Some stories, once heard, can never be forgotten. When night falls, do you ever feel a faint breath at the back of your neck? Have you ever heard marbles rolling across the ceiling in an empty room? The Tales That Never End is not a novel. It is an invitation to taboos whispered from person to person in the shadows of the city. Open it, and you will take the place of the reporter who receives his own obituary in the middle of the night. You will investigate the apartment building that appears only on rainy days and become the last person to learn that “they” exist. Remember, once you start reading, a place in the story has already been set aside for you.
(The stories are all fictional. Any resemblance to real life is purely coincidental.)
One update every day. If you readers have any recommendations for ghost stories, please leave them in the comments. I’ll do my best to write them.
