Everything is bigger in Texas — including the horror! A Piney woods meth dealer clones Adolph Hitler. A nightmare exorcist meets an inexorable fiend. An eyeball collector gets collected. The apparition of a lynching victim tracks down his executioners. A Texas lawman is undone by shades of his past. A Baphomet recruits converts as a local summer camp. The tales of the baker's dozen who appear in this anthology demonstrate why everything is scarier in Texas…

For four years now, Bret McCormick and E. R. Bills have been beating the bushes and peering into abandoned wells to seek out the most terrifying tales the Lone Star State has to offer. They have left no stone unturned, no attic unexplored, and no grave undesecrated. And boy howdy, has their diligence has paid off!

A little boy and girl disappear at Bible camp in the Big Thicket. An amateur sleuth discovers the true meaning of the phrase “dead end” in his pursuit of a Lovecraftian imp. A kitchen appliance becomes a portal to another dimension. A Nacogdoches jogger tries a hellish cure for his nicotine addiction. And, an aging, iconic monster confronts an existential quandary in West Texas.... These horrors - and more - await you in this, the fifth volume of Road Kill: Texas Horror by Texas Writers.

Diabolic choppers. A getaway gateway. A Ghostly inheritance. A cemetery daze. A terrifying love bug. A bizarre case of Big Bend bloodshed. Be sure to look both ways before you crack the cover of this terrifying Texas tome because everything is scarier in the Lone Star State! Road Kill is back with a vengeance and bloodlust — with exceptional stories from: Stephen Graham Jones, Jacklyn Baker, Bev Vincent, Patrick C. Harrison, Johnathan Louis Duckworth, E.R. Bills, Lauran J. Campbell, Corey Lamb, Mario E. Martinez, and so many more!

Road Kill 7 is like an awkward family portrait. Apocalyptic Karma stands poised behind a pink curtain. A frustrated cryptid reemerges behind the Pine Curtain. A haunting act of penitence occurs at a blood-soaked battleground. A stark Lone Star lottery costs a woman both her sons. Then, there’s a slippery connubial nexus, a bizarre diluvial disappearance, a spry, mysterious book sniffer, and an avenging hoodoo demon. There are elements in the frame you don’t recognize until you see them up close, with your own eyes. By then, of course, it’s too late.

Suggesting this historic anthology is just a regional horror collection is like calling Frankenstein's monster a simple misstep in medical technology. Road Kill is no longer just an annual anthology of horror stories. It's a serial collection of some of the most serious voices in Lone Star literature. It's a chronicle of Texas terror, and Vol. 9 is eerie, edgy and feral. It will haunt you long after its first reading. It's as fine a selection of horror fiction as you'll find today. It's alive!