Carol Weekes

When I first see the cover and synopsis of the book I thought it something for children but I was wrong, very wrong.
Since the first page of the book, with the "opening sentence" about some superstitions until the very end, I was hooked and devouring every word.
This book is composed with a novella, two poems and five short stories, all about the same theme: death.
My favorite were "Dead reflections" and " Smoke and Leaves"; the first about a mirror that is the cause of some unfortunate events show more in the house and the people who live there and the second one, about a carnival that comes to the city, with it strange characters and sense of evil.
I wasn't scared but I was enjoying a certain feeling of dread and chills.
I really liked it and it's definitly something that the fans of ghost and horror would like to read. show less

I received this book as part of the Librarything Early Reviewers program.

I really enjoyed this series of short stories -- more than I thought I would. Imaginative and well written. I didn't find them especially spooky but the first one drew me in quickly and didn't let go. I finished this in one sitting.

I didn't realize at first that it was a collection; the first story was the title story and was the most memorable. The other shorter stories were enjoyable but quickly gone through and show more forgotten.

Would recommend to my Stephen King fan friends! show less

If I could give Dead Reflections more than 5 stars I would. These stories reminded me so much of earlier Stephen King or Dean Koontz when what they wrote really scared you. When you can picture in your mind what is going on. In Dead Reflections I thought twice before looking into a mirror especially in the middle of the night in the dark. I think the one story that really got to me was Smoke and Leaves. Had dreams about this story before I even finished it. If you like horror and like me are show more disappointed in so many books that you just don't want to buy another one, do yourself a favor and get this one. I promise you will not be disappointed. I look forward to reading more of Carol Weekes work and I hope they continue to give me chills. I won this from LibraryThing Early Review and I highly recommend this book. show less

Book Info: Genre: Horror anthology
Reading Level: Adult
Recommended for: Fans of horror
Trigger Warnings: death of children, spouses

My Thoughts: This is the real thing, people. This is horror the way horror is supposed to be done. By reading this anthology, you will develop new and interesting phobias, as well as have old ones enforced. Fear of mirrors, carnivals (and carnies), stormy nights, old wells. There are also a couple very interesting poems about autopsies and dead bodies. This is the show more perfect book to put you in the mood for Halloween this year. I'm actually quite amused that this book was released in February. As the author says in the afterword, she has a very bent sense of humor. And so do I.

If you like horror—and I mean real horror—and are looking for something appropriate for the season, this book will give you the thrills, chills and creeps for which you are searching. Really enjoyed it.

Disclosure: I received a copy of this e-book from JournalStone via the LibraryThing Early Reviewer's Program in exchange for an honest review. All opinions are my own.

Synopsis: One novel, five short stories, two poems, this collection holds a looking glass that unhinges reality in the wee hours; roads that hold with needful, unloving arms; the miasma of damp, autumnal leaves that cling to your heels and follow you home, promising the whisper of darker things still yet to come as your eyes begin to close.

Yes, this is horror, the creeping kind, the kind that lingers and sticks like tombstone mosses, promising cold, dark, ethereal depths. You will face your darkest reflections in the stories bound between these pages. May you delight in the shivers. Don't forget to look over your shoulder; while you do, you won't be watching the shadows to your periphery, or what waits just ahead in the nebulous dim, its teeth sharp, its intention deadly. show less