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Some histories are buried out in the sand.

Some futures have already been written.

GOTHIC HORROR * SCIENCE FICTION *

HISTORICAL SPECULATIVE FICTION

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FEATURED NOVEL:

DEVILS AMONGST US:
The Dead Walk Charleston

The Dead Walk Charleston is a gothic supernatural thriller set in Civil War–era Charleston. As the city teeters on the brink of chaos, blind vagrant Frank is haunted by a vengeful, black-eyed girl named Ahyoka—an ancient being hungry for revenge. When he crosses paths with the immigrant O’Connell family, including fierce daughters Mary and Keena, the living and dead become entangled in a desperate struggle for survival. 

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BLACK
SITES:

The government found something in the desert.
They should have left it buried.

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America was already
starting to tear itself
apart; then the dead
started coming back

DEVILS
AMONGST US:

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FEATURED NOVEL:

BLACK SITE: DUGWAY

Former MMA champion Frank Tyree thought he knew loss—until his adopted brother Michael turns up dead under circumstances that lead straight to Dugway Proving Ground, a shadowy military installation in the Utah desert. What appears as a personal tragedy soon spirals into a dangerous investigation that unearths a vast conspiracy involving alien technology, government cover-ups, and humanity's very future.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Raymond E. Johnstone

"I write about the things that history buried—
things that should have stayed that way."

Military veteran, former nomad, and lifelong storyteller: 
Raymond E. Johnstone writes beyond genre, where history
and fiction blur together, where haunted places, hidden bunkers, and the cracks between worlds reveal what it means to be human and what makes us monsters.

“In less than a heartbeat, she leaped onto his chest. Her weight crushed the breath from him. One small, red-soaked hand pinned him down.
And with the other …
—she plucked out one of his eyes.”

CONTACT

Champ de Mars

5 Av. Anatole France

75007 Paris, France

info@raymondejohnstone.com

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