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ARC SIGN-UP FORM Can you kill an urban legend? Some say the Swing Man still

Can you kill an urban legend? Some say the Swing Man still lurks in the shadows, waiting for his next name to be called. Dare to uncover the truth—sign up now to read Pentlockin...

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Cain Quillman

Cain Quillman

Author

Cain Quillman is a psychological horror author and narrative architect, crafting stories where folklore, trauma, and myth collide with sharp emotional realism. His debut horror short story, The Blanket Snatcher, introduced his signature style — dark, atmospheric fiction that builds unease in quiet, deliberate layers.

His forthcoming novel, Pentlockin, blends psychological suspense with urban legend, earning early comparisons to Jennifer McMahon, Neil Gaiman, and Gillian Flynn. Known for intricate plotting and immersive world-building, Quillman designs narratives like blueprints — every beat, every trapdoor engineered for maximum emotional impact.

Beyond fiction, he has published memoirs exploring fear, survival, and transformation, experiences that infuse his horror with authenticity and emotional depth. His goal is simple: to create stories that haunt, resonate, and demand to be revisited.

The Blanket Snatcher

The Blanket Snatcher - Psychological horror and dark fiction.

A novel that asks - Who is the monster that lurks in the dark?

Late at night, a young...

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The blanket snatcher

Late at night, a young boy lies awake, waiting for the reward his mother promised him. But a creak and shuffle from downstairs twists in his mind, becoming the sounds of a lurking monster creeping closer to his bed. Heart pounding, he clings to his blanket—his only shield against the unseen menace tugging at it. With a pink queen by his side, he fiercely battles with the creature in the dark until victory is his.

A psychological...

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A Muse me. A poem.  Every day I write a pound,Nothing clever or

Every day I write a pound,

Nothing clever or profound.

Up to the sky I roll my eyes,

An arrowed flock to my surprise.

Words swoop in waves of feathers,

Free fall a tip. Sharp and clever.

Alas, my muse upon the quill.

Armed with Structure, Direction, Purpose, and Will.

Act one - make it the best.

Swell the belly. Do not rest.

Firework end. Oh wait - back matter.

About me - yak. A buffoon - It nattered.

Story dead closed. TIme for a nap.

Nightmare Title - Useless Crap.