the real world Procter & Gamble Boycott and many of the Twighlight Manor books were written specifically for the boycott, thus why a character like The Gremlin took centre stage.)

Readers came to know that if Gremlin was in the story, so too would be references to the evils of Procter & Gamble, Iams dogfood's horrific sheep grinding machine, and mysterious disappearing sheep, along with his random ramblings against McDonald's, Burger King, and other giants in the animal abuse industry.

Unfortunately for GhoulSpawn, he's often rambling on deaf ears, as Quaraun, Unicorn, and others from the 1400s, have no way to comprehend the future atrocities being described by the time traveller. The reactions of people from the 1400s varies from thinking GhoulSpawn is a raving lunatic (thus why he is dubbed "GhoulSpawn the Crazed") to people understanding that he has seen something which has horribly upset him and feeling pity for him, but not really being able to understand exactly what he is talking about.

And then, when he can't get people to listen to him, he starts pulling sheep out of his pockets, not realizing that back in the 1400s he's surrounded by superstitious people who view magic, Wizards, and such things as evil sorcery and people practicing them as witches to be burned and destroyed. As a teenager from the 1970s, GhoulSpawn has as much trouble comprehending the 1400s mind as they have comprehending him.

As no one but GhoulSpawn can get anything out of or even see anything in his pockets, he can safely stuff sheep in his pockets and then innocently stand there while people run around like mad trying to figure out where all the sheep are disappearing to. He'll stuff another sheep in his pockets every time no one is looking and will continue to do this until the entire herd is gone/in his pockets. At which point he'll then jump back in his 1974 AMC Gremlin, fly back to the 1400s and set the sheep loose in green pastures.

GhoulSpawn has a particular affinity for Cotswold sheep, and his habit of stealing/rescuing sheep and taking them to the past, is used as an explanation for why Cotswolds were so very overpopulated in Medieval times, yet today are considered an endangered species.

Over the years it became a running gag in the series for other characters to bully and tease Gremlin claiming he had a sex fetish for sheep. However, GhoulSpawn does not have sex with his sheep and often seen deeply upset over the accusation. Because most people in the 1400s do not believe GhoulSpawn is a time traveller from the future, they say that he made up his story of rescuing sheep from "the gambler" to cover up habits of beasillity. Quaraun and Unicorn remain two of the only people to believe GhoulSpawn's story as he has taken them to the future and they have seen the things he speaks of for themselves.

The reason for GhoulSpawn's obsession with sheep, is a secret he rarely reveals and is known only to his closet friends: while the series often bills him as a half-Elf, leaving people to assume in also half-Human, is is rather instead half-Demon, specifically he is an Uruisg, which is a Scottish Sheep Demon, a man with the upper body of a man and the lower body of a Cotswold sheep.

In keeping with the actual Irish, Welsh, and Scottish folklore about Uruisg, GhoulSpawn is somewhat of a trickster and causes chaos to ensure whenever he is around. Also like the actual folklore he is a notorious thief and pickpocket, compulsively unable to control his urge to simply pick up and take every shiny object he sees.

Who Is GhoulSpawn?

This is the first time GhoulSpawn appears using the name GhoulSpawn. In previous volumes he was using the name Glinta instead.

In the Twighlight Manor series he is known as The Gremlin.

Quaraun's teenaged lover GhoulSpawn is a "natural born" Sorcerer. He is a half-Elf/half Demon. 

GhoulSpawn's father was an evil Demon who commanded an army of Ghouls. Because of this, he was known simply as "The Ghoul". 

GhoulSpawn's mother was a Sun Elf whom had fallen in love with The Ghoul, but was forbidden by her family to have contact with him. She in turn ran away with her Demon lover, thus causing a war between Elves and Demons.

The Sun Elves tell a story of how their Princess was kidnapped and raped by the Ghoul, thus she gave birth to the Spawn of the Ghoul. Though his mother named him Glinta, she died while he was still very young, and his Elven kin, took to calling him GhoulSpawn as a way to brand him not one of them.

GhoulSpawn is an interdimensional time traveller, because he is unable to remain in any one time, place or dimension long, because he was born in the Hell Dimension, which exists outside of the realm of time and space as we know it. The Ghoul tried to escape the Sun Elves by going to the distant future (1974) and leaving his half-Elf son and the boy's mother there to live among a band of LSD addicted hippie Humans whom drove a 1974 AMC Gremlin.

The Sun-Elves eventually found their missing she-Elf and brought her back to the 1400s where she belonged, but she refused to leave her half-Demon son behind.

After his mother's death, GhoulSpawn was made a servant to his High Elf step-father and full blooded Elf step siblings, all of whom abused him and treated him like a slave. He grew up constantly being told he, because he was only a half-Elf, was unloved and unwanted and should have been killed at birth, resulting in the very low self esteem he has.

Neither Demons nor half-Elves are considered welcomed members of society, both being forced to live in small tribal groups on the outskirts of civilization. Both are often stoned to death or hung if they dare set foot in a city.

GhoulSpawn being both a Demon and a half-Elf is doubly mistreated by the majority of the world's population. He takes to travelling with Quaraun because Quaraun simply accepts GhoulSpawn as he is and is not bothered by being seen in the company of either a Demon or a half-Elf.

There are several instances when people try to bully GhoulSpawn and Quaraun (a high ranking full-blooded aristocratic High Elf) is quick to stand up for him, protecting and defending the half-Elf. Quaraun is often classified by other Elves as "insane" simply because he is willing to be friends with a half-Elf.

GhoulSpawn has a speech impediment which lessens when he is relaxed and grows worse the more nervous or frightened he becomes.

Around calm laid back characters like Quaraun, GhoulSpawn speaks without difficulty. However around domineering, headstrong, or bullying characters such as Unicorn or HellBorne, GhoulSpawn develops a stutter, making it difficult for him the get to the end of a sentence. 

Because he is a Demon, GhoulSpawn was born with natural magical abilities, making him a rare "natural born wizard" or sorcerer.

GhoulSpawn is typical of a Sorcerer in the Quaraun series, in that he has Demon blood, was thus born with a Demon's natural ability to cast magic on some levels, has taking to self-teaching himself how to control the magic powers he was born with, is outcast from society because of his link to Demons, and is generally not well thought of, even though he is not in any way evil, and is in fact the only part of the cast who could be considered anything close to being a Hero.

Being a time traveller, there are times when Quaraun encounteres both GhoulSpawn and his future counterpart Gremlin in the same novel.

This is the first novel in the series to feature multiple versions of GhoulSpawn in a single novel.

GhoulSpawn remains one of the most hated and most loved characters in the series. People who dislike him, absolutely despise him and have gone so far as to request I remove his character from the series entirely. While people who love him, often cite him as their favourite character and often request I add him into more stories more often.

For the people who don't like him, I'm sorry, but he remains one of my favourite characters of the series and he's not going anywhere.

For the people who want to see more of him: there are plans to make changes to several stories in the series to include him in the future editions, more often.

You can find out more about GhoulSpawn here:

Did You Know:
Summoner of Darkness
was written on location at the real Witch Pond?

Meet The Real Witch Hole Pond:

If You Want To Visit Witch Hole Pond For Yourself, Here Are The Directions To It: 
(Address is: Witch Hole Pond, Carriage Road, Mt. Desert Island, Acadia National Park, Bar Harbour, Maine)

Interview With EelKat
While Walking On The Real Road To
Witch Hole Pond In Bar Harbour, Maine

A Real Turtle In Witch Hole Pond:

A Bald Eagle Bathing In Witch Hole Pond:

And the swamp just before the pond...

Driving Park Loop Road Around Witch Hole Pond...

And climbing Bubble Rock Mountain overlooking Witch Hole Pond...

This novel was originally written in: 2014 - 2016