Are you patiently waiting for the release of the second book in our Slavic urban fantasy trilogy A Town Called River by Igor Rendić? If the answer is yes, then we have a treat for you! We have a preview of the first chapter, A Late Summer’s Night, to check out what waits for PaulContinue reading “Seasons of the River: Preview and a bonus story!”
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Cover Reveal: Seasons of the River
With a change in the season, going from summer to fall (with the fall equinox just at the corner!), we bring you a first look at the glorious cover of the Seasons of the River.
Cover Reveal: Slavic Supernatural
Something Slavic this way comes…
And it’s the cover reveal of our first anthology! It’s beautiful, eerie, and dark, just like the stories in the book
Slavic Supernatural Story Lineup
Check out the lineup for our first anthology of Slavic magic, gods and dark folklore!
A Cover Reveal That Will Eat at You
As promised, today we’re sharing with you the cover for our upcoming summer release: a horror novella of aquatic dread and eco disasters, It Eats Us From the Inside by Antonija Mežnarić. Are you ready? This suffocatingly great cover was made by Antonio Filipović. He’s an illustrator and graphic design artist, and as a partContinue reading “A Cover Reveal That Will Eat at You”
Open Call: Slavic Supernatural Anthology
Shtriga is currently open for short story submissions for our first ever anthology. We’re looking for supernatural stories inspired by Slavic mythology and folklore. It can be any type of fantasy subgenre—for example, urban, epic, dark and historical fantasy, paranormal romance; any type of horror, gothic romances and such—it just needs to have a supernaturalContinue reading “Open Call: Slavic Supernatural Anthology”
What Do Nightmares Dream Of—going live!
The sapphic horror novella about loneliness, nightmares, repressed memories and survival is now live!
Of Monsters and Dogs, by Antonija Mežnarić
“He fucking ate my dog,” the woman answered with anguish and pure, unbridled confusion in her voice. She lifted her face, sticky and red, and looked at Danijela with eyes which were bright even in the dimly lit park. “He fucking ate my fucking dog.”