THE LOBBY

Join the Find & Color the Suspect Challenge from Teardrops of Lake Tawakoni: The Coloring Book! Hidden suspects appear on select pages—spot them, color them, and upload your finished artwork in the comments. The first 10 readers to find and share all hidden suspects will win a free audiobook and have their pages featured on the author’s website. Dive into suspense, secrets, and eerie East Texas landscapes in this interactive coloring experience.

Welcome to the Unofficial Survival Guide for Chaotic Adults—where being “too much” is actually proof you adapted better than everyone else. This lesson breaks down why your so-called “dark traits” (suspicion, bluntness, detachment, pettiness, dark humor) are survival instincts, not flaws. From holiday ambushes to late-night drama texts, here’s how the dark side keeps you sane—and unsteppable.

The folder was thin, warped at the edges, but heavy with ghosts. Murder Doesn’t Clock Out: Before Quinlan. Back then Loretta and David thought they were invincible—Texas Violent Crimes Task Force rookies chasing shadows. What they found instead was a wax museum of the dead, a blaze that erased more than evidence, and the first mistake that would haunt every case to come.

Harold Finch was found slumped over his garage workbench, throat slashed clean. A six-inch wooden doll, dressed in miniature overalls, mirrored the wound exactly. The next day, Albert Keyes was discovered in his study, wrist lacerated, with another doll—cardigan and glasses—standing upright on the desk. Each scene was staged with obsessive precision. The killer didn’t just leave evidence. They left a performance.

Bragg Road in Saratoga, Texas is home to one of the state’s most chilling legends: the Headless Railroad Worker. Said to have been decapitated in a tragic rail accident in the early 1900s, his ghost still roams the abandoned line, swinging a lantern in search of his missing head. Visitors report seeing a glowing light drifting through the Big Thicket—silent, eerie, and impossible to explain. Some searches never end. 👻

Before Lake Tawakoni was a reservoir, it was a valley thick with pine and secrets. They say one tree still grows beneath the water—upside down, feeding on broken promises. And from it crawls the Splinter Man: a bark-bodied figure with hollow eyes and creaking limbs. He doesn’t kill. He scatters. So if you hear wood groan near the eastern shore, don’t speak. Don’t lie. And whatever you do… don’t look into the water.

In East Texas, the legend of Bowers Mansion still lingers like a cold breath on the neck. Decades after a tragic murder-suicide, locals report flickering lights, phantom footsteps, and the silhouette of Mary drifting past upstairs windows. Paranormal teams have documented chilling phenomena, while storytellers draw inspiration from its sorrow-soaked walls. This haunting tale blends history, grief, and the supernatural into one unforgettable mystery.

In Point, Texas, the legend of Rosalea haunts Clifton Cemetery. After her grave filled with groundwater, she appeared to the diggers, warning them not to bury her there. They ignored her—and soon, an eerie image of her face appeared on a tree at the head of the grave. Every man who touched it died within weeks. The tree was burned, but its scorched stump remains. Visitors say it’s still cold to the touch. Rosalea’s warning lingers. Don’t dig. Don’t touch. Don’t forget.

In the fog-shrouded town of Point, Texas, eerie figures roam—three identical men marked by silent wounds, and a fourth soaked in blood. Locals whisper they’re victims of the Dollmaker, each shadowed by a handcrafted wooden doll. No one knows where they come from, but their presence leaves mirrors fogged and hearts racing. Are they ghosts, warnings, or something worse? Discover the chilling legend that blurs the line between folklore and fear. Do you believe?

Drivers near Point, Texas have reported picking up a barefoot woman on FM 47—only for her to vanish before reaching her destination. Locals say she’s the ghost of a girl who died in a 1979 wreck, still trying to find her way home. This chilling East Texas legend draws curious travelers and ghost hunters alike. Discover the haunting truth behind the Vanishing Hitchhiker of Lake Tawakoni.

The Dollmaker of Point is a chilling psychological thriller and Book Two in A Texas Thriller of Murder and Betrayal series. When a brutal Texas murder mystery shocks the town of Point, married detectives Loretta and David Smitty face a serial killer who leaves dolls mirroring each victim’s wounds. Dark, twisted, and unforgettable, this crime thriller delivers edge-of-your-seat suspense for fans of murder mystery and suspense novels.

In 2019, surveyors near Lake Tawakoni uncovered shallow, unmarked graves—no headstones, no records, just silence and bones. The land was once a forgotten homestead, abandoned in the 1940s. The remains were never identified. Locals say the site was quietly fenced off, but the questions linger: Who were they burying—and why didn’t they want them found?

Locals say if you hear crying near Lake Tawakoni at dawn, don’t follow it. The Wailing Woman—drenched in fog and grief—calls for her lost daughter, Lila. Campers report sobbing, wet footprints, and dreams of drowning. She vanished decades ago, but the lake never forgets. And neither does she.

The woods around Lake Tawakoni fall silent before something happens. No wind. No crickets. Just stillness—and then the bonfires. Locals whisper about shadowed figures, bone circles, and symbols that bleed sap. No arrests. No answers. Just rumors. And the occasional missing person. I didn’t want to believe it either. Until I saw the clearing.

The Dark Beneath: Scary Folklore & Whispers Near Lake Tawakoni... They say the lake is peaceful. A place for fishing, swimming, and quiet reflection. But Lake Tawakoni doesn’t just hold water—it holds stories. And some of them don’t float. Today I will start revealing the unsettling truths & rumors that make this East Texas reservoir more than just a scenic backdrop. These are the whispers that linger in the fog, ripple beneath the surface, and echo in the silence between foo