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From the Prologue

“Snow pellets blow white across the boulevard and up onto the wide, night-shadowed porch of the house just in the center of the block. Inside, past leaded glass doors and heavy oak furnishings, something moves.

“Up the polished mahogany staircase, and up yet another flight to the third story something moves that has no breath, no warmth, no life.

“There is a narrow passageway to the attic, locked behind a heavy door with steel bands. The shadow pauses at the door only long enough to pass cold fingers over the padlock. It falls heavily to the floor and the door opens. The shadow passes through, as quietly as a midnight breeze in an icy cold forest. Here, no light at all warms the creaking steps. It is darker than the inside of death.

“In the attic, the bitter, knifing cold whirls and eddies around shapeless mounds of old memorabilia and the shadow moves silently to a dormer window. Cobwebs—spun by industrious spiders long dead—are brushed aside and a single candle is placed on the sill. And in the darkness a flame is struck.

“Outside, the wind falls off to nothing, and snow drifts listlessly to the ground. The candle flickers briefly and catches, burning a pinprick hole in the vastness of the night.

“Far out to sea, a single cry begins and then falls silent.

“And in the dormer window, where the shadow has settled down to wait, the candle flares brightly and then goes out.

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In this book, written in the style of Stephen King, two young people on vacation in a small New England seacoast town battle unspeakable horror and solve a hundred-year-old mystery. Fourteen Victorian mansions whisper dark secrets among themselves, and a dangerous shadow roams up and down the wide, wintry boulevard in search of new prey.

Nathan and Sarah must fight the powerful forces that inhabit the homes lying along the seawall. They are The Sisters, and they whisper terrible secrets to each other — ensnaring the young couple in a web of terror and suspense.

Will the dark beast that hunts them be successful or will the century-old curse that haunts these mansions spell its doom?The Shadow takes grim delight in its grisly escapades, and has never met a serious threat — until now.


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Hi there:

My name is Don Sloan.

Welcome to my website for The Sisters. This book has been some 40 years in the making. Let me explain.

My wife and I made our first — and only — visit to the charming little Town of Cape May, N,J, in January, 1979. We’d been married about five months.

It was cold and threatening snow. We walked, all bundled up, along the seawall opposite the beautiful old Victorian mansions that line Ocean Street.

And I thought, what if these old homes could talk, telling tales not only of barefoot children trailing sand down wide, oaken front hallways, but of homicidal mania visited upon them by a mysterious serial killer?

And then I thought, what if this person was really a creature from beyond time and space as we know it — a nameless Shadow capable of the most heinous of atrocities, just for its own entertainment — and that of the bloodthirsty Sisters, who coo and whisper up and down the boulevard.

The tale was born and half written — then lay forgotten in a lower desk drawer until I became disabled in my late sixties and had nothing but time on my hands — no work, no driving, nothing except day after day of sitting in my recliner, feeling sorry for myself.

Then my wife Linda handed me the yellowing pages of the manuscript one day and saved my life.

I journeyed back to Cape May via Google Earth and found Nathan’s beachfront home, and Sarah’s — and even Tipton’s — where he held his annual Christmas gala.

But don’t ask — I won’t disclose which mansion is which. I just hope the actual owners and residents don’t mind a good scary story taking place on their premises.

In addition to being a now-active and enthusiastic writer, I am a former journalist for a large metropolitan daily newspaper and also an avid book reviewer, with more than 200 reviews posted on Amazon.

My goal with the Dark Forces Series is to present readers with a new and exciting horror and suspense thriller experience.

And, yes, a sequel is in the works in which Nathan and Sarah return to the shore to find their work is not quite done. In fact, it’s just beginning.

Before that, however, will come another book begun long ago when I was a police reporter in Dallas, Texas, about another evil entity from beyond time. Before he’s done, half the city is dead and the remaining residents are afraid to close their eyes at night.

I currently live in the mountains of Western North Carolina with my wife and, when not writing, enjoy a cold glass of Chardonnay in the evenings, sitting on my back deck.

I hope you enjoy The Sisters and then come back for more. Join my mailing list to receive periodic updates on when my next book is coming out.




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It’s Spring At Last.

We’ve just returned to the mountains of western North Carolina from a trip to Raleigh to see the Carolina Hurricanes play the Dallas Stars — Linda’s favorite hockey team. On the mountain, the trees are still bare and the daffodils are just starting to raise their yellow heads. But off the mountain, as we say …


I cordially dislike Contact forms.

They’re impersonal and designed to thwart bots and unscrupulous web salesfolk.

Here, we offer an old-fashioned option, but with a twist: the tried and true email.

Contact me anytime at don (at) scarysisters (dot) com.

Wait, you say. What’s up with the parentheses?

I don’t mind thwarting a bot or two if they can’t automatically read my email address.

And if you’re trying to sell me something, be forewarned — I report spammers.

Sorry, bots. Sorry spam merchants. Welcome readers.


PS That’s my view from the back deck, down the drive and across the valley…