Showing posts with label horror. Show all posts
Showing posts with label horror. Show all posts

Thursday, October 31, 2019

Autumn Countdown Blitz Day 10: Cursed Collectibles - an anthology edited by Jace Killan




Jace lives in Arizona with my family, wife and five kids and a little dog. He writes fiction, thrillers and soft sci-fi with a little short horror on the side. He holds an MBA and work sin finance for a biotechnology firm.

Jace volunteers with the Boy Scouts, plays and writes music, and enjoys everything outdoors. He's also a novice photographer.




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Spend an afternoon antiquing and it’s not hard to figure out why picking has become one of America’s fondest pastimes. It’s treasure hunting while connecting with history. But what if those treasures hunt us back?


From old books, to vinyl records, antique mirrors, vintage figurines, or a Bob’s Big Boy piggy bank, curses have no limits.

Featuring stories from D.J. Butler, Joy Auburn, Martin L. Shoemaker, Jessica Guernsey, John D. Payne, Jen Bair, Karen Pellett, Steve Ruskin, Tanya Hales, Lauren Lang, Frank Morin, Mike Jack Stoumbous, Kelly Lynn Colby, Jace Killan, Jo Schneider, Gama Ray Martinez, Martin Greening, Chris Abela, A.J. Mayall, Heidi A. Wilde, Shannon Fox, Lauryn Christopher, and Mark Leslie Lefebvre.

All proceeds of this book go to the Don Hodge Scholarship Fund for writers


Snippet:

The Shape’s laugh boomed throughout the shop, knocking a porcelain eye off the nearest shelf. Cleverness is such a tasty vice. When I crush it and drink it, it is sweeter than the blood of a newborn babe. You maggots think that you can outwit me. If after fifty thousand years the Adversary still has not caught me, what chance have any of you?”




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Monday, October 16, 2017

Monster Mash Countdown Blitz Day One: Riptide: Betrayal of Blood by Claudette Melanson






Claudette Melanson writes & edits in Kitchener, Ontario, with her husband Ron and four bun babies: Tegan, Pepper, Butters & Beckett. She graduated from Indiana University of Pennsylvania with a BA in English and an MA in Literature. She's wished to be a Vampire since age five. She hopes to one day work full time as an author, since there are many, many books living inside her head.

In her spare time she enjoys watching Japanese Anime and reading vampire stories....along with other great fiction. She is also very interested in good health and is an advocate of Ketogenic eating, using whole and natural foods. Her favorite foods are bulletproof coffee, cashew flour crust pizza and treats made with xylitol and almond, coconut or cashew flours.

Future dreams include writing many more books and spending more time with her son Jacob. Her biggest dream is to make Universal Halloween Horror Nights a yearly event with hubby and son. A Rabbit Rescue fanatic, she also hopes to help rescues all over the world save many innocent lives.


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The 3rd book in the 1st of several trilogies featuring Maura & her family! 

Maura has never felt so alone in her life…nor has her existence ever been so overshadowed by peril… 

Not only do both her parents—her distant but loving mother and recently- returned father—remain absent from her life, but due to the hideous error in judgement executed in collusion with her best friend, Valdamir, and adoptive sister, Susie, Maura has been cut off from the pair’s friendship and support, forbidden by both her father and the fallout from the dire outcome to see either of them. The heartbreak she suffers, brought on by the weight of these estrangements, is only intensified by the continued mysterious absence of her supernaturally-destined mate, Ron…whose disappearance delivers grave consequences Maura would have never dreamed possible…

Despised by her vampire cousin, Aldiva, for reasons Maura cannot yet comprehend, the young changeling will be forced to guard her back with every step, as she comes to realize this member of her vampire family would love nothing more than to bring about her demise. Aldiva’s wrath calls forth other members from both Vancouver covens, forcing them to rush to Maura’s aid—even though her father, their king, has expressly forbidden the other vampires to initiate contact with his daughter. Will her extended family on Vancouver Island obey, abandoning Maura to her doom, or will they instead rebel against Maxwell’s wishes in order to save her life? 

In addition to the menace personified in her unsolicited enemy, the unlikely vampire princess will find herself drowning as she is pulled down into the depths of a far more devastating crisis…one which may condemn her to a fate she considers much more undesirable than death. But in order to tear herself free from the deadly pull which is drawing her under, Maura must enlist the help of her preternatural family, exposing her newfound friends to a danger none of them have ever had the misfortune to face before. Can she be saved or will the riptide drag Maura under…along with those she loves the most… 

In this third and final book of The Maura DeLuca Trilogy,the first of several trilogies to come, the reader will delve even deeper into the secrets guarded by Maura’s father, the mystery of Ron’s role in her life and the identities of the mysterious Vancouver Island Coven members who have, up until now, remained hidden in the shadows. This trilogy rounds out the segment of Maura’s life during which she discovers she is a member of The Born—a human destined to complete her transformation into a vampire! This series of young adult fantasy novels has been enjoyed by readers of nearly every age and are found by them to be dramatically different from any other vampire books they have read in the past. Discover a magical world filled with fae, angels, elves, pixies and other enchanting creatures in addition to two families made up of some of the most likeable vampires—for the most part—to ever exist.







Snippet:

“I know what you did to your friend,” she stated, throwing my tenuous hold on my mental axis to the stabbing wintry wind.
My defenses kicked in, brought purely to light by some unfamiliar instinct. “I didn’t… It was Susie…” Shame flooded my entire being.

“You turned her. It was your doing, ultimately,” she articulated with icy absolution.

It hadn’t been I alone who’d turned her, but I wouldn’t have mentioned my lost friend, Valdamir, for a pint of fresh, warm blood. I feared for his life and safety enough already. Still, her words gave pause to the blood in my veins and reminded me of my part in the murder of one of my best friends, Amanda.
Aldiva stalked after me, toppling me over with the smallest push of her slight index finger. Her eyes blazed at me… I’d never known blue could hold such fire.

I scrabbled backward like an upside-downed tortoise—ineffective—my palms scraping over the thorny rocks. The saltwater’s sharp sting was barely registered by my mind. Her gaze was far more cutting.

If there had been anyone around to watch such a ridiculous display, I’m sure they would have been left bewildered—me, scuttling backward like the world’s clumsiest crab—backing away in horrified haste from a young girl of such slight stature, who appeared much more angel than demon from a distance.

“YOU broke our peace. You disrupted the harmony of my family.” She pointed her icicle finger at me as she hissed out her rage. “Maxwell can keep his mate, but I will deny him his daugh…”

The chilled idea of sudden, unavoidable death assaulted me with a cold unlike any I’d ever felt before—even the preternatural touch of my father’s skin—and it permeated me long after the threat had been nullified.





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Monday, October 12, 2015

New Release: Beneath Claire's House, by Corey J. Popp


Just in time for Halloween, from debut author Corey J. Popp, comes a young adult, supernatural thriller that will keep readers guessing until its shocking conclusion.


Sixteen-year-old Claire Young is tormented by a recurring, prophetic nightmare and visitations from gruesome, mutilated ghosts. She's convinced the apparitions intend to harm her widowed father, but there's little she can do locked away in Saint Thomas Psychiatric Hospital. Her situation is hopeless until a mysterious priest delivers the name of a man who may be the only one willing to help. Claire launches a daring scheme that leads her and her best friend to a former paranormal investigator.

But the matter is complicated by Claire's own father. Convinced his daughter is schizophrenic, he'll send Claire back to Saint Thomas permanently if he discovers she’s still clinging to her delusions. Claire and her friends must tread lightly to complete the investigation, but amid bizarre twists and chilling encounters, she’ll discover her home's basement is hiding something far more sinister than just ghosts.


And now for a bit about the author.


Corey J. Popp began writing technology and human interest articles for Gannett Company following the 2008 stock market crash and recession. Initially rebuked by the editor due to budget constraints, Corey offered him an article at no cost in exchange for a byline. The article was immediately published as a feature, and, over the next two years, Corey went on to sell and publish articles in various Gannett publications throughout Northeast Wisconsin.

In 2010, Corey transitioned to fiction and began work on his first novel, Beneath Claire's House. Corey is a member of the Wisconsin Writers Association, and he holds two undergraduate degrees in information technology--a convenient education in the world of independent, digital publishing. Check him out online at Website
Website: http://www.coreyjpopp.com
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Smashwords interview
http://www.smashwords.com/interview/coreyjpopp

Here's a little snippet:

He set the old, iron toolbox down in the hall near the basement door, swung open the lid, and removed a hammer and screwdriver. Placing the tip of the screwdriver under the lowest hinge of the basement door, he began to tap out the hinge pin with the hammer.
“The door opens outward,” Spencer said. “As long as the hinges are on this side, that padlock can’t stop us.”
Spencer tapped out the remaining two hinges. Afterwards, the two men shook and wiggled the basement door until they secured an opening large enough for everyone to fit through, including Cooper. The padlock remained firmly attached in the upper corner of the door, acting like a new, yet makeshift hinge.
“Grab the stuff,” Spencer told Cooper.
Cooper nodded and headed for the dining room. I stepped toward the edge of the stairway and peered into the ominous passage. A cool, gentle, almost indiscernible puff of cool air brushed past my skin. Five narrow, slatted steps led down to a small wooden landing where a decaying dead women stood staring back at me.
Horror plundered the air from my lungs. I sighed deeply then said, “There’s a ghost here.”
Emma froze, becoming abruptly slack-jawed and glass-eyed. Spencer looked around as if he stood a chance of seeing the apparition. “Where, Claire?” he asked.
“On the landing. Five steps down.”
Spencer gave a quick tug on a chain hanging just inside the doorway. A dim bulb cast a dull, yellow light onto the dark, stone walls of the staircase.
Spencer surveyed the staircase and landing. “Do you see it, Emma?”
“No,” Emma said, her voice as soft as a breath.
His speech steady and commanding, Spencer said, “Tell me what you see, Claire. Describe the apparition to me.”
I choked down the fear caught in my throat. I allowed Spencer’s mettle to buoy my own courage. “Her skin is thin and white. I can see through it; her bones; her organs. Her heart’s not beating.”
“Stay calm. She’s trying to communicate with you visually. It’s the only method she knows right now. She may not be trying to scare you.”
The statement was absurd. “If she’s not trying to scare me, she’s failing miserably.”
“Can you see her eyes?”
“Yes.”
“What color are they?”
“Yellow.”
“Not her eyeballs. What color are the irises?”
“She’s coming up the stairs,” I said, my voice trembling.
Emma muttered something I couldn’t distinguish.
Spencer’s voice returned stern and confident. “Steady, Claire. This is important.”
“She’s having trouble on the stairs. She’s missing her left foot. She’s walking on a stump. She’s gurgling. I think, I think she wants to kill me.”
Spencer’s unyielding hand clutched my upper arm. “I won’t let that happen.”
“We’re face to face, now. I can smell her. She’s—” I gagged on her putrid smell. “She’s rotting.”
“What color are her eyes, Claire?”
Through the thickness of the terror enveloping me, I peered into the bloodshot, yellow abyss of the dead woman’s eyeballs. I mentally peeled away her stench like the layers of a rotten onion. When the dead woman tipped her head to the side, I found, somewhere through the haze of death and hatred peering back at me, the information Spencer wanted.
“They’re green. Her eyes are green.”
I felt bile rise in my throat. I became dizzy. I heard someone call my name, and my knees buckled.

You can buy this book at the following retailers:

Amazon
http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B015VLFRO6
iBooks
https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1044123200
Barnes & Noble
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/s/2940152734546
Kobo
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http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/580757
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https://www.oysterbooks.com/book/hs5kmi8uquqc2NY5wJTtvF
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Sribd
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