Candace Nola is a multi-award-winning author, editor, and publisher. She writes poetry, horror, dark fantasy, and extreme horror content. She is the creator of Uncomfortably Dark Horror, which focuses primarily on promoting indie horror authors and small presses with weekly book reviews, interviews, and special features.

Books include Breach, Beyond the Breach, Hank Flynn, Bishop, Earth vs The Lava Spiders, The Unicorn Killer, Unmasked, The Vet, Desperate Wishes, Transformation, Zombie Ducks, Zippers and many more. Her short stories can be found in The Baker's Dozen anthology, Secondhand Creeps, American Cannibal, Just A Girl, The Horror Collection: Lost Edition, Exactly the Wrong Things and many others.

Awards include the Splatterpunk Award for Anthology of the Year, 2022, for The Baker's Dozen, and the Splatterpunk Award for Anthology of the Year, 2023, for Camp Slasher Lake, vol. 1. Her novel, Beyond the Breach, won the Novel of the Year from the Horror Author's Guild in 2021.

Website: https://www.candacenolaauthor.com/

The Unicorn Killer by Candace Nola

Frank Franklin has one goal in life, to be the world's most memorable serial killer. But he's grown bored with his routine and craves something fresh and inspiring.

He longs for something that will cement his place in the history books. A late-night infomercial might be the answer to his prayers, in a most unexpected way.

A unique horror comedy novella.

CURATOR'S NOTE

This venture into horror comedy follows the foibles of Frank Franklin, whose determination to become the world's most memorable serial killer will steer him on a course packed with giggles, a mounting body count, and glitter. – Mike Allen

 

REVIEWS

  • "Short and sweet and wonderfully gory in places. To be honest, even though Frank is a serial killer, I found myself rooting for him…"

    – Amazon Review

  • "…The Unicorn Killer is short and sweet & definitely has that re-readable quality that having you grinning again and again. To say that I had fun with this one would be an understatement! This is a MUST READ!"

    – Amazon review

  • "The Unicorn Killer is the epitome of pedal to the metal, no filler carnage. It can easily be read in one sitting and hard not to. Wickedly entertaining!"

    – Amazon Review
 

BOOK PREVIEW

Excerpt

Chapter One

Frank was bored. And Frank was tired. Frustrated, he plunged the knife into the meaty center of the woman on the floor and stood up, not even caring to watch the fresh spurt of blood as the blade drove home. He stepped over the body and trudged to his mini fridge in the back corner.

Bending down, he peered inside, snagged a grape Fanta, and popped the cap. He chugged it, belched, then chuckled as he grabbed another one. This time, he slammed the fridge closed, spun around, and swung his hips to the beat as he sang the absurd theme song from the tasty drink. "Don't 'cha wanna, wanna Fanta?!" Frank chugged half the can this time, theme song still infecting his brain, then gave another loud belch.

He walked back over to the woman on the floor, kicked her shin, waiting to see if she had responded. Nothing. He kicked her again and waited. Still nothing but a jiggle of her heavy breasts and slightly rounded stomach. Blood oozed from multiple wounds and spread around her body like a blood angel. He shrugged and took a few steps back, plopping down on the stool by his workbench, staring dejectedly at the corpse.

Frank wasn't having fun anymore. Corpse after corpse had lain on this very floor. Men, women, young, old, and everything in between. Mailmen, milkmen, delivery men, Avon ladies, PTA ladies, and more, all had met their demise in Frank's pink and purple garden shed. He had done everything from hang them, dismember them, flay them alive, and dip them in acid. But now, something was missing. The thrill was gone somehow.

He enjoyed the games of hide and go seek he played with their heads, as he left them in creative places for the police to find. Oh sure, the initial rush was there and the hunt, the capture, the first cut, but after that, it was mundane, tedious, and boring. Stab and withdraw. Stab and withdraw. Blah. Blah. Blah. There were only so many ways to kill someone. He needed something fresh.