Frank Fiore – Novelist & Screenwriter

April 28, 2016

Man’s Best Friend – Even It’s a Ghost

Filed under: Paranormal — Frank Fiore @ 8:44 AM

I know you’ve been waiting to hear about last week’s mystery. Was it true, or false? It was, in fact, true! You can read that myth here, if you missed it…

I lost my 16-year-old dog, Blondie, to cancer. Since then, he returns occasionally at night to visit. More often he will jump up on my bed at night, always at my feet as he always did. This wakes me.


Then I feel him walk up to my knees and sometimes the small of my back and lie down. The sheets tighten and I can feel every step of his weight as he walks up. I also feel his body heat in the area where he lies. Usually, I just roll slightly, stroke the area where he lies and return to sleep.

One night I heard Blondie barking in my sleep. Even though I reached my hand out to pat him—he wasn’t there. But he kept on barking. I woke up to find my room filled with smoke. My house was on fire. I rushed downstairs and tried to open the door. I normally lock it—but for some reason that day the door was open. As soon as I stepped outside I could see that my house was completely ravaged by fire. Blondie saved my life that night.

So, did a phantom dog really save its owner from cremation? Do our pets really return from the grave to help us in our time of need?

Find out next week if this story is true, or false, and until then… sleep well!

For more urban myths fictionalized in exciting action/adventure stories, check out my book series ‘The Chronicles of Jeremy Nash‘.


April 22, 2016

The Ghost Didn’t Say Goodbye

Filed under: Paranormal — Frank Fiore @ 12:25 PM

I know you’ve been waiting to hear about last week’s mystery. Was it true, or false? It was actually true! You can read that myth here, if you missed it…

One night my mother told me that we could sleep over. She lived in a block of flats that old people lived in. There were two bedrooms; her room and the guest room. The guest room was quite small and contained antique, or at least old furniture. There was a double bed with a mahogany headboard that had a cord-pull light attached to it. To the left of the bed was a mahogany tall boy and right in front of the bed was a mahogany dressing table and chair. The dressing table had three mirrors on it; one big center one and two smaller side ones that could be angled to show you the back of your head. My little sister was snoring so loudly that in the middle of the night I woke up, but I was also hot, so very hot and that also made me wake up. The bed had loads of blankets on it and I reached out and pulled the cord on the light so that I could see to push some of the blankets off me.


As I sat up, I found myself looking straight into the mirror. In the mirror there was an old, slim lady with white curly hair. She was wrapped in a huge white bath towel. Her head was bent down as if she was looking at the ground. With her arms crossed in front of herself, she was rubbing her upper arms with the ends of the towel. The room she was in was different to the guest room – it had brown wood paneling on the wall that stopped 3/4 or 4/5ths of the way up. It was finished off with a picture rail around it. Then the lady stopped rubbing her arms and she lifted her head and she looked up at me and smiled.

I slid under that ton of blankets and stayed there, with the light still on, until the room filled with daylight. I KNOW I was not dreaming. I was scared out of my wits. I have gone over that episode so many, many, many times in my mind and although as an eight-year-old child I was petrified; as an adult I also know that this spirit did not hurt me, nor did she do anything that makes me think she wanted to hurt me. Who she was or what she wanted me to see her for is a mystery to me.

So are the undead really coming back haunt people? Are the ghosts of yesterday still lingering around today? Would you be able to live through this occurrence??

Find out next week if this story is true, or false, and until then… sleep well!

For more urban myths fictionalized in exciting action/adventure stories, check out my book series ‘The Chronicles of Jeremy Nash‘.


April 15, 2016

The Poltergeist That Wouldn’t Give Up

Filed under: Paranormal — Frank Fiore @ 4:26 PM

I know you’ve been waiting to hear about last week’s mystery. Was it true, or false? It was true! You can read that myth here, if you missed it… This week we are going to meet with a couple who have been haunted by a poltergeist.

As we pulled into the driveway, I looked at this house and, thought, I saw a very dark shadow in the window. I did think it was the realtor coming to welcome me into the house. When we found out that nobody was inside the house I just told myself that I was stressed and tired and it was nothing. The next day we arrived back at the apartment and unpacked a few more things.


I decided to shower and get some sleep. My future husband was finishing up moving a few things around for me while I showered. I heard him at the bathroom door and he asked me what it was I needed. He says he heard me holler for him to “come here now.” I hadn’t said anything. He later commented that the voice was eerily like mine, but different. He could never put his finger on what was different about the voice. I have heard that poltergeists can replicate the voices of those it is near.

After getting out of the shower, I sat down and told him I was afraid to stay there alone. He understood, and agreed to stay. After he showered and we lay down and turned the lights off, we talked for an hour or so. Then we both said goodnight, and I turned over to get some sleep.

After a few minutes we heard a noise in the kitchen. We both sat up in bed, and looked over towards the stairs. We could both hear footsteps coming towards the stairs. The steps then went back into the kitchen and we could hear the refrigerator door slowly opening all the way, it then paused open for minutes, and then it just closed.

I lived there for several months and every night something happened. From pots and pans banging in the kitchen, to a voice screaming in the middle of the night. I started to ask the neighbors about the history of the house—but nobody really had any information. It started to get so bad that I really did consider just dumping the place and moving on. My father kept asking me to stay as he had paid several months of rent in advance, and doubted he would get his money back. It kept going on until one night I was literally lying asleep on the bed and the bed started violently shaking. I didn’t open my eyes. I just lay there in terror. The next morning, I called my future husband and he collected me. I moved into his place.

Years later I asked my father about the deal he had made when he rented the house for me. He told me that the realtor had told him that the house had been empty for many years after the previous owner had died. The house had been completely redecorated and used as a family home by a family who had left the house shortly after moving in. Dad had brokered a deal with the realtor for me to have a full house at a quarter of the cost. Nobody I have spoken to has ever been able to tell me any reason for the house to be so haunted—yet it is.

Is this terrifying tale of live after death true? Are poltergeists really haunting normal American couples every single day? Do you believe that the undead truly want to cause us harm?

Find out next week if this story is true, or false, and until then… sleep well!

For more urban myths fictionalized in exciting action/adventure stories, check out my book series ‘The Chronicles of Jeremy Nash‘.


April 7, 2016

Ghosts of the London Line

Filed under: Frank Remarks — Frank Fiore @ 7:55 AM

I know you’ve been waiting to hear about last week’s mystery. Was it true, or false? It was true! You can read that myth here, if you missed it… During the 1970’s there were a series of Vampire sightings at the Highgate cemetery in London. All of the experiences we told you about in last week’s blog article were completely true. Don’t forget to check out today’s great true, or false myth below!

During the 1990s, the London Underground was facing a very strange happening. Trains kept breaking down between Baker Street and Edgware Road. The affected trains would lose all power on the line between the two stations—travelers would find themselves in darkness, and commuters and staff started to become very concerned. The management was forced to conduct an investigation into what was happening and believed that a major fault lay under the section of track causing the power to fail on the trains.


The Circle Line could well be the oldest underground railway line in the world. Its beginnings can be traced back to 1863. In the early 1900s, the track was renovated to become electrified, but when the breakdowns started in the early 1990s, electrical engineering experts could not find the problem, and for the first time, even the experts were stumped.

In desperation, the London Underground operators asked the public if they had any ideas what was causing the breakdowns. The overwhelming response was not sparks, smoke or any other such worldly thing. The majority of the responses suggested the paranormal.

One of those who answered the London Underground operators claimed that she had been travelling the line for fifteen years and alleged that she had always felt something was wrong with that section of the track. According to her, passengers passing through after leaving Baker Street would have “panic” attacks.

Another passenger who had been caught in one of the breakdowns explained that after the train broke down, the passengers noticed that there were several “figures” standing outside of their carriage. There were several accounts of these strange figures.

After receiving such strange reports, the operators of the Underground started to look into the engineering records of that part of the tube system. The records went back over one hundred years, and due to the diligent record keeping of the London Underground, it seemed that between the 1800s and 1990, workers on that section of track had found fragments of bone and teeth.

The British Museum was called in to help by the operators of the London Underground, and it was proven that the track ran over the site of a huge medieval plague pit that was said to have held the bodies of 20,000 victims. The management of the Underground had that stretch of track blessed and sprinkled with holy water. After that, the problem disappeared and has not returned… Yet

So is this terrific tale of the dead true? Are the undead stalking travelers on the London Underground? Would you travel alone under one of the oldest cities in the world?

Find out next week if this story is true, or false, and until then… sleep well!

For more urban myths fictionalized in exciting action/adventure stories, check out my book series ‘The Chronicles of Jeremy Nash‘.


March 31, 2016

Vampires in London

Filed under: Jeremy Nash Chronicles — Frank Fiore @ 10:36 AM

I know you’ve been waiting to hear about last week’s mystery. Was it true, or false? It was true! You can read that myth here, if you missed it… but don’t forget to check out today’s great true, or false myth below!

In the 1800s Highgate Cemetery near London was constructed, but by the late 1960s, it had fallen into neglect. The decline of the cemetery coincided with stories that started circulating—stories that told of vampires and supernatural occurrences emanating from the graveyard. Soon, newspapers started to pick up the stories, and England’s newest vampire legend was born.


Two young girls were heading home one evening after spending time with friends in Highgate Village. As they passed Highgate Cemetery, they couldn’t believe what they saw. Four bodies seemed to be emerging from their tombs.

A short time later, a couple walking past the cemetery caught sight of something hovering behind the iron railings of the gate that encircled it. As the two stunned bystanders watched, they noticed its contorted face—an image that terrified them for years.

As more and more people started to notice the “being” that lived within the cemetery, stories began to emerge of drained animal carcasses, and newspapers started a national frenzy. In the early ’70s, one young lady claimed that she met face to face with the “vampire” on the path that went alongside of the cemetery. She claimed that as she returned home one morning she was thrown to the ground with force by a “tall figure” with a “deathly white face.” She was lucky that a car stopped to help her and the white faced demon vanished. The young lady was taken to the local police station, shocked to the core. She only suffered abrasions to her arms and legs, and although the police combed the area, they could not find the culprit or any evidence of its existence. It was also noted that where the victim had been attacked, the road was surrounded by 12-ft walls.

The stories did not end there. A visitor to Highgate Village decided to check out the graveyard some time later. As he walked around checking out the gravestones, the sun began to go down, and he found himself walking around in darkness. He became lost but stayed calm. As he hunted for the gate, he realized that he was being followed. As he decided to confront whatever it was behind him, he turned around swiftly and suddenly became paralyzed with fear. A tall figure stood in front of him. He stood shocked and afraid for several minutes until the “creature” vanished.

Even today, there are stories of activity within the graveyard. The black figure is still reported at the cemetery, and there have been reports of the “black figure” in the lane that runs alongside the cemetery. A lady recently saw a creature with bright eyes disappear through the cemetery wall as she drove past. However, one of the strangest occurrences happened in the mid-’70s—a dog walker returned to his car to find a freshly dug up body in his car. The car doors were still locked and there were no signs of entry…

So is this tale of terror in the city of London true? Is a vampire really stalking the good people of Highgate? Do you have the guts to walk through the valley of the dead?

Find out next week if this story is true, or false.

For more urban myths fictionalized in exciting action/adventure stories, check out my book series ‘The Chronicles of Jeremy Nash‘.


March 25, 2016

The Handprint of the Dead

Filed under: Jeremy Nash Chronicles — Frank Fiore @ 1:23 PM

Can the dead leave an imprint beyond their lives? Can they really be heard, and felt in our everyday lives? Take a fireman—as he fights blazes on a daily basis—can he really know when a freak accident can kill him?

Francis Leavy was a dedicated firefighter during the early 1920’s. By all accounts, he loved his job, and his fellow firefighters loved him back. However, towards the middle of the 1920’s they became aware of a change in his attitude and demeanour. He went from being friendly, and easy-going to sullied and ignorant. His fellow firefighters complained that he had become a man who never smiled, who grunted answers and spent much of his time washing a large window at the Chicago Fire Department, not looking at anyone or talking.

On one particular occasion while washing the window, Leavy suddenly announced that he had a strange feeling—a feeling that he might die that very day. At that very moment, the phone rang and broke the heavy atmosphere brought on by the fireman’s words. Nobody thought again about what was said.

The call was a report of a large fire that was raging at a building quite a long way from the fire department, and with no time to waste. It took just a few minutes for Francis Leavy and his fellow firefighters to get ready to tackle the great blaze.

When they arrived on the scene they set about assessing the situation and helping those poor souls trapped on the top floors. Everything seemed to be on track to rescue everyone from the building. Then, suddenly, the flames engulfed the lower part of the building, and the roof caved in. As soon as this happened, the walls came crashing down, pinning many people under the rubble—including the unfortunate Francis Leavy.

Leavy’s premonition came true. He lost his life that day trying to save others.

The very next day, trying to come to terms with the loss of Leavy, his colleagues sat at the firehouse thinking about the events of the previous day. Suddenly, they noticed something strange on one of the windows.

As they walked over to take a look they saw what looked like a handprint smudged onto the glass. Eerily, it was the very same window that Francis Leavy had been busy washing the day before. The firemen cleaned the window again, but the print stubbornly refused to disappear.

For many years, the handprint remained on the window in spite of thousands of attempts to try remove it. The strange mystery remained unsolved, but came to an abrupt end when a newspaper boy threw a paper against the window in 1944, causing it to shatter into pieces.

So there you have it. The story of Francis Leavy. The fireman who knew when his time was up.

Can it really be true that his handprint could survive for years, even when faced with chemicals and cleansing liquids? Did Francis Leavy truly leave behind a reminder—or was this all just a figment in the minds of his fellow firemen.

Find out next week if this story is true, or false.

For more urban myths fictionalized in exciting action/adventure stories, check out my book series ‘The Chronicles of Jeremy Nash‘.


March 24, 2016

My New Western Series

Filed under: Westerns — Frank Fiore @ 7:49 AM

I draw to kill with my new concept in Westerns. A concept I have claimed and call “The Fastest Reads in the West.”

The first one in this new, exciting and action-packed series is called “Gunsmoke on the Trail,” and tells the story of one man and his fight to save both his sons life, and the town he loves dearly from a gang of murderous traitors.

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When James Crosby learns that his son has been imprisoned by the local Sheriff he ventures into Blackfoot to get him released. Little does he know that the whole town is going to erupt into a battlefield with the arrival of a gang of Southern Traitors hell-bent on killing and pillaging their way across the North. Crosby must fight for the life of his son, save the town and rid the town of this dangerous menace.

With one bestselling western already under his gunbelt Frank F. Fiore strikes a chord with western readers around the world, and asks one very important question? Would you stand and fight for the things you love… or would you walk away and let your whole world fall apart?


March 22, 2016

Those Magnificent Gunfights and their Killing Machines

Filed under: Westerns — Frank Fiore @ 12:32 PM

The west was a dangerous place to live.

You could mount your horse, or cart, and ride into town. You might consider stopping at the local watering hole. You walk into the bar and your arm grazes by the wrong person.

He turns, looks angry and shoots.

You are dead.

That was the west and here are the most dangerous gunfighters you would ever see. If ever you are out for a beer with the family—keep your eyes open, and try not to annoy these guys.

Billy The Kid

Legend has it that famous outlaw Billy the Kid had killed more than 26 men during his life. He died at the ripe age of 21 years old. While there’s conflicting information about Billy the Kid’s true name and origins, he is widely reported to have excelled with guns. It seems most likely that he was born in an Irish district of New York City on November 23, 1859 and then settled in New Mexico in 1873, after being moved around the country by his mother.

Following his engagement in criminal activity such as livestock rustling – Billy the Kid was hired by a wealthy English cattle rancher named John Tunstall in Lincoln County, New Mexico. The Kid’s job was to protect Tunstall and watch over his animals. And he was known for his lightning-fast draw, his lithe frame, and his readiness to fight with his fists if necessary. The Kid is said to have thought highly of his boss, and the two had a mutual respect. So when Tunstall was murdered in cold blood, Billy vowed to exact revenge on the killers.

Billy the Kid’s favorite gun was a .44 caliber Colt “Peacemaker.” His career as a gunfighter was filled with famous duels, shootouts and killings. He met his match on July 14th 1881 though when he was killed by notorious Sheriff Pat Garrett.

John Wesley Harding

Hardin, according to legend, “could get out a six-shooter and use it quicker than a frog could eat a fly.” He was also said to have been a crack shot from horseback, able to unload his ammo into the knot of a tree trunk while galloping past.

Hardin favored cap-and-ball six-shooters and, on at least one occasion, a double-barreled shotgun. Unfortunately, he used his skills for ill. Born on May 26, 1853, this Texan desperado and gunfighter shot and killed his first victim in 1868, when he was just 15 years old. During his lifetime he was said to have killed at least 27 men. However, he got his comeuppance on August 19, 1895 when he was shot and killed at the age of 42 by outlaw John Selman.

Dan Bogan

Dan Bogan grew up in Texas, where he started working as a cowboy from an early age. Bogan was said to possess a quick temper, and he was always on the lookout for a fight, which earned him a reputation as a troublemaker. He later left Texas for Wyoming after being blacklisted in a wage dispute.

It is believed that by the late 1880’s that he had taken the lives of three men. On January 15, 1887 he murdered Constable Charles S. Gunn, shooting the onetime Texas Ranger with a revolver. Before he could get away, though, Bogan was himself shot in the shoulder and then captured – although he managed to make a getaway in the midst of a raging blizzard.

Bogan later turned himself into the authorities because his wounds had caused him to get sick. However, in October 1987 he succeeded in breaking out of jail. And although famous detective Charlie Siringo pursued him, Bogan vanished without leaving much of a trace and possibly escaped to Argentina. Not as well-known as the other names on this list—Bogan certainly left his mark on the Old West.

Enjoy reading about gunfights of the Old West in my novel ‘Gunfight at Black Ridge’.


March 19, 2016


Filed under: Jeremy Nash Chronicles — Frank Fiore @ 7:52 AM

Under the hallowed streets of London, there are many secrets to be found. Underground passageways lead from secret bases to those oft-travelled tunnels of the London Underground…

We begin with what could be described as the most important military installation in London. This installation is called Pindar—a fortress built deep beneath the Ministry of Defence in Whitehall. It is said that this underground secret base is connected to Downing Street and the Cabinet Office via a tunnel that runs right underneath Whitehall. The government, of course, denies that these tunnels even exist. Thinking of building your own underground base? Pindar cost 126 million pounds—and that was in 1994.

One of the most famous tourist destinations in London is Buckingham Palace. It has been suggested that the Royal Family have a personal underground train that takes them to 10 Downing Street, the Houses of Parliament, and some even say the train takes them all the way to Scotland. It has also been said that this tunnel is actually a simple tunnel that connects with Green Park Tube Station. Nobody really knows where the secret tunnels of Buckingham Palace really go—but the Queen Mother did write in a diary that there were secret tunnels. Perhaps one day we will know the truth?

There’s another tunnel under Whitehall. It’s called Q-Whitehall and runs from Trafalgar Square to King Charles Square. It has been suggested that these tunnels offer an escape during times of crisis for the government. The tunnels were extended in 1951—but there are few details. Everything to do with Q-Whitehall is protected.

The Clerkenwell House of Detention was opened in 1617 and pulled down in 1890. However, underneath where the building once stood, there’s an apparent “labyrinth” of “catacombs” which could by all account house 286 prisoners. The site is now home to a housing project—but the tunnels are still accessible and have been used as a film set.

Back to government buildings—it is public knowledge that a Mail Rail existed under the streets of London. This driverless underground railway was used to move post between sorting offices and ran for years until its closure in the early 2000s. It has been recently announced that part of the network will be opened as a tourist destination with a short train journey and even a museum.

It is more than likely true that there are more secrets under the aged streets of the capital of England. What do you think lurks down there?

For more urban myths fictionalized in exciting action/adventure stories, check out my book series ‘The Chronicles of Jeremy Nash‘.



March 18, 2016

Do You Want To Attend A Gunfight This Wednesday?

Filed under: Uncategorized — Frank Fiore @ 2:39 PM

Next Wednesday Frank F. Fiore’s latest  western “Gunfight at Black Ridge” will be free to download from the Kindle store! Don’t miss out!



Attend A Gunfight On Wednesday 23rd March 2015!

Gunfight at Black Ridge …..

Says Only One Thing…

It Could Be Your Town

And Asks One Question…

Would You Fight, or Walk Away?

Get Your Copy Free on Kindle onWednesday!


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