Andy Eva · Chicago · Middle-grade horror
The Duke of Dread
Scary stories for readers ages 8 to 12 who check under the bed and then keep reading anyway.
Nightmare at the End of the Rainbow
On St. Patrick's Day, twelve-year-old Robert O'Malley does what everybody dreams of doing. He follows a rainbow all the way to its end.
Waiting there is a leprechaun with a gift: a money bag that never, ever runs empty. All Robert has to do is follow one simple rule.
Tell no one.
Robert is sure he can keep a secret. But every time he slips, somebody vanishes. First it's someone he loves. Then it's a lot more than one somebody. And the leprechaun is only getting hungrier.
- Series
- Night Terrors, Book 1
- Released
- September 10, 2026
- Reading age
- Middle grade, 8 to 12
- Paperback
- 130 pages
- Illustrations
- Jules Rush
- ISBN
- 979-8-234-18422-1
On the shelf at The Press in Valparaiso, Indiana.
Any bookstore or library can order it with the ISBN above.
Meet the gentleman at the end of the rainbow
One rule. Tell no one.
A warning
- The bag will never run empty.
- He is always listening.
- Every slip costs somebody.
Do not say you were not warned.
The Night Terrors Shop
Wear the warning
Tees, raglans and tie-dye stamped with the title in blood red or midnight black. Proof you made it to the end of the rainbow and back.
Dispatches from the estate
The Crypt
Opening the crypt…
As told by those who survived
The Legend of the Duke
No one knows for certain where the Duke of Dread came from. Some say he was born on the thirteenth stroke of a midnight clock. Others swear he climbed out of a library book that had been overdue for a hundred years. The librarians refuse to say which.
This much is known. The Duke keeps a crumbling estate somewhere past the edge of the map, and every nightmare that has ever slipped loose from a sleeping child eventually wanders up his road. He does not chase them away. He invites them in, sits them by the fire, and writes down every word they whisper.
Those pages become his books.
By daylight he walks among ordinary people under the name Andy Eva. His true name has never been spoken aloud, and those who go looking for it tend not to come back. He is said to haunt Chicago, where the wind off the lake carries his stories from one dark alley to the next, and where he studies the one thing every monster must understand: what makes a kid's hair stand on end.
On moonless nights he tells the true histories of horror's most infamous figures, from the Hook Man to Coffin Joe, to anyone brave enough to press play.
His first chronicle, Nightmare at the End of the Rainbow, was pried from the grip of a leprechaun who should never have been trusted. It is the first of the Night Terrors.
It will not be the last.