RELEASE DATE in T-6

It’s been a long road, and the journey has been fraught with ups and downs, highs and lows, bouts of bliss and troublesome turmoil but my dream is just steps (okay, days) away from fruition.

REKINDLED PROPHECY, the first book in the Gryelyn the Guardian Angel series, is set to be released TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 19, 2019!

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Here’s a few links to pre-order if you’re so inclined:

https://www.amazon.com/Rekindled-Prophecy-Greylyn-Guardian-Angel/dp/1643900919/ref=sr_1_1?keywords=rekindled+prophecy&qid=1572382925&sr=8-1

https://www.amazon.com/Rekindled-Prophecy-Greylyn-Guardian-Angel-ebook/dp/B07ZHMNMGZ/ref=sr_1_2?keywords=rekindled+prophecy&qid=1572382942&sr=8-2

So what is REKINDLED PROPHECY about, you may ask.
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Guardian angel, Greylyn saves innocent humans from their own inner demons or the more nefarious real ones. She’s overdue for some rest and relaxation, but upon finding her archenemy already entrenched at an authentic Irish bed and breakfast, she knows her vacation is over before it ever starts.

Enemies for over four centuries, Greylyn has fought the dark guardian, Kael; and fought her desire for him. This time, however, she must work with the dashing dark guardian to protect innocent lives. It’s a deadly gamble. One she has no choice but to take.

But the situation is far more treacherous than she realizes as a notorious fallen archangel holds the lives of a mother and her unborn child over Greylyn’s head to force her to consummate a dormant, but deadly prophecy. One so deadly that Heaven didn’t even write it down.

The Rekindled Prophecy: Greylyn the Guardian Angel is an urban fantasy/paranormal novel with strong undertones of romance and sex appeal between two enemies – one working for Heaven, the other working for Hell.

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Why classify as urban fantasy AND paranormal? Well, I tossed around those too genre descriptions in my head that finally had to admit defeat on choosing one because the story is BOTH!
The Wikipedia definition of URBAN FANTASY is: Urban fantasy is a fantastic genre, though many consider it to be a subgenre of fantasy, in which the narrative has magical rules or elements operating in an urban setting. Works of urban fantasy may be set in the real world and introduce aspects of fantasy, or in a fantasy world with operating rules recognizably similar to ours.
The story takes place in modern times (mostly) in the real world. In the first book, Greylyn hops between the rural Shenandoah Valley to the dilapidated run-down neighborhoods of the Washington, DC. She’s a guardian angel with more power than even she realizes after 450 years of roaming the Earth saving humans from their own inner demons and the more nefarious real ones. In later books, she’s travel all around the world, sometimes in a fallen archangel tornado of sorts, sometimes in a commercial plane from Tibet, and sometimes in her pride and joy — 1968 British racing green Camaro.
Wikipedia’s definition of the PARANORMAL genre could use some elaboration, but in short it is: Paranormal fiction is a genre of fiction whose storylines revolve around the paranormal.
Another defintion for paranormal genre is: Paranormal (Fantasy): Books with a paranormal setting or characters with paranormal abilities such as clairvoyance or telekinesis. Technically a sub-genre of fantasy, but you’ll often see it called ‘Paranormal fiction’ or ‘Supernatural fiction’.
This story has guardian angels, dark guardians (more on that later), shifters, ghosts, oracles, angels, demons, exorcisms, ESP, psychics, demonic monsters you’ve never even heard of (but I’ve researched), so we can tick mark paranormal as well.
Now I researched multiple sources, multiple definitions until my the red in my bloodshot eyes blurred away my vision (improved by Lasik) so I compromised – or not. Actually, maybe it’s a case of wanting the best of BOTH worlds.
Greylyn the Guardian Angel has ALL of it!
She’s a guardian angel.
She battles supernatural bad guys all the time, including dark guardians (Hell’s version of the guardian angel).
There’s an ancient prophecy. One so dangerous that Heaven wouldn’t even allow it to be written!
Neither Heaven nor Hell wants to see the prophecy comes to fruition so now Greylyn has to contend with resistance on all sides. Only one notorious fallen archangel (and not Lucifer) wants this prophecy to happen, and he will stop at nothing to make Greylyn fulfill it.
Now you may ask why isn’t REKINDLED PROPHECY classified as paranormal romance since there’s a hot, sexy dark guardian too and the back cover blurb does mention “strong undertones of romance and sex appeal between two enemies – one working for Heaven, the other working for Hell.”
I love Paranormal Romance and read it constantly, when I’m not writing – of course. But the romance part wasn’t the focus of my story. At least it wasn’t the intent of my focus on the story. Don’t worry – there’s plenty of romance, but it’s a slow burn over multiple books in the series. (I say “multiple” here because as of now, we are at 3 books, but my evil author brain kicked into gear while I was editing Book 3, so…. ). The focus of the series is the prophecy and what Greylyn must endure and rediscover about herself, her history (which she conveniently doesn’t recall before waking up in a grave in the outskirts of Ireland over 450 years ago), about Heaven and Hell, and about the power of the spirit….yes, even the power of love.
It took me years to write this story. Okay, maybe not years. But definitely years to polish it to where I was comfortable enough letting go to release it into the world. As most authors, confidence in one’s own product is a small stream. Depending on the writer’s high, there may be a drought and the water barely trickles. Also, I suffer from what I’m sure many other authors suffer from…there is always a rewrite burgeoning under the surface so I could edit this story until my fingers fall off and then I’d finally invest in that voice-dictation technology everyone keeps telling me to invest in.
The moral of this story…my story, not the book…is to not give up and sometimes just go with it. Hit the SEND button on your email to countless literary agents and publishers or hit the PUBLISH icon on Amazon or another book publishing site. To quote Nike, JUST DO IT! Nothing ventured, nothing gained.
In reality, I could probably still edit, revise, rework Greylyn’s story until I die. But then you, the reader would never get a chance to read it. Maybe you love it (hopefully you LOVE it). Maybe you don’t. Maybe guardian angels just aren’t your thing. Maybe you prefer shifters (oh, by the way there is a spunky shifter in this story, but she won’t be truly seen until Book 2…but, I do have a short story in the After Dark: 9 Modern Takes on Classic Fairy Tales anthology which details her own story in much greater detail. Be warned though – that story is targeted for an Adult audience).
REKINDLED PROPHECY and the rest of the series is for New Adult and could by also be considered Young Adult – a little cussing, some fight violence, and one kiss.
But guardian angels are definitely my thing and I want to share them with you, with the world!

Author Shout-Out to Serenity Rayne on the Pre-Order of Her New Book: Hunt Little Wolf

Hunt Little Wolf: The Aurora Marelup Series by [Rayne, Serenity]

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🐺 TWIN Sammich!
🐺 Paranormal Reverse harem romance.
🐺 Betrayal, lies, broken hearts
🐺 Strong ass female main character.
🐺 True mates / Fated mates
🐺 Wolves, dragon, and bear shifters
🐺 a 💩ton of plot twists
🐺 Why choose romance! 🐾

us:
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07ZPLRP56
uk:
https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07ZPLRP56
au:
https://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B07ZPLRP56
can:
https://www.amazon.com.ca/dp/B07ZPLRP56

BLURB

My name is Aurora. I am the first of my kind. After I ascended, it became clear to my Guardian’s that I wasn’t your average Lycan. My father’s noble bloodline has gifted me with powers unheard of for a Lycan. Half Lycan. Half dragon. I am a lethal hybrid of the two. With the help of my mates, I am hunting down the traitors to my kingdom, one by one.
The Strigoi may be an ever present pain in my ass, but even they can’t compare to what I feel waiting for us. I feel that something lurks in the background, a puppeteer pulling the strings of the usurpers.
With only two mates left to gather, my harem is almost complete. With their added strength, I will finally be able to avenge my family and take back my Mother’s thrown.

On my blood, I will triumph over my enemies… let my bloody coronation begin.

True mates,
blood and gore.
Why choose romance
Cliffhanger

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Congrats, Serenity!

 

Penn State Paranormal

Spooktober is almost over but I still have plenty of ghostly, scary tales to share.

When I wrote articles for Paranormal Rag, a now defunct online magazine, I did a series on haunted colleges. I have yet to hear of a college/university that doesn’t have its share of ghosts.

This particular article looks into the spirits at Penn State University. Apparently, there are so many ghosts in and around the campus of the Nittany Lions, they have their very own paranormal investigation group which was aptly highlighted in the television reality series, Paranormal State. Even though the show is no longer on, I still hold it up as one of the premiere ghost hunting shows to this day.

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Paranormal Phenomenon at Penn State

By KC Freeman

 

One of the most popular places for ghostly tales comes from colleges and universities. Every school seems to have its share of paranormal activities. But none more so than Pennsylvania State University (Penn State). The main campus in State College, Pennsylvania is renowned not just for excellence in academics and sports, but it tops the list of institutions of higher education in another less publicized category – ghosts!

Founded in 1855 as the Farmers High School of Pennsylvania, the school underwent many name changes over the years and officially became Pennsylvania State University (Penn State) in 1953. But not before the land and the buildings had seen their fair share of tragedy and death.

Two of the most note-worthy ghostly residents are a former president of the college, George W. Atherton (president from 1882 until his death in 1906) and the industrialist, Charles Schwab. George is buried next to Schwab Auditorium, near the Old Main building. There have been reports of the ghostly apparition of the president inside the auditorium taking in some of the shows there, possibly alongside another popular ghost – Charles Schwab himself who donated the majority of funding for the construction of the auditorium. Students and staff have witnessed the stage curtains moving when no one is near them. Even creepier are the accounts of seats being pushed down by an invisible force during performances and then goes back up when the show is over as if someone was sitting there watching the show. Mr. Schwab’s ghost has even earned the affectionate nickname of “Schwaboo the Ghost” from the students. Other ghosts are said to haunt the auditorium, including a janitor and at least one female spirit. Students and staff have experienced noises from upper levels when no one is there, footsteps, being scratched, and seeing objects move supposedly by themselves.

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However, it’s the ghost of Atherton’s wife, Frances, who spooks students the most. She keeps vigil in an upstairs window of the Old Botany Building (the original location of the school’s botany department) overlooking her husband’s grave.

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The building itself was investigated by the Penn State Paranormal Society (A&E’s Paranormal State) in 2007. Mrs. Atherton keeps herself busy. Reports of lights going on and off and the sound of footsteps in the locked room from which she watches over the grave; electronic devices mysteriously malfunctioning; and even an apparition of an elderly woman rocking in her chair while knitting. She has also been seen floating along the corridors of Atherton Hall, a former girls’ dormitory (now home to the Schreyer Honors College) named after herself. Other ghosts are reported to reside in Atherton Hall – a former house mother nicknamed “Gumshoes”, and the ghost of someone who was rumored to have died in the elevator shaft.

So far Penn State’s ghosts appear to be friendly, or at least non-threatening. If you’re up for a bigger fright, you may want to park yourself in the Pattee Library late at night for a study session in spookiness. An unsolved and mysterious murder happened there on November 28, 1969. Graduate student, Betsy Aardsma, was stabbed multiple times from behind. There was no sign of a struggle and very little blood at the crime scene. Betsy’s ghost is said to haunt the stacks of the library near where she was murdered. She makes her presence known by sudden drops in temperature, moving objects around, and her apparition has been witnessed by several students studying late at night. One male student was intrigued by a pretty girl passing him in stacks. After gathering his courage to talk to her, he walked in the direction she had gone only to find it was dead end and…no girl. Still seems harmless, right? Not so for one female student who felt invisible hands gripping her neck in the same location as the murder. Other students have reported hearing screams from the library basement, shadow figures, and red glowing eyes in the darkness. Creepy!

Want to go on a ghost walk? Sadly, Penn State’s own Ghost Walk trail no longer exists, but that doesn’t mean the ghost(s) went away. The secluded path once traversed from the Old Botany Building to the far northern section of campus. It is marked today by a lone spruce tree between the Old Botany Building and Burrowes Building. Sounds innocent enough, right? Well, there’s a good reason it was given the name Ghost Walk. Back in the 1860s, a student became lost in a sudden blizzard and froze to death. Since then an apparition has been witnessed by students to be roaming the trail.

There are countless other tales of paranormal activity at Penn State, but by far the cutest ghost story (yes, I said “cutest”) is the one of Old Coaly, the mule. This particular mule was part of the pack team during the construction of the university back in the 1850s. Old Coaly stayed on campus after his work was done and was the first mascot for the school. He died New Year’s Day 1893 but still roams the campus. Sounds of his braying could be heard along with his thudding hooves through Watts Hall late at night. Why inside a building? Well, Old Coaly’s skeleton has been kept on display at the university. His bones have been moved numerous times, but wherever his remains are exhibited, his ghost follows. Currently, Old Coaly resides in the HUB-Robeson Center.

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There are so many other tales of ghostly shenanigans at Penn State, it would take a full-length novel to include them all. Spirits are reported to rattle pipes in Beam Hall; a ghost hard at work late at night in Ihlseng Cottage; a poltergeist frightening students in the Keller Building by locking doors and ransacking rooms; disembodied voices in the Pollack Laptop Library; and too many ghost encounters to count in Runkle Hall – just to spotlight a few. Thus, why Penn State is considered to be one of the most haunted college campuses.

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PRE-ORDER Available for Rekindled Prophecy

I may have freaked out a wee little bit last night when I received notification from the publisher that my debut novel “Rekindled Prophecy (Greylyn the Guardian Angel series, Book 1)” is now available for pre-order. Release date is November 19, 2019 for hard cover and ebooks (paperback will be released February 18, 2020).

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Guardian angel, Greylyn saves innocent humans from their own inner demons or the more nefarious real ones. She’s overdue for some rest and relaxation, but upon finding her archenemy already entrenched at an authentic Irish bed and breakfast, she knows her vacation is over before it ever starts.

Enemies for over four centuries, Greylyn has fought the dark guardian, Kael; and fought her desire for him. This time, however, she must work with the dashing dark guardian to protect innocent lives. It’s a deadly gamble. One she has no choice but to take.

But the situation is far more treacherous than she realizes as a notorious fallen archangel holds the lives of a mother and her unborn child over Greylyn’s head to force her to consummate a dormant, but deadly prophecy. One so deadly that Heaven didn’t even write it down.

The Rekindled Prophecy: Greylyn the Guardian Angel is an urban fantasy/paranormal novel with strong undertones of romance and sex appeal between two enemies – one working for Heaven, the other working for Hell.

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Here are links to Amazon and Barnes&Noble. The book is also available on other book retailer websites, but these are the only links I have at the moment.

Hardcover: https://www.amazon.com/Rekindled-Prophecy-Greylyn-Guardian-Angel/dp/1643900919/ref=sr_1_1?keywords=rekindled+prophecy&qid=1572382925&sr=8-1

Kindle/ebook: https://www.amazon.com/Rekindled-Prophecy-Greylyn-Guardian-Angel-ebook/dp/B07ZHMNMGZ/ref=sr_1_2?keywords=rekindled+prophecy&qid=1572382942&sr=8-2

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Teaser Tuesday! Exactly 3 Weeks Until the Release of “Rekindled Prophecy”

Oh my! It’s getting close…R Day! That “R” being for RELEASE of “Rekindled Prophecy: Greylyn the Guardian Angel Series, Book 1” on November 19, 2019!

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I’m so excited and I hope you are too!

Thought I’d provide you all with a taste of the action you can expect in “Rekindled Prophecy.”

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As she rounded the corner, she saw the building and, as expected, shadows and spirits on all sides. To most, the scene would appear to be nothing more than an old red brick building in the heart of a deserted, rundown neighborhood. Stray newspapers blew across the street on a brisk breeze. A street lamp buzzed and flickered. But something was missing … no sounds of organic life, not even the chirping of crickets or a lone dog barking to warn of her approach.

What Greylyn saw stopped her heart mid-beat. A nearly black, ominous grouping of clouds blocked her path. Grotesque forms were silhouetted in the dense fog. Such a crowd of evil entities was disturbing. Some she could chalk up to the normal spirits attracted to the energy the psychic emitted. But there was no denying that there were a lot of sinister spirits intermingled with the rest, along with demons in more corporeal forms. Getting past that mass was not only dangerous, but close to suicide.

Guess this makes it official … the woman is a true psychic. She didn’t know whether to be relieved or not at this point.

She drew her dagger out from behind her back, letting its reassuring coolness and energy spread from her palm throughout the rest of her body. Greylyn took a deep breath, burying deep down any fear or trepidation. Mentally, she drew in light energy as her armor. Invisible to the naked eye, she felt the shield click into place around herself.

There was no sound of her feet as they hit the broken pavement at a sprint. No more than a hundred yards from the building, she penetrated the black mist. Like a swarm, they descended on her.

She sliced her way past a dozen or more entities. Some she recognized, but some beings she had never seen before. There were a few iridescent puffs of mist that were simply spirits that got caught in the crossfire. For that, Greylyn was regretful. Most spirits were well-meaning, or just looking for answers to their own afterlife. But tonight, they were collateral damage in her fight through the more malevolent creatures standing between her and the human medium in that building.

Interspersed in the fog of spirits were a variety of monsters, some she’d never encountered before tonight. She whirled amongst the throng of evil forces standing between her and the building entrance, slashing with her dagger. More creatures filled the void, collapsing in on her. A banshee flashed before her with its fairy’s face contorted as it wailed. Well, this banshee wasn’t going to be around long enough to signal another death. The jagged edges of Greylyn’s blade slit the hag’s crinkled neck before she turned to fight off a horde of Jinn who continuously changed form. Some stayed invisible until just before they struck out at her. Others, both corporeal and not, Greylyn used her intuition to track, stabbing and cutting as she raced for the building.

The splintered wooden door was just within her reach when a large Vilkacis, a nasty werewolf hybrid, yanked her away by grabbing her ponytail. Intense pain flashed down her spine as a shriek escaped her lips. Her dagger slashed out, slicing its hand off. Free, she burst through the door.

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Crimson Ghosts

Halloween season also happens to be football season, specifically college football. Where I originate from, the great state of Alabama, the latter season is sacred.

Most colleges have their share of ghostly tales. But the multi-national football champions from the University of Alabama could claim another national title…most haunted campus!

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Crimson Tide Ghosts – Hauntings at the University of Alabama

To anyone who even remotely follows college athletics, if you hear “Roll Tide Roll” you know exactly who and what it means. University of Alabama. More specifically, Bama sports. And more likely than not, it’s associated with Bama football. The university and the team are quite famous. After all, they won seventeen national football championships. Most of the country’s college football fans either LOVE the Tide or HATE them. For purposes of this article, I will refrain from expressing my own opinion.

But do you know what else Bama is famous for?

Ghosts!

Since its inception in 1831, the hallowed campus grounds in Tuscaloosa, Alabama have experienced trauma and bloodshed (and not always related to football rivalries gone bad).

In the early days, it was common for gun fights to break out on campus. Later on, the university was turned into a military academy to train Confederate soldiers for the Civil War. After the war, it reverted back into an institute of higher learning, but violence still marred the land and gave rise to numerous reports of paranormal activity.

The Little Round House, also known as Jason’s Shrine, was a cadet guardhouse during the Civil War. Three Union soldiers still reside there after their grisly murders. The legend tells that two Confederate cadets stayed behind while the Union army burned the buildings on campus. One cadet was accosted by Union soldiers looking for whiskey. He directed them to the cadet guardhouse where the other cadet ambushed the soldiers and killed them. The soldiers’ boots can be heard stomping around inside the building. When someone ventures in to check out the cause of the sounds, no one is there.

The shadow of a young woman who committed suicide by lighting herself on fire still wanders the 13th floor of Tutwiler Hall. Others experience feelings of foreboding and of being watched in the basement of the same building.

The tramping of horse hooves can be heard throughout the main floor of Smith Hall, located on the Quad, where there is an exhibit of its namesake, Dr. Eugene Allen Smith’s carriage. It is accompanied by the sounds of disembodied horses neighing and horse whips cracking. There are also reports of voices, and when someone investigates, they find desks that had been arranged neatly just moments ago to be in disarray. The room where this phenomenon occurs happens to be a former boiler room where a boiler explosion killed several students.

Marian Gallaway, former theater director, still roams the Gallaway Theater in Rowand-Johnson Hall. Some theater students claim a person can call forth Mrs. Gallaway by standing center stage (alone) and asking her, “How’s my blocking, Mrs. Gallaway?” Her ghost also voices her displeasure if students are not working hard enough by slamming doors to get their attention.

One student claims that after the opening night performance of The Rocky Horror Picture Show in the main theater, one student came up to a group gathered in front of Mrs. Gallaway’s portrait. He remarked that he saw Mrs. Gallaway in the audience and she appeared to thoroughly enjoy the show. When the group laughed and stated that was impossible, he pointed to the portrait and affirmed that was the woman he saw in the audience. He was shocked to discover Mrs. Gallaway had been deceased for some time.

An interesting side note is rampant speculation that Mrs. Gallaway was the inspiration for the character of Blanche DuBois in Tennessee Williams’ play, A Streetcar Named Desire.

What’s a college ghost story without a haunted library? The University of Alabama is no different. The Gorgas Library is still overseen by its namesake, Amelia Gorgas. She mostly haunts the fourth floor, so much so that the elevators have been programmed to NOT stop on that floor. However, students in the library late at night have experienced the misfortune of the elevator stopping and the door opening on the fourth floor.

Mrs. Gorgas is not alone though. Her husband, former University President and Confederate General, Josiah Gorgas, haunts the Gorgas House where he lived and died. Reports include claims of the sound of his sword banging against the walls.

Most colleges have a center of campus, commonly called a quad. Well, Bama students are wise to avoid the Quad on foggy nights. If one is unlucky enough to have to traverse the Quad on such a night, walk fast. Otherwise, you may bear witness to up to three ghosts – a Confederate soldier in full military garb of a Commandant, and two deceased professors whose bodies were cremated and their ashes scattered across the campus.

Following college football as closely as I do, I am surprised to find there has not been a reported sighting of the ghost of the legendary Coach Paul “Bear” Bryant. If anyone happens to come across him, please let me know. There are a hundred plus football coaches that would like to pick his brain for game day strategy. Perhaps that is how Nick Saban is such an amazingly winning coach – is he channeling the Bear? Maybe there’s a Crimson Ouija Board in the field house? (see previous articles on ouija boards)

Whether you love Bama or hate Bama, one thing is clear – even death can’t stop Bama faculty, or students from hanging around campus for their Crimson Tide.

 

Happy Hell Gate Hopping This Halloween

Six more days of Spooktober! If you’re not into trick-or-treating, how about a little Hell-Gate hopping?

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Don’t Pass Through the Seven Gates of Hell

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Urban legends abound, but none are quite as terrifying as this one originating out of a tiny rural are in Pennsylvania. The legend goes that if you pass through the seven gates, all located in a wooded area of Hellam Township off of Trout Run Road (formerly Toad Road), you go straight to Hell. A variant of the story states that you have to pass through the gates in order after midnight for the road trip to Hell.

Others say there are seven gates to Hell in Illinois where a portal to Hell opens and the person will be confronted by hell hounds; or if done in reverse order (end at Gate 1), you can see through the portal into Hell but are not transported there.

Another legend states that on Halloween night if you pass seven black gates (any seven black gates), you will see the seven gates of Hell. But let’s stick to the Hellam Township’s seven gates to Hell for now.

Two versions for the Pennsylvania gates exist. One – a mental hospital burned down and to keep the surviving inmates from escaping, law enforcement put up several gates to close in the area. These inmates were brutally beaten and most killed. The psychic echo of that heinous night cursed the land. Two – an eccentric doctor constructed the gates along a wooded path on his property.

Both stories agree that only one gate can be seen by daylight, and the other six gates are only visible at night. So far, no one has passed the fifth gate. Truly, who would want to?

Historically, according to Hellam Township, there was never an insane asylum there, and the doctor in question put up one gate on his personal property to keep trespassers out. The best evidence of remaining Hell gates are gnarled tree trunks throughout the forest that give off the impression of gates.

Even the reasoning that the gates to Hell exist here led to the name of the town, Hellam, is inaccurate. The name comes from Hallamshire in South Yorkshire, England. Most importantly, the township is adamant that the rumors are false and state on their website that “This area is private property. Trespassers will be prosecuted.”

So how and why does this legend persist? Over the years there have been many adventurers willing to test the theory – although, as reported, no one has made it past the fifth gate. Some claimed a sense of evil and the stench of death are so overpowering many don’t make it past the first gate. These explorers tell of piercing screams through the otherwise silent night and shadow figures stalking them along the path. Many are simply run off by law enforcement since it is private property and the owners don’t like trespassers (who does?). And even if someone did make it to the seventh gate, how would we know whether that person got a fast-pass to Hell if that person doesn’t return to tell the tale?

For now speculation runs deep as to the authenticity of the seven gates of Hell in Hellam Township, Pennsylvania. Plenty of locals will attest to the evil aura of the area. Some will even regale you with tales of their own adventures into the woods when they were devil-may-care teenagers. Regardless of the township’s own statements to the contrary, there simply isn’t enough evidence to convince this writer either way. But honestly, I’d rather not take the chance to find out the truth for myself.

If there is someone out there brave enough to seek out the seven gates and pass through them (remember the “No Trespassing” signs), AND you make it back out alive and well…I’d love to hear your story and share it with the world.

Happy Hell Gate Hopping!