Nicola Kirk: Author and Collector of Paranormal Stories and Other Strange Encounters

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I probably shouldn’t say this, but I am easily pleased.  It’s true.  So when one of my bloggy writer friends, Kay Glass, mentioned she has her literary creations available in paperback format, courtesy of Create Space on Amazon, I must confess I almost tap danced on the table with glee, because that meant that it was now possible for me to do the same! Woohoo!

Kindles are great – they’re light, easy, everyone on the train on the way into work of a morning is glued to them!  But I love paper.  Lovely, lovely papery paperbacks that I can hold in my hands and bury my nose in and, I’m guessing, I’m not the only one who feels this way.  So, I am now delighted to announce that Tiennador is available in paperback format (at a sensible price!).  I hope some of you might be tempted to purchase a copy (hey, who called me pushy? Quiet there in the back row!)…

So, what’s Tiennador all about then?:

“First rule of an investigation – always go in pairs.”

These words come to haunt paranormal investigator, Heather King, when she reluctantly agrees to let her best friend and colleague, Lynette Matthews, go off on her own to investigate supernatural goings on deep in London’s West End. When Lynette goes missing and an egotistical private investigator is brought in to track down the unfortunate woman, Heather can’t believe things can possibly get any worse… until she meets the bloodthirsty clans of the Tiennador Lands.

Caught up in a desperate race to save Lynette’s life as well as her own, time is running out to reach the Fortress of Kirator before hell is unleashed on earth.



Reviews available here: Amazon

And for those of you who enjoyed Tiennador, the sequel, Skaran, (which is already available for Kindles) will also be available shortly in paperback format too.

Best wishes.


(c) Nicola Kirk 2012 and 2012



There have been some updates regarding the availability of my novels of late and I am delighted to announce that Tiennador and Skaran are now available for Kindles/ e-readers on Amazon and the rest of my novels will also be available on there shortly.

Thanks for your continued support!

Nicola Kirk


Next time your child is being a little devil, just thank your lucky stars they’re not really the spawn of Satan…

Click here for a free copy of: The Nameless.

Format: PDF file


©Nicola Kirk and 2010


Heather King and Alex Charlton return in Skaran, the sequel to Tiennador.

Sometimes being a paranormal investigator isn’t all fun and games, especially when there’s a blood thirsty demon out to get you.

When Heather and Alex discover that the Clans of Tiennador are plotting against them they decide it’s time for drastic action… but at what cost?

SAMPLE CHAPTER: Skaran – Chapter One Sample

Pages: 333

First published: 2010

Language: English

Format: PDF file

Preferred method of payment: Paypal

Price: £4.50

To place an order email:


“First rule of an investigation – always go in pairs…”

These words come to haunt paranormal investigator, Heather King, when she reluctantly agrees to let her best friend and colleague, Lynette Matthews, go off on her own to investigate supernatural goings on deep in London’s West End. When Lynette goes missing and an egotistical private investigator is brought in to track down the unfortunate woman, Heather can’t believe things can possibly get any worse… until she meets the bloodthirsty clans of the Tiennador Lands.

Caught up in a desperate race to save Lynette’s life as well as her own, time is running out to reach the Fortress of Kirator before hell is unleashed on earth.

SAMPLE CHAPTER: Chapter One Sample – Tiennador

Pages: 406

First published: 2006

Language: English

Format: PDF file

Preferred method of payment: Paypal

Price: £5.50 (paperback originally £15.50)

Reviews of this book can be found on Amazon

To place an order email:

©Nicola Kirk and 2010

Vampire Hunting at Highgate Cemetery

I’ve never been vampire hunting before.  It’s not an obvious pastime in this day and age, but back in 2008 I went to Highgate Cemetery, London, to see if the Highgate Vampire fancied a chat.

This was my second visit to Highgate (dragging my ever so patient husband with me) but I wasn’t going back because I’d overlooked the walking dead the first time round; it was because Highgate Cemetery is such an incredible place and there’s so much to see.  It really is a huge ‘Victorian Valhalla’ with the added bonus that it also has a vampiric past.

Why was such a vast cemetery needed in the first place?  What was wrong with the average church graveyard?  In 1800 the population of London was 1 million. By 1850 it had gone up to 2.3 million and graveyards were struggling to cope with the sheer number of burials (people had a nasty habit of dying on a frighteningly regular basis back then).  The inner London graveyard ethic of ‘pile ‘em high, worry about it later’ was no longer working and graveyards were becoming serious health hazards. Sometimes bodies were left to rot, unburied, or they weren’t buried deep enough (some graves were just two foot deep … if the gravedigger was feeling generous).  It wasn’t unusual for graves to be emptied out for reuse before the resident had had a chance to even decompose.  Things were rather grim.

Highgate was built in 1839 as part of the ‘Magnificent Seven’, a series of modern cemeteries around the outskirts of London designed to cater for the numbers of dead that London could no longer cope with.

Highgate Cemetery is an amazing place, split into two parts, the East side and the West side.  The West side is the oldest site and is only accessible on a tour.  The Eastern side is accessible without accompaniment.

You Tube Tour of Highgate Cemetery – West Side

For those interested in odd stuff, Highgate Cemetery may already be known to you because of the Highgate Vampire.  In 1969, David Farrant pushed paranormal interest in the cemetery into the public arena by reporting a sighting of a grey figure which he considered to be otherworldly.  It wasn’t long before other people were saying they had also seen odd things too, either down Swains Lane, the long winding road that runs down the side of the old graveyard, or in the graveyard itself.  Interestingly enough though, no two stories reported were the same.

Another chap called Sean Manchester also got involved with the Highgate Vampire story.  He was keen to label the paranormal entity allegedly haunting the cemetery as a vampire, whereas Farrant was a little more hesitant to do so, referring to the entity as a ghost or a spectre instead but it was the vampire label that stuck.

The two gents have both had a lot to say on the Highgate Vampire subject and both brought out books on their experiences.  Having read both Farrant’s and Manchester’s accounts I found them to be so fantastical it was impossible to take them seriously.  But if you want to have a look for yourself you can get the books from Amazon:

Sean Manchester’s Book

David Farrant’s Book

Farrant and Manchester have spent the past goodness knows how long arguing about what happened and I understand the arguments still rage even now.

In my previous article, Red Eye At Night, Devil’s Delight, I mentioned a red-eyed spectre that had been encountered drifting around Swains Lane.  This spectre apparently spoke to the eyewitness, wishing them a good evening before disappearing through a cemetery wall.  Other ghosts allegedly seen at Highgate Cemetery include a ghostly cyclist who was seen making his way up the hill near the cemetery and in recent years a ghost of a mad old woman with long hair has been seen among the grave stones. That last sighting was not me, before you all start pointing the finger.

If you get a chance, I would highly recommend going on one of the Highgate Cemetery Tours, even if you’re not that interested in ghosts.  There are many famous people buried there and the tour guides are extremely knowledgeable and have many tales to tell along the way about the cemetery inhabitants.


©Nicola Kirk and 2010

Red Eye At Night… Devil’s Delight?

Bad guys in horror movies usually can’t hide their identities for long because the directors like to give them neon red eyeballs.  Vampires, werewolves, demonic doggies, they all get the same treatment.  But is this stereotyping?  Is there any basis for assuming all things evil should have eyes redder than a baboon’s bottom?

Whilst looking for other occurrences of evil red-eyed beings, I unearthed a story about a particularly evil statue known as Black Agnes, or Black Aggie.  An allegedly murderous statue by this name used to live in Loudon Park Cemetery, Baltimore, Maryland, USA.  Rumours that the statue harboured murderous intentions were cooked up by kids and used as part of initiation ceremonies to scare the life out of their friends.  The story went that Black Aggie’s eyes would burn bright red at night and would blind anyone who looked into them.  Other versions of the story say that part of the initiation ceremony was to sit on the statue’s lap all night, but the last person who was brave enough to take up the dare was found dead the next morning, still sitting on the statue’s lap but with marks on her body apparently from the statue’s deadly embrace.  The statue was moved twice to put an end to the rituals and ended up in the Smithsonian Institute where it was finally made teenager proof.

Another creature of the night that regularly has red eyes is the Black Shuck, a demonic dog that roams around the Norfolk and Suffolk coastlines.  Some say it is as big as a Great Dane, others that it’s as big as a horse.  The Shuck may have been the inspiration for Arthur Conan Doyle’s, The Hound of the Baskervilles.  There are confusing reports about the Shuck and its motives for making an appearance.  Some say that if you see the beast then someone close to you will die.  Other say the Shuck sometimes accompanies women travelling on their own and acts as a protector.  Personally, unless it comes with a sturdy muzzle, I’d rather take my chances alone…  Some graveyards are reputedly prowled by a Shuck but the beast also enjoys lurking down side roads, snuffling around at crossroads (popular places to bury suicides), and, of course, slinking around dark and foreboding forests.

One of my all time favourite places also comes with a resident red-eyed ghost.  Highgate Cemetery, London, is famous for its vampire stories from the early 1970s but it is not the vampire that I’m interested in here.  There is a recent report (alas, I don’t have the exact date for the report) of a pedestrian who was walking down the lane that runs through the cemetery.  I can only assume they mean Swains Lane which runs between the east and the west cemeteries.  The pedestrian reported seeing a tall apparition with glowing red eyes and wearing a long black cloak.  The apparition whispered ‘good evening, sir,’ as it glided past and disappeared through a stone wall.  Perhaps it was the vampire that allegedly haunted the cemetery in the 1970s, but I understand Sean Manchester pounded the life out of that particular entity with a hammer and stake many years ago.

Going back to the theme of beasties with red eyes, I recently came across a story posted on Phantoms and Monsters about a couple who were on their way home to Illinois.  Just south of a place called Fuller Cemetery (unfortunate name), the husband thought he saw a large bird of some description by the side of the road.  He didn’t think much of it but his wife began to scream.  He pulled over into the entrance to the cemetery to calm her down, telling her it had only been a big bird she’d seen, but apparently that wasn’t what the wife had seen at all.  She had seen a large animal running along by the side of their car – it was so big its head had come to the top of the window!  She was sure the creature she had seen was a huge bear with red eyes but the area is not known for being a home to bears and certainly not ones with red eyes.

It would seem that although most people would rather not have an encounter with some red-eyed creature of the night, not all  are deserving of an evil reputation, for example the Shuck who likes to protect lone, female travellers. Although it might be advisable not to go and annoy graveyard statues, just in case.


©Nicola Kirk and 2010

Who are the Black Eyed Children?

I heard mention of a curious thing the other day.  Black Eyed Children.  No, they are not victims of child abuse or a new rock band, but rather a strange new topic of discussion.  Well, new to me anyway.

The story goes that these Black Eyed Children (or BEK’s for short) go about in pairs or small groups, are usually aged between 12 and 17 and always seem to be male.  People have reported being approached by these strange children when they are getting into their cars, when they are at home or even when they are out skateboarding.  Far from being loutish and riddled with teenage angst, BEKs are polite, confident and eloquent as they request a ride home because they’ve ‘lost their bus money’ or knock on someone’s door because they ‘need to use the phone’.  People who have encountered BEKs report feeling a sense of dread and this feeling increases when they realise the children’s eyes have no whites or irises – they are completely black.  People do not seem to notice the BEK’s unusual eyes immediately, which is odd considering eyes are the first thing you tend look at when you talk to someone, although I have heard that if people are frightened of something, the first thing they do is look away, so perhaps that’s why people aren’t noticing the eyes until later.  It’s a possibility.

From the accounts I have read so far, it would appear that encounters with BEKs occur mainly (if not entirely) in America.  If anyone has an English account, or indeed an account from anywhere else in the world, I would be interested in hearing about it (same email address as usual:

According to The Black, stories of BEKs began to appear in January 1998 when a chap called Brian Bethel reported being accosted by two BEKs when he got into his car (read Brian’s original account here).  The children said they wanted a ride home but Bethel felt uneasy about the whole thing and refused.  He reported that the children’s eyes were completely black, although he didn’t notice this until halfway through their conversation, possibly because of some kind of ‘mind control’ being used by the children.  When he refused them access to his car they became annoyed and more insistent with their demands.  Although this belligerent kind of behaviour would not be out of place with any average teenager, it would appear that no threats of actual violence were issued, just a strange persistence that they be allowed into the car.   Bethel reported that he really struggled to refuse them.  BEKs also seem to have a strange ability to just ‘disappear’ without a trace when people manage to defy them or call the police.

BEKs reportedly appear at dusk or at night and this, in conjunction with their ‘requests’ to be let into people’s cars and homes, is reminiscent of vampire lore: they can’t enter without permission.  Another account of BEK’s trying to gain access to someone’s home can be heard towards the end of Jim Harold’s Paranormal Podcast (no. 106 – Real Vampires with Brad Steiger), although I’d highly recommend listening to the entire thing because Jim’s podcasts are entertaining and full of interesting bits and pieces and interviews.  You can download these podcasts free from iTunes.

Looking at BEKs’ behaviour in a rational light, it is not unusual for criminals to just walk up to their victims and demand they hand over their bag/phone/car keys.  People are sometimes too shocked and intimidated to do anything but handover whatever it is the criminal wants.  The implied threat of violence is there even if they’re not waving a knife in your face.  Perhaps it is the same with these BEKs – people are surprised and intimidated at what they are being faced with and for a moment they find it difficult to say no.  And then, fortunately, sense kicks in and they realise they can say no, after all, they are only kids.  And what of the strange eyes?  Well, obviously they could be wearing contacts.  All black contacts are readily available these days and it’s possible that as these kids only seem to appear at dusk when the light is beginning to fail, people don’t immediately notice the eyes, especially if they’re wearing a hoodie top or a baseball cap.

My final question is, has anyone actually given into these kids and, if so, what has become of them?  In the Paranormal Podcast mentioned earlier, Brad Steiger says that he knows of a couple of accounts where people have let these BEKs in and have been unable to get rid of them, to the point where people have been forced to move.   Surely a quick phone call to the police would sort that one out?

As mentioned earlier, BEKs seem to have a knack evaporating without a trace when their plans are foiled, but again this could be explained away by the fact that most kids know their neighbourhood area like the back of their hand and know all the little shortcuts and hidey holes that adults and police might not so they can effectively ‘disappear’.

Some people believe these BEKs are demons, vampires or even aliens.  Others believe they are a new urban legend or perhaps they are just badly behaved kids out causing mischief.  If you have any thoughts, I’d love to hear them.


©Nicola Kirk and 2010

Weird World

I should start by saying that beginning this blog was not my idea – therefore if it all goes horribly wrong we can all point the Finger of Doom at my husband’s cousin, Katie.

Weird World has come about because last Sunday morning, whilst considering all things strange with possible paranormal undertones, I began wondering how many people in my little village of North Weald had had a paranormal or unexplainable experience but hadn’t documented it, for whatever reason.  Perhaps they were worried they would be laughed at, or maybe they didn’t see the point in making a detailed note of it – they would just tell their friends and family about it in hushed tones and that would be that.  Then I began to wonder how many people in the surrounding towns and counties, nay, the country (I was clearly feeling a little ambitious that morning), were keeping valuable information under their hats!  And I thought – this is terrible!  All this information is going undocumented.  I must do something about it.  And so here I am, a self titled paranormal researcher looking for tales of paranormal and general oddness with a few legends and myths thrown in for good measure.

My first problem was, how would I get people to tell me about their experiences?  I can’t just march up to people, stuff a dictaphone in their face and demand they tell me all.  It’s just not going to happen.  So I designed a few fliers to put up in various places (with permission, of course) and even found a website that produced nice looking but delightfully cheap business cards.

After boring my mother over the phone with my ideas of paranormal world domination, we decided the name Weird World just about summed up what  my project was going to be all about – bringing together tales of weirdness going on in the world in one place.

There are no strict parameters with regards to the subjects I’m interested in hearing about – ghost sightings, local legends, urban legends, UFO sightings, cryptozoology (don’t go running for the dictionary, I’ll do it for you: cryptozoology is the study of evidence tending to substantiate the existence of, or the search for, creatures whose reported existence is unproved, as the Abominable Snowman or the Loch Ness monster), experiences with Ouija boards, incredible coincidences… you get my drift.  If you have anything you would like to share, please email me at, I would be delighted to hear from you.

If I get enough information I’m planning on writing a book including some of the most interesting experiences I receive from people or places I have researched.  Fingers crossed there will be enough people out there who wish to get in touch.

I suspect the gathering of information is not going to be an easy task.  Having been into Epping and dropped into the oldest pub in the town, I was full of hopes that the landlord and staff would have numerous tales about things that pulled a pint in the night to regale me with.  Alas, when I explained what sort of information I was after, the the barmaid just gave me an incredulous look, went to find the landlord (who wouldn’t even come out of the basement to talk to me) and told me ‘he said no, probably not’.  A little depressing but not enough to stop me.

Tomorrow is another day and there are many more people out there I can pester for tales of the paranormal.


©Nicola Kirk and 2010

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