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Wednesdays: Exploration of the Occult — tracing the evolution of esoteric practices, witchcraft, and the interplay between religion and hidden knowledge. Thursdays: Focus on Vampires — their roots in folklore, symbolism in literature and cinema, and their reflection of human fear and desire. Beyond the livestreams, I host an exclusive Substack podcast — Velvet Bite Radio — released Sundays, Tuesdays, and Fridays. These episodes offer deeper investigations into occult history, cultural symbolism, and conspiracy frameworks that continue to shape the modern imagination. Join me each week ...

Carbs aren't causing your weight gain. Dairy may not be the reason for your upset stomach. And your liver isn't fatty because of the occasional hamburger. It's time to enjoy eating everything again—and to reclaim our health along the way. Eat Everything offers a better alternative to complicated, minimally effective, and highly restrictive diets. Physician Dawn Harris Sherling lays out compelling new evidence implicating food additives as the real culprits behind diet-related diseases and shares simple, actionable advice to heal.

A collection of highly disturbing and deeply original short stories from the master of horror Graham Masterton and rising star Dawn G Harris. A belt adorned with strange markings has the power to strangle anyone who attacks its owner. A man whose wife has been placed into a portrait at the Tate decides to join her on the other side. In these and other unsettling tales, master of horror Graham Masterton and his protegee Dawn G Harris explore the dark side of human nature—from the graphic and violent to the spine-tingling and supernatural.

Twenty-six brand-new tales of ghosts, spirits, and the afterlife to chill even the most hardened listener to their very marrow. Grandmasters and newcomers alike serve well to petrify with stories to keep you lying awake in the dead of night - long after the last of the light has died - listening for that telltale scratching at the door, a soft whisper of disembodied voices, and the icy caress of long-dead fingers upon your ankle.