Haunted Liverpool 14

Haunted Liverpool #14

by Tom Slemen

Massive wolves and enormous, dog-eating birds at large in Liverpool? Evil forces welling up from the ground in the city centre and making peace-loving people behave like demons? In the world of renowned local author, Tom Slemen, such phenomena are everyday facts of life.
In Haunted Liverpool 14 he takes us on another supernatural roller-coaster ride encompassing all manner of weird and wonderful entities from hundreds of years ago, right up to the present day. From the Tarbock Fiend - a vampire-like creature which terrorised a community for generations - to the Croxteth Wind Devil, which harrassed an ordinary young mother for no apparent reason, this latest collection of stories is guaranteed to entertain and fascinate his readers.
Every account is meticulously researched by Tom, either in local libraries and archives, or at the actual scene of the supernatural event. His open-mindedness and willingness to delve into every conceivable type of paranormal activity, have given him a unique insight into some of life's greatest mysteries. Through his writing, we, his readers, are given the privilege of joining him on his amazing journey of discovery.
This book contains previously-unpublished material.

128 pages, Paperback

First published January 1, 2007

About the author

Tom Slemen is a Liverpool writer, columnist and broadcaster, known foremostly as the author of the best-selling Haunted Liverpool series of books which document paranormal incidents and often unsolved or unusual crimes in his home town of Liverpool, past and present.
--from the author's website

Reviews

[Danielle · Rating 1 out of 5]

No favourite stories.

[Sarah · Rating 3 out of 5]

After reading a few other books from the Haunted Liverpool series, I found this a let-down. These books are supposed true accounts from real Liverpudlians, but this one is more fairy tale than ghost story. For example, there’s a man that turns into a giant bird and eats people. And an old woman who claimed that her uncle had a gang of goblins for friends and when she died she remained a child forever, living wild in the woods with the goblins. There was even a captured leprechaun in the early 1900’s that was interviewed for the newspaper but instead of speaking would just growl and squeal. Now, I take all ghost stories with a grain of salt—people get scared in the dark and think that branch scraping the window is a ghost trying to get in, etc, etc. But…I found these stories to be too far-fetched and downright laughable. It was entertaining and even interesting, but when I read ghost stories it’s for the thrill of spine tingles and wondering what that bump in the night is. Certainly not leprechauns! Tom, please stick with the ghosties!