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Freakin Fridays is my own little meme. I’ll be posting about books, movies, and all things scary.

Feel free to join in and do your own Freakin Fridays posts.

Get your scare on!

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It’s Release Day for Santa’s Little Helper!

I’ve been waiting anxiously to tell you about this book. When the author sent me the ARC I dropped what I was reading and dove in. H.D. Gordon writing horror! I couldn’t wait!

Come on in. I dare ya!

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And check out the giveaway after my review.

You could win a signed copy!

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Santa’s Little Helper

by H.D. Gordon

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My Review

When H.D. told me she had a new story and did I want to read it, I was so excited. When I found out the title and what it was about, I couldn’t wait to get started. A Christmas Horror story. How cool is that!

I’ve read all of her books, and her writing is incredible so I was sure this would scare me. Be one that would make me afraid to read it at night, alone, in the dark. It takes a lot to do that, and when I find an author who can scare me that good, I want to scream from the rooftops, “This book scared me!”

Horror has always been my first love, even when I was young. Books or movies, I devour it. My DVD collection and bookshelves are overflowing with the stuff. With all of those to choose from, you’d be surprised to know that a lot of them didn’t really scare me. Sure, they have there moments, but a really good scare, not that many.

Santa’s Little Helper scared me, a lot. I think part of it was the kids. There are several of them in this story and you’ll get each of their stories as they deal with the surprise.

The surprises mysteriously appear on each of their doorsteps, nothing saying where they came from. Upon opening the white boxes, they each discover a doll, one of Santa’s elves, along with a little red book saying the doll was there to watch over them for Santa.

Right away the kids sense something’s off, wrong about the elves.  They each try to get rid of it and some succeed. But they know. The doll will be back.

The terror begins quickly. The elves get to work right away, terrorizing the kids, and scaring me too. A few scenes had me pulling the covers up to my chin, with my hands peeking out to hold my kindle. My elbows were drawn in close to my sides. I was almost in a fetal position, making myself as small as possible.

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Then my imagination stepped in. I put myself in their shoes. The were frustrated that the adults didn’t get it. Didn’t feel the wrongness settle into their homes.  They didn’t want to come home from school, afraid of what awaited them.

There was one particular scene that reminded of the movie Legion. If you’ve seen it you’ll recall the scene where the ice cream man shows up and transforms. It was scary and the scene in this book is even more so for two young brothers.

They tried reaching out for help and that went very bad for one person. So now they each have to face a doll alone. And there’s a storm coming. Peculiar, Missouri has never seen one like this. It’s almost Christmas. Santa’s little helpers are about to get busy.

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How will they fight something that can’t be killed? What do  can they do when the one person who can save them doesn’t exist?

H.D. Gordon has proven she can write horror with the best of them. Don’t think because the main characters are young kids that this won’t scare you. Remember Stephen King’s IT? That one still scares me and this book will sit right next to it on my bookshelf. Where it belongs. In the “Scared the s#!t out of me section.”

5 Stars

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Some of my favorite quotes from the book:

“If the Bible Belt had a buckle, Peculiar was it.”

“…it had been the only good part of the holiday, just a sprinkling of sugar on top of a poo pie.”

“Selflessness is a powerful thing if just because of its rarity, but fear is even more powerful, and in an opposite sense. It is the food of the darkness.”

And this one really hit home with me. I got it. I do this with my reviews.

“Sometimes, you’re so close to the words you can’t see the whole picture they’re forming.”

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Synopsis

He shows up in a white box, with a bright red book under his arm… He wears a jolly grin and hat, a suit with gold bells and green yarn… He watches you for Santa, or so his red book claims… But though his grin is jolly, he’s not here for fun and games…

The children have been chosen, such precious little souls they are… And may the Gods be with them, if they wish to make it very far… For Santa’s Little Helper does not say, but knows important things… He knows when you’ve been bad or good, and what monsters stalk your dreams… He knows when you are sleeping, he knows when you’re awake…He’s picking out his presents…He’s got some souls to take.

Purchase Links

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The author has a giveaway on Goodreads. She’s offering two signed copies.

Click HERE to enter and Good Luck!

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Other books I’ve read by H.D. Gordon.

Click on the covers for my reviews.

The Joe Knowe Series

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The Surah Stormsong Series

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The Alexa Montgomery Saga

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H.D. Gordon

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H. D. Gordon is the bestselling author of THE ALEXA MONTGOMERY SAGA, THE SURAH STORMSONG NOVELS and THE JOE KNOWE SERIES. She is twenty-five years old and a true lover of words. When not hanging out with her two beautiful daughters, she can be found reading, writing, or just taking in the world so that she can translate it’s beauty and wonders into the written word.

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Happy Halloween!

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BOO!

Welcome to The Friday 56 hosted by Freda’s Voice.

This is a really fun meme!

The only rules are to grab a book (any book), turn to page 56 or 56% in your eReader and find a sentence or a few (no spoilers) that grabs you and post it.

Then go over to Freda’s Voice and leave your link so we can visit your 56!

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My 56 for this week is from

Paradise Rot

by Larry Weiner

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My 56

Sometimes he wished for a normal life devoid of fact or truth. Sometimes he longed to be the others, walking the earth thinking about nothing other than the next meal. No introspection. No future. No past. Just the moment when food is discovered.

“What is your soul looking for these days, Dory?” Jackson asked.

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I stumbled upon this as a free download on Amazon. Breaking my promise to myself to stop grabbing freebies, I did it anyway. This was too good to pass up.

I’m loving the characters, the plot, everything about this so far!

And to be honest, I couldn’t resist the cover. LOL

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Synopsis

Kyle Brightman—late of the advertising industry and soon-to-be-late of the 5th floor psych ward—has a job offer he can’t refuse. A new resort in the Caribbean is looking for an art director. Kyle soon finds himself on the Isle of St. Agrippina working alongside a beautiful copywriter with an icy handshake. Questions arise: Why does the resort management team sport spray-on tans in the Bahamas? How can the resort offer such cheap vacation packages? What does one do with vats of Astroglide? To get the answers, Kyle must first navigate a series of wildly unpredictable events with a cast of even more wildly unpredictable characters, including a seductress jungle assassin, her partially paralyzed talking Chihuahua, an Ivy League Rastafarian seaplane captain, Kyle’s ex-psych ward roommate, a former Haliburton mercenary, and a French tavern owner with a fondness for goats, all set to the greatest hits of the 70’s. Pablo Cruise never felt so right.

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Many of you probably know how much I love anthologies and collections, especially when it’s horror.

I have some great ones to share with you today in Regina Puckett’s Short Tales of Horror Part II.

Come on in. Get your scare on.

And don’t forget to enter the giveaway. You could win your own copy!

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 Short Tales of Horror Part II

by  Regina Puckett

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GENRE – Horror

PUBLICATION DATE – September 2, 2014

LENGTH (Pages/# Words) – 77 pages

PUBLISHER – Punk & Sissy Publications

COVER ARTIST – Ryan Jorgensen owns copyright on photo. Charity Parkerson put together the book cover.

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My Review

I love anthologies and collections and the author has some good ones here.

Lets start from the beginning.

First up is Ours.

Sheriff Wilson remembers the last time paranormal investigators wanted to explore the abandoned mental hospital. A dozen people died and they still haven’t solved the case.

Now a new bunch of investigators want to turn their investigation into a haunted house tour.

When will people learn?

This was very atmospheric. Lots of strange things occurring. And the worst of the action took place in room 666. Spooky room number. Wouldn’t catch me entering it. But people do and it gets bad.

Room 666 housed Wallace Webster. A serial killer convicted of killing over 100 children and claiming to have killed many more.

No matter how many times I read stories with a similar plot or watch the movies, I’m always intrigued. I have to know how the author will spin it.

Regina did great with Ours.

Next up is Silent Baby Screams.

A mother returns home to find her baby missing. Her husband was supposed to drop off Toby at the daycare center, but when she called to check up on her baby, he hadn’t been dropped off.

When she gets home she discovers the baby room is empty. Nothing in it. It’s like little Toby was never born.

She calls the police and her husband arrives home at the same time they arrive. What’s strange is he doesn’t get out of the car. Just watches his hysterical wife as she screams for them to find her baby.

It wasn’t long before I figured out where this was going. That didn’t stop me from feeling the suspense, and the husbands odd behavior did have me baffled for a bit.

The third story is Lucky Thirteen

The number thirteen is supposed be lucky. But some people think it’s bad luck.

Granny lives alone except for her cats. You guessed it, thirteen of them.

Her daughter and granddaughter want her to move in with them. It’s getting hard for her to move around and the crime rate has risen in her neighborhood. They don’t like the idea of her being there alone. What if she’s falls? What if someone breaks in?

Someone does break in.

But I don’t think we have to worry about Granny.

This was a wicked, fun one.

Then there’s Pay Back.

This one had me going for a while. I couldn’t put my finger on just what was happening.

Jeremy stumbles out of bed, late again. His parents were going to kill him. But maybe that would be better than having to face the relentless bullies at school.

His parents don’t get how serious it is. They expect him to suck it up, be a man, and deal with it.

Jeremy finds a way to deal with it.

You know what they say about pay back…

Now for Slimmer.

Donald and his partner have created a new diet pill. Eat all you want and lose weight.

We’ve heard that one before.

Now wanting to wait for approval for human trials, Donald gets his girlfriend to try them.

She figures, why not? He’s always on her about her weight. Nagging her. And at first they work great. She can eat anything she wants and never gain a pound. But then she can’t stop eating. She’s always starving for more.

There’s no such thing as a miracle cure. And when the test rats start going crazy, you have to wonder what Donald’s girlfriend will do.

And last but not least is Sam I Am.

There’s someone living in her closet. He’s Sam I Am and he wants little Kippie out.

When Paige and Nathan bought their dream home, they didn’t know it was supposed to be haunted.

When Kippie tries to tell them about Sam I Am, they play it off as her imagination.

But now Kippie has disappeared. Police are called and the hunt begins.

Kippie warned them. She told them – “He said his mommy hurt him once, but that was okay because he fixed her wagon.”

What happened to Kippie? Does Sam I Am have her? Does he exist?

The ending is not what you expect.

So there you have it. Six scary tales to make you keep the lights on, listen when someone tells you there’s a boogeyman, and never mess with little old ladies.

I enjoyed all of these, and just finished reading Regina’s first collection of Scary Tales of Horror. You may want to check them out too.

5 Stars

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BOOK SYNOPSIS

Ours

While Sheriff Wilson has no idea what really transpired the night twelve people were murdered in the old mental

hospital during what was supposed to be a simple night of ghost hunting, he was at the scene moments after the lone

survivor committed suicide. Now it’s a year later and a group of paranormal investigators want to set up a haunted

house and invite the general public in that same abandoned mental hospital. How is he supposed to keep that many

people safe from whoever or whatever killed the last group?

Silent Baby Screams

Gwen doesn’t understand why her husband resents their newborn baby so much, but she never suspects that one day

she’ll return home from work to discover their baby boy has simply vanished. What happens next is the stuff of

nightmares.

Lucky Thirteen

Thirteen black cats help keep watch over a bedridden, old lady. Sometimes the number thirteen is lucky but then again it

might just depend on it who you are.

Pay Back

There’s nothing usual about Jeremy waking up late for school, but on this particular morning something feels different.

When he goes downstairs to face the music, he finds his grandmother waiting for him but no one else appears to be at

home. Jeremy believes he’s caught a lucky break and his mother and father won’t get to know, but he soon discovers

that not everything is as it seems. He finds he’ll have to face up to his mistakes, though, and maybe even suffer a little

payback himself.

Slimmer

Sandy loves her new boyfriend, but ever since they moved in together, Donald won’t get off her back about how much

she eats. When he offers her a new miracle diet pill, she decides to try one just to shut him up. Unfortunately, there are

unexpected side effects that take them both by terrifying surprise.

Sam I am

The morning after moving into her dream home with her young daughter and husband, Paige learns that the three story,

18th century house might be haunted. She then finds that her daughter has a new imaginary friend called Sam I Am. It

isn’t long before Paige’s perfect home turns into a living nightmare.

BUY & TBR LINKS

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EXCERPT

Ours

“Something drained its battery. Sometimes that happens when a spirit is nearby. Why don’t you try asking

Wallace a few questions?  Maybe he likes men better than women. After all he only kidnapped, raped and killed little

boys. “

There’s nothing Alan wanted less than to try and communicate with a dead serial killer but he had forced his way

in with the group so the least he could do was try in fit in. “He liked little boy’s. I don’t think he’s going to be interested

in my type. I’m a little old for his taste.”

Rhonda didn’t say anything but continued to stare at him. He finally shrugged. “Why the hell not?”  He turned

toward the empty room and tried not to feel like a damn fool. It was a good thing none of his deputies could see him

talking to a ghost. “If you’re with us, Wallace Webster, you should know the world’s a better place without you in it. You

were the lowest form of scrum bag and I think it’s a damn shame you were granted the pleasure of dying of old age in

here instead of getting the electric chair like you deserved.”

Rhonda elbowed him. “Ask a question and stop antagonizing him.”

Alan glared at her. “Fine.”  He closed his eyes and tried to think of a good question. “Why did you hurt those

innocent children?”  All of the K2 meters lit up.

Rhonda leaned over and grabbed her backpack. She dug around until she found the recorder. “Ask him

something else. “

Alan stood and walked over into the circle of K2 meters. “Why, you Son of a Bitch. Why?” He felt a sharp stinging

sensation across the back of his neck before cold air enveloped him. Just as he was reaching back to rub the painful area,

a putrid smell filled the air and a voice right next to his ear whispered. “Mine.”  Without even thinking, he asked, “Why?”

There was a sinister laugh and another sharp painful slash across his neck and then down the full length of his back. He

went to step out of the circle until something bumped against the side of his leg. The air around him became soupy and

every breath became harder and harder to draw in.

When he made another move to leave the circle several things happened at once; it felt as if a large hand

gripped onto his shoulder, a breathe of foul air filled his nose and the room became crammed with small black shadows.

Another whisper finally answered his question. “My children.” Alan forced his legs to move but he only made it a few

steps when the black forms rushed to surround him. It felt as if several pairs of small hands were tugging at his pants’

legs and there were arms wrapping around both of his legs. The air overflowed with agitated murmurings and whispers.

Every hair on Alan’s body stood up from the static electricity in the room. He blinked his eyes several times

trying to focus on the tiny black shadows which had suddenly appeared out of nowhere. They were all inside of the circle

of K2 meters and the lights on the meters were flashing on and off like crazy. The shadows were darker than the room’s

darkness. They were completely void of any light and the feelings emanating from them were if they were totally void of

any happiness.

It wasn’t so much the touching or even the presence of the black shadows that bothered Alan. It was those

feelings of pain and anguish that were slowly leaching away his own happiness. He could sense they needed his help and

this was the only way they knew how to ask for it. He broke out in a cold sweat, and just as the coldness was beginning

to seep into his skin, frantic screaming came from somewhere else in the hospital.

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AUTHOR BIO

Regina Puckett

 

Regina Puckett is an award nominated author for her short story, Balloon Wishes.

Concealed in My Heart is a Readers’ Favorite Book Award Winner.

Claimed by Sin is nominated for 2014 Ellora’s Cave Golden Ankh award.

Concealed in My Heart won runner-up in the international 2014 MARSocial Author of the Year Competition.

Borrowed Wings, has received the Children’s Literary Classics Seal of Approval.

Memories won first place in the 1st WSBR International Poetry Contest. This poem may be found in her book of poetry,

Tilting at Windmills and Words.

Slowly Drowning won second place in the 3rd WSBR International Poetry Contest. This poem may be found in her poetry book, My Words into the Beyond.

Sir Galahad Comes to the Rescue won third place in the 3rd WSBR International Poetry Contest. This poem may be found in her book of poetry, Ramblings and Dreams.

Her collection of poetry, Fireflies, won 2013 Turning Pages Poetry Book of the Year.

She writes sweet romances, horror, inspirational, picture books and poetry. There are several projects in various stages

of completion and there are always characters and stories waiting for their chance to finally get out of her head and

onto paper.

AUTHOR FOLLOW LINKS

AMAZON ~ WEBSITE / BLOG ~ FACEBOOK

TWITTER ~ GOOGLE+ ~ GOODREADS 

OTHERS

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GIVEAWAY PRIZES

2 print copies of Short Tales of Horror Part II

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Hi everybody! It’s Hump Day!

We’re over half way through this last week of October and Halloween is just days away.

These reviews are my trick – or – treats for you.

Have a scary good time!

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Infested

by Mark R Faulkner

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My Review

The man did a really bad thing. It was in the heat of passion, and many would say the victims had it coming, but it was still a bad thing.

Now on the run, he takes to his canoe, revisiting the river one last time. The man doesn’t expect he’ll elude the authorities for long, but at least he’ll find some peace until he’s captured.

Making camp for the night, he lies back and gazes to the stars. So many up there. An ever expanding galaxy.

Then there’s a spectacular display of shooting stars, more than he can count. Must be a meteor shower.

As the man drifted off to sleep, he had no idea it wasn’t an ordinary meteor shower. They didn’t burn up when they entered our atmosphere. They are here.

They came from outer space. Sorry, had to say that. By the cover you’ve guessed what they are.

Spiders. Just normal looking, creepy, crawling spiders. They’re not huge. They look normal. But they are endless. They are hungry. And we are food.

In the beginning, I was hoping the man would get eaten by the spiders. Then, as events transpired, as another side of him emerged, as I discovered the bad thing he did, I started to pull for him. I started to hope for him.

But. Yep, the but comes next. This is a horror story. There are no promises made that a character you care about will survive.

Does the man survive? You’ll have to take a ride. A boat ride to where? To what end? Then you’ll know.

4 STARS

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Synopsis

A novella, with spiders.

Knowing it would be his final trip down the river, he wished upon a star to be left alone.
He didn’t realize the stars would answer.

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Drayton: The Taker

by Tony Bertauski

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My Review

Drayton is ancient. He has no idea how old he is. Who he is. What he is. He’s wandered the earth for centuries, taking. Taking what he needs. What he craves.

For a few folks in this story, he gives. From the others, he takes.

This story hypnotized me. When I finished reading it, the feelings lingered like when you wake up from a dream and aren’t fully awake yet.

I drifted with Drayton, kind of like an out of body experience.  I too struggled to understand what he was. A vampire, a reaper, or Death itself? I still don’t know.

 I know he can be kind, generous. I also know he can be dangerous. He may not be human, but he still needs to feed.

 I don’t know what else I can say to describe my thoughts on this story. The author mesmerized me with his prose.

There are several more stories about Drayton. I understand you can get them as a collection so that’s where I’m headed next.

5 Stars

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Synopsis

Drayton once believed he was a vampire. He doesn’t know what he is. Or why he lives. He takes not his victim’s blood but the silky essence of their soul during their last breath. Often mistaken for the Angel of Death, his victims sometimes ask for forgiveness. Sometimes he delivers. After all, he is not without sin.

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Thanks so much for visiting fuonlyknew and Happy Halloween Ya’ll!

I’m sure most of you have seen this book on my blog a few times.

I’ve featured it in several memes.

Now, I’m finally ready to tell you about it.

And the author has written a fun guest post about the cover art. I feel you’ll enjoy it as many of you commented on the cover before.

And there’s a giveaway too, so don’t forget to enter!

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Here’s Author William Hage and his guest post about the covers for Porcelain.

Take it away William!

When my brother first showed me the original cover for Porcelain, I loved it. The one thing I knew it needed was a creepy doll on the cover and he delivered with that. I had no intention of changing the cover so I published the book on Amazon and Goodreads, and I was perfectly happy with the result. Maybe it was nepotism.

 

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A few days later I had contacted an Amazon top 100 horror author for another reason and sent him a copy (I’ll keep him nameless, because I don’t want him bombarded with messages). I was amazed that he actually read it. He had two criticisms. One was the editing, which wasn’t that huge of an issue to him. The cover, on the other hand, was. He said the cover looked unprofessional and, more importantly, it didn’t do the story justice. He said the story was ‘ultra creepy’ (super creepy, ultra creepy and uber creepy have all been used to describe the story) and the cover just didn’t deliver. The author suggested that I take a look at the top 100 books in the horror category on Amazon.

So I spent about an hour sifting through covers trying to get past the dozens of Stephen King books. What did I find? He was right. The cover really didn’t stand up comparatively. First, I noticed was that the title was really low on the visibility scale and I noticed that a lot of the covers on Amazon didn’t bother with fancy fonts. Some did, but many went with something much more basic. So the first change had to be making the text on the cover easier to read. Also, while I loved the doll image, I felt there was something missing then. When looking at the other covers, it felt like it was just taking up too much space on the cover. I still couldn’t afford a professional cover design, so I had to go back to brother with all of the criticisms and see if he would make some changes.

He loaded up Photoshop and tried some different things with the text, but unfortunately nothing really worked, then he tried making some changes to the doll and none of those really worked either. So we decided to just go back to the original image. It was then that we discovered that he forgot to save all of the original layers and alteration and the order they were done in. Basically, we couldn’t recreate it exactly.

At this time I saw the original picture of the doll and told him I though it looked pretty damn creepy on its own. We still had the problem of needing something else on the cover. I suggested somehow adding trees since the story starts and ends in the Pine Barrens. With that little information he went back to his computer. About half an hour later he said he was done. I really didn’t know what to expect, but I can honestly say I was not expecting what he showed me. I loved it. It looked professionally done and, now more so than ever, it really looked creepy. We were both pleased when we shared the cover with others and everyone thought it was great, and thought that it was really quite creepy. So that’s basically how we decided to change the cover and we can both agree that it was a really good decision. So I owe a debt to that nameless author who told me in not so many words that the cover sucked.

I’m also working on a new book which I plan to release in the next few months. It will probably be about 5 or 6 short stories. Then I have plans to release another short story collection that will have a wraparound story that sort of brings everything in the collection together. The wraparound will take place at the Whateley Bed & Breakfast featured in Porcelain.

Thanks so much for sharing William.

You can count me in when your stories are ready!

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My Review

As a little girl, I wasn’t crazy about dolls. Sure, I had my barbies, but those bigger dolls, the ones that were almost actual size, with those creepy eyes, nope. I didn’t like them. It always felt they were watching me, their eyes following me. Now, all grown up, I still don’t like them.

I love horror, whether reading it or watching it. There are lots of movies about dolls. Let’s see. There’s all those Puppet Masters movies. How about Chuckie? Now, that’s one messed up doll. I would never have bought that for my kid. And now we have Annabelle. Have you seen The Conjuring? That doll was scary evil and wasn’t even the main plot in the movie.

I can go back much further. Ventriloquists. Their dolls come to life. Seen a few different takes on that idea.

So yes, the whole doll taking on a life of its own has been done before. It’s the author’s ability to take that and hone it to their own tale that reveals their talent and creativity. William didn’t disappoint me.

A weary traveler stops at a bed & breakfast for the night. It’s a rather lovely place with lots of collectibles on display.

The older woman who owns the place explains that each item has a history, it’s own story.

When the woman is pulled away from the conversation by a phone call and the guest kills time looking over the many objects, one in particular catches his eye.

A porcelain doll, quite lovely. His daughter would love it.

When the guest checks out in the morning, the doll travels with him to his condo. There it will wait until he visits his daughter.

But the doll won’t wait for long. It has quite a history and is ready to make a new one.

Once the doll began it’s rampage, I asked myself what I would do. Would I take it back where I got it from? I had a feeling either the old woman or the place wouldn’t be there anymore. Or, the doll would just return to get me so why bother. I’d just have to figure out how to deal with it.

 I thought I saw the end coming. I was so wrong about that. Once the author revealed the dolls history, it went every which way but the way I thought it would.

The suspense was nail biting. If this were a movie, I’d be peeking through my fingers.

Scary good stuff.

5 Stars

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Synopsis

Out near the Pine Barrens in New Jersey sits the Whateley Bed & Breakfast, home of a wide collection of knick-knacks and antiques for its guests to view, including a beautifully ornate porcelain doll. However, after the Whateley’s latest guest purchases the doll as a gift, a horrifying series of nightmarish events begins to unfold.

Porcelain is a 8000 word novelette.

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I also read this short story by William Hage.

Here’s a little something special from William.

With Halloween right around the corner, my short story “Welcome Home” will be free from Oct 30st – Nov 1st, so go ahead and pick up a free copy for something to read this weekend.

Use these links to get yours.

Amazon US ~ Amazon UK

Welcome Home

A Short Story

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My Review

I like it when I go into a book thinking I’m getting one thing, and I get something totally different. This happened when I began reading Welcome Home. I thought it was going to be a haunted house story.

The story is haunting but there are no actual ghosts. What’s there is something shadowing John Lester. It’s like when you see something out of the corner of your eye and when you turn to look, nothing is there. But this isn’t visual so much as it’s memories. They haunt his sleep, staying just out of reach of recall.

While this didn’t really scare me, it did surprise me and that’s always a good thing.

A good story for a rainy day.

3 Stars

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Synopsis

John Lester is returning to a place he never really considered home to begin with, a place that he has not seen in years. But what he does not realize is that what went on in this house was much less homely than he thought as he unearths something dark about his family.

“Welcome Home” is a short story approximately 6600 words.

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Author William Hage

Born in Trenton, New Jersey, William became obsessed with all things horror at a young age. He indulged himself greatly in horror films of all sorts as well as horror literature. Over the years he became heavily inspired and influenced by the likes of H.P. Lovecraft, Clive Barker, and Edgar Allen Poe.

William has recently self-published two stories on Amazon. Welcome Home: A Short Story & Porcelain: A Novelette. He also has 3 stories published in the magazine Sanitarium.

When he isn’t writing, William has a deep love for technology and bides his time researching the latest things and has spent years working with computers.

William also appeared in a few bands writing songs and playing guitar, having recorded two albums with his former band ESM.

Author Links

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Grab your popcorn and have a seat.

It’s time for the show!

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First up is an interview with John Vamvas and Olga Montes, authors of WHEREWOLVES.

Then I have my review and some fun videos.

There’s also a giveaway, so don’t forget to enter!

Let’s get this show on the road.

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When and why did you begin writing?

The first thing we wrote together was a two-person full-length stage play that we toured across Canada in 1994 titled Cocaine Eyes. Based on lyrics Johnny had written a few years back, we wrote it for lack of finding a two-person play that we could tour. (Cocaine Eyes was picked “Best of the Festival” in several cities.)

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How long have the two of you been writing together and will we see other books that you will coauthor?

We’ve been writing together for, wow, it’s already been twenty years! WHEREWOLVES is the first novel we’ve written – we’d previously written full-length plays. feature-length screenplays, and short films. We definitely have the narrative bug now. Yes, you can expect more from us. Right now, we’re about a third into writing the screenplay, WHEREWOLVES TOO, the sequel to WHEREWOLVES. We’ll write the novel based on the screenplay after that (like we did with WHEREWOLVES).

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Do you find it helps to write the screenplay first?

Yes, definitely! The screenplay serves as the skeleton for us. It makes us bring the story from A to Z with only being able to focus on the most important details. (It was only after having written WHEREWOLVES the novel that we knew what the characters looked like.) Writing the novel gives us complete artistic freedom; and that is even more exhilarating for us. We get to fatten up and decorate the story. We have the liberty to get into characters heads and hearts and say what on screen cannot be said.

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Do you have a specific writing style?

Perhaps because of our stage and screen writing background, where every word must count for something, you could say that our writing is fast-paced and very visual.

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This question is specifically for John, how does Olga inspire you to become a better writer?

Olga completes me. But most of all, she trusts me. She lets me push my ideas forward no matter how crazy they may be. She gets what I’m trying to say. Before I know it, she’s on the same page with me and together we shape the craziness into something solid.

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This question is specifically for Olga, how does John complement your style ow writing?

Johnny’s dialogue jumps right out of the page. It rings true, is original, and slick. I have fun writing description. I think that together we give our writing a nice balance between seeing and hearing.

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Do you two ever find it difficult to complete a specific portion of a story based on you each having ideas of how something should be played out?

No. We are extremely in tune with one another when we write. Besides, we usually let the scene write itself.

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What was the hardest part of writing your book?

The hardest part, in our opinion, was making sure that the changes in point of view were clear and flowed smoothly. Our editor, Shelley A. Leedahl, was relentless (and we love her for it); she kept scribbling “Work harder!” “Remember whose POV you’re in!” in the margins. She pushed us well beyond what we thought we were capable of.

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What would you say is your most interesting writing quirk?

Olga sometimes looks crazy, hands stiff on the keyboard. Her face acts out the scene so she can find the right word. When she doesn’t, she hits every thesaurus site, program, and book possible until she finds it. She won’t let go of the keyboard until then.

When we get stuck on a scene, Johnny goes out on to the patio and paces until he suddenly visualizes the characters. He then listens to them intently, races down to the office and says, “Move over!” He types away—completely disregarding spelling, punctuation, and grammar.

He’ll also wake me up in the middle of the night after a dream and say, “Let’s go write.”

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This question is for you both individually. Who is your biggest supporter and why?

Olga: I’d have to say Johnny is my biggest supporter. He knows how to bring out my creative best. He lets me run with ideas. He gives me the confidence and push needed to write.

John: Olga is my biggest supporter. I grew up in a tough neighborhood – gangs and such – and never graduated high school. Olga has always seen my potential and believed in my creativity.

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If you had to choose one word to describe your coauthor what would it be?

Olga re John: Einstein – Frankenstein

John re Olga: WordFiend

(okay, we cheated, that’s two words each J)

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What advice would you give to new authors just coming out?

No matter how brilliant you think your writing is, hire an editor. One with experience—or at least a degree—who knows what s/he’s doing. It will make your novel that much more brilliant. Yes, family and friends can act as beta readers and give you great constructive criticism but not all will be able to spot point-of-view mistakes, inconsistencies, redundancies, etc. Agreed, it can be a little expensive, but, honestly, it’ll be worth every penny.

 

Thank you very much for taking the time to get to know us. If you’d like to know more about our work or to read the first two chapters of WHEREWOLVES, please visit our website: www.wherewolvestheblog.com

Cheers!

Olga and John

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My Review

I’m a huge fan of B- movies and this reads like a good one. As I read each scene I easily and gleefully visualized it, every bloody bit of it.

A group of troubled teens are taken into the woods for a survival weekend. The teacher leaves them to fend for themselves. I know. Seen ir or read it before…. you think.

The author brings a lot to the table, introducing you to the characters which consist of the typical jocks, bullies, and geeks. You get to know what drives them, what scares them, before they even enter the woods that night.

As dark approaches, they huddle around the campfire telling stories. It might not be a cozy gathering, but things aren’t too bad. Until they sense something watching them.

This is where the story gets gritty. I love character driven novels and how, when a group is faced with a life or death situation, the dynamics come into play. It takes just a few hours for the fight or flight instincts to consume the teens and chaos to reign once some of the group go missing.

The screaming and snarling from the deep dark of the woods scatters the group and they fear each other as much as what’s stalking them.

The authors brought it all to the table, the fear of the dark, the peer pressure, the teen angst, and the will to survive. This book may have teen characters, but I don’t think there’s much difference between how they acted and a group of adults would act. If you’ve watched Stephen King’s The Mist, you can see how quickly adults succumb to their own fears. In fact, I think the teens might be better prepared for something like this. They aren’t that far from when they feared the bogey man under the bed and may be quicker to believe the unimaginable.

From the title you get a clue to what’s stalking these teens. Feral beasts from your nightmares. These aren’t shifters. They don’t turn into humans and they are horrific in their maniacal glee as they rampage through the group.

I knew what was waiting out in the woods, I knew not everyone would survive, and I knew some would turn on each other and that filled me with trepidation, built the tension to a fever pitch, and had me jumping when my dog suddenly barked at something outside. His own special effects to set the mood for me.

I just love a good werewolf book without the shifter glamour and romance. It was a bloody frolic right to the deliciously wicked ending.

5 STARS

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A little treat for ya!

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Synopsis

Using a fun, explosive style, full of new slang and fresh dialogue, WHEREWOLVES is the story of a group of high school seniors, most “military brats”, who are headed for an army-type survival weekend.

The underdogs, Jeffrey and Doris, do not want to go as they fear for their safety among the disdain and cruelty of the popular students. Sergeant Tim O’Sullivan, their teacher, as well as their dysfunctional parents pressure them into going, but it is an unforgivable act by their peers that propels the pair to go. Likewise, Elie, a student resented because of his Arab roots, is even more determined to prove himself this weekend. In the background, a news report cautions of a wanted couple with alleged super-human strength supposedly brought on by a new drug on the streets.

In the woods, the students hike, hunt, camp, and soon act in unity as the forest brings them closer together. But does it? O’Sullivan leaves them alone for the night. The students bond, chant, tell campfire tales, and quickly lose their fears and inhibitions. HOO-AH! Though sexual tensions are high, it soon turns to violence and everything quickly turns sour.

When the kids start disappearing one after the other, the remaining begin to unwittingly “act like the natives” carving spears, ready to face whatever is out there. What has gotten into them?

Amid the blood-curdling growls and the gruesome deaths, the story’s underlying layers are revealed. We see how misconceptions, prejudice, greed, fear, and hatred bring out the worst and best in them.

What is out there? Can it really be werewolves?

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About the Authors

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“BANG-ON DIALOGUE. Vamvas and Montes make it look, sound, smell real.” The Edmonton Journal

“IMPRESSIVE TALENT in this writing/producing/acting team”, The Winnipeg Free Press

“Montes and Vamvas continue to demonstrate their skills with SWITCHBLADE-SHARP EARS FOR DIALOGUE and hard, thoroughly believable plot lines.” The Sunday Journal

“A SEXY and EXPLOSIVE style that pulls the patrons forward to the edge of their seats”, The Edmonton” Journal

“RAZOR-SHARP LINES” SEE Magazine

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Together for over 20 years, John and Olga started as an acting team but soon began to write their own scripts for lack of finding two-person plays they could tour across North America. They wrote and toured four full-length critically acclaimed plays to packed houses across Canada and the United States, including, Bad Boy, which they performed Off-Off-Broadway at New York’s Creative Place Theatre in the heart of Times Square.

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In 2001, they were approached to star in and rewrite the short film, Things Never Said in Playa Perdida. Playa won the audience award at the New York Short Film Festival in 2002 and tied first place at the Festivalisimo festival in Montreal.

 

WHEREWOLVES was written as a screenplay in 2010. They wrote the novel, edited by award winning Canadian author/poet, Shelley A. Leedahl, to get the story out while they wait for it to hit the screens.

 

Author John Vamvas

John Vamvas

John Vamvas grew up in one of Montreal’s (Canada) roughest boroughs. His high school teachers always told him that he’d be in jail or dead by eighteen. Thank God for the Arts. Actor, playwright, screenwriter and now novelist, he has been writing with his writing partner/wife, Olga Montes, for over twenty years. He loves words, especially dialogue, and has a lot of fun coming up with new ways to say the same thing.

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Author Olga Montes

Olga Montes

Mother, preschool French teacher, avid reader, Olga dreamed of being a writer as a child and spent many high school lunch hours working on her writing with her English teacher. She has a college degree in Professional Theatre and a university degree in Spanish and French grammar and literature. She was on her way to becoming a translator for the UN when she heard of an open audition at one of Montreal’s biggest theatres. She almost didn’t get the role, though, because the director and co-star, John Vamvas, was scared of falling in love with the actress and ruining the play. That was 1992. She and John have been writing and working together on stage, screen, and in life ever since.

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I have two eBook copies of Wherewolves to give away!

To enter, pleasure leave your email address so I can contact you if you win and watch the video below to answer this question:

“Which werewolf transformation do you think is the best or tell us your favorite?”

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Ready to SHIVER!

This collection, written by authors you may recognize, will make you laugh, will make you shiver!

And it’s all for such a worthy cause.

Come on in.

Check it out.

And don’t forget to enter the giveaway!

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SHIVER

Genre: Humor & Horror

 

100% of the proceeds go to St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital!
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The sassy ladies of sexy Romantic Comedy serve up some spooky and spicy Halloween fun.

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Bewitched by Daisy Prescott

A crush. A love spell. What could go wrong?

Better The Devil You Know by Belle Aurora

When you know, you know.

Mystery, Mazto Balls, and Moxie by Z.B. Heller

A mystery weekend gets steamy and stuffed… with food.

Spandex is for Superheros by Ruth Clampett

Beware of the terror of your Halloween costume not fitting.

A Halloween Hook-up by Jennie Marts

A sexy physic and a private eye solve a ghostly murder.

Macabre Magic by L.H. Cosway

Halloween, a bet, one spooky magic trick.

Candy, Dentures, and Way Too Much Spandex by R.S. Grey

He stole my heart in between gyrating geriatrics.

Peckers by Liv Morris

A hot cop with handcuffs and a dimpled smile can be frighteningly sexy.

One Little Bite by C.C. Wood

Even the big, bad wolf can fall in love.

Double Dare by Penny Reid

Never play truth or dare with identical twins.

Red Rum by Ashley Pullo

Trick o’ treat, a girl to meet, blood sangria wicked sweet.

Lights Out by Jodie Beau

A single mom, a single dad, a common enemy. Will their feelings come to light on Halloween?

Nightmare in Night Court by N.M. Silber

Lusty lawyers meet creepy criminals.

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Freakin Fridays is my own little meme. I’ll be posting about books, movies, and all things scary.

Feel free to join in and do your own Freakin Fridays posts.

Get your scare on!

Today I have the Book Blitz for Strigoi, The Blood Bond, an event organized by Bewitching Book Tours.

I’m really excited about this book. I have to read it!

I’m sharing the blurb and awesome book cover art, along with an excerpt and the video trailer.

And there’s also a giveaway. So don’t forget to enter.

Let’s have some fun!

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Strigoi: The Blood Bond

Tales of the Strigoi

Book 1

Ron D. Voigts

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Genre: Paranormal, Horror

Publisher: Night Wings Publishing

ASIN: B00LQRJBZ6

Number of pages: 231 / Word Count: 72,000

Cover Artist: Rachel R. Colon

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On the verge of suicide after his wife leaves him, Alex Regal learns he has inherited property located in a small town deep within the mountains. Putting things on hold, he heads to Glade, hoping for something positive in his life. Getting there is easy but leaving proves to be impossible. A spell exists, keeping everyone captive in this hidden place.

The town of Glade is run by a Shapeshifter called the Strigoi. The creature needs to drink human blood to survive. In folklore, taking the form of a man or an animal, the Strigoi became the basis of stories about vampires or werewolves. Now Alex must discover a dark secret before he becomes the vampire’s next meal.

 

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Available at Amazon

Enjoy the chilling excerpt!

Maggie awoke in darkness. She blinked. Inky black filled her vision. She recalled the stag standing in the road, losing control of the car, and the accident.

She tasted salt and metal. Her lower lip felt fat. A dull pain throbbed at the side of her head. She slid her fingers across her scalp and felt a bump.

Her hand shook as she reached out and touched the steering wheel. She ran her fingers along the column and felt the keys dangling in the ignition. The engine no longer ran. Moving farther, she touched the headlight switch and turned it.

The world lit up in front of her. The car had nosed into a tree. The headlight beams didn’t travel too far, absorbed by the brush, nearby trees, and the night. The dash clock read 2:13.

By best estimate, Maggie had been knocked out for about ten hours. Hopefully only that. She didn’t feel too bad except for the pain radiating from the bump on her head.

Now came a decision. Leave the car and head down the road, or stay?

A black shadow passed in front of the car lights. If she’d blinked and she might have missed it. Possibly the night playing a trick on her eyes.

Something hit the car hard. The vehicle rocked for a second and then grew quiet. Maggie held her breath and listened. All was silent like before.

Above her, something moved on the car’s roof. First, the sound came as gentle thumps, like someone walking above her. The noise grew louder. Pounding and scratching. Maggie realized whatever had leaped atop the car meant to claw its way in.

“Stop,” she screamed.

The sound became intense, the action more violent.

She cupped her hands over her ears and screamed, “Please, stop.”

Another boom came from overhead. A silhouette passed in front of the car lights again and vanished into the darkness. Maggie wondered if it had left.

Then the shadow appeared again, she heard a crash, and the left headlight went dark. Maggie thought this could not be happening. Things didn’t happen like this in the real world. Another crash and the right light went out.

The only light in the car came from the dashboard. Whatever was outside could see her by the glow. Her fingers fumbled for the switch, twisted it, and darkness once more wrapped around her.

Her breaths came in short pants. Her heart pounded in her ears. Her eyes opened, her eyes closed—the darkness remained the same. Minutes passed without a sound. The quiet grew unnerving.

What had it been? She’d heard of bears attacking vehicles. Certainly that would explain the agility and size of whatever it had been. But did bears come out at night?

A sickening feeling overwhelmed her—she was not alone. Something still remained outside, perhaps only feet from the car. She had not heard anything for a while now. Reason said it had left, but she knew it hadn’t. Whatever was outside waited for her.

She raised her hand and touched the underside of the car’s roof. Her fingers dragged across the surface of the liner, sweeping in gentle arcs until she found the dome light. Her fingertip slipped over the rocker switch.

A cold feeling washed over her. Her imagination played with her. If she pressed the switch and lit the interior, would something be outside, waiting? Would that be the trigger to provoke it?

When she could no longer stand it, she pushed. Light flooded the inside of the car. Nothing happened. She was alone. The light soothed her and kept the darkness away. The night had no power over her.

Then it hit the windshield. Fur pressed against the glass. A patch of fog wafted from the nostrils of a black nose. Fangs glistened in the light. Two red eyes stared at her.

Maggie pushed on the steering wheel, and the sound of the horn blared.

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About the Author:

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Originally from the Midwest, Ron D. Voigts now call North Carolina home where he and his wife have a small house off the Neuse River. Ron’s writing credits include the Penelope Mystery Series for middle-grade readers and the dark mystery thriller, Claws of the Griffin. His reading taste is eclectic and depends if the first sentence captures his interest. When not writing and reading, he enjoys watching gritty movies, cooking gourmet food, and playing games on his PC.

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Welcome to my Monday Minis Reviews.

I have two for you today.

One is an adult horror short story, Cracks in the Sky: The Cellar Jar.

The other is a young children’s rhyming book, Ghosties.

So first, I scare ya.

Then I charm you with some silly ghosties.

Lets get to it!

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Cracks in the Sky: The Cellar Jar

by Ryan Notch

This was a free download from Amazon. It’s still free right now. Go HERE if you want to grab a copy.

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My Review

Narine is scared. She’s been afraid all of her life. Of change, of people, of life, of everything.

Now she’s put her genius to work and built something to rid herself of that fear. Something she keeps in her basement. In a jar.

 Ryan Notch does a great job of building the suspense, putting you in Narine’s shoes. One place I wouldn’t want to be.

Can you imagine a fear so strong, so palpable, it controls every aspect of your life? It’s a wonder Narine ever came out of her house.

But she did, and now she thinks she has the very thing to rid herself of that all consuming fear.

 I just knew the author was going to creep me out. Fear is essential to our survival. It’s a warning from our brain, to beware, to be careful. I imagined all kinds of horrible scenarios because I didn’t have a healthy dose of fear to warn me.

 Narine will discover that sometimes it’s good to be afraid. Wise to be afraid.

I had one of those ‘I knew it!’ moments when I read the ending. It was a zinger!

4 Stars

Synopsis

In this terrifying tale of an experiment gone wrong…

Narine Khosrovian is brilliant and beautiful and ever afraid of every little thing. To her the world is a horror, its wonders locked behind walls of anxiety. Or at least it was, until she built the thing in the basement. A thing of cold steel and quantum fields. A thing to take away her fear forever. But might the fear have plans of its own once freed from her flesh?

I also recently read another book by this author.

The Abyss Above Us was a longer read. You can click on the cover for my review.

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And now for some silly ghosts.

Ghosties

by Gerald Hawksley

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My Review

Nothing scary here.

 You meet the quirky ghosts of Ghostie Town in this charming rhyming book with delightful illustrations on each page.

You meet happy ghosts and grumpy ones, sleepy ones and bouncy ones, and even smelly ones. 

This will quickly become a favorite one you and your children will enjoy reading over and over again.

I wish I’d had the print copy so I could enjoy the illustrations in color. They were so adorable. 

4 Stars

Synopsis

Halloween is in the air.
You’d like to see a ghost – but where?
At night when the sun’s gone down,
Come with me to Ghostie Town . . .
Where you will find the most colorful and cheerful collection of ghosties you could ever hope to meet.
Another silly rhyming kindle picture book from Gerald Hawksley.

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You can find out more about Author and his books by clicking HERE.

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So whatcha reading for Halloween? Got any suggestions for me?

I’d love to hear them and thanks so much for visiting fuonlyknew!

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I have so much to share with ya’ll today!

Mav Skye is here to tell us about the sisters in her suspense novella, Supergirls.

I’ve got the blurb and an excerpt for ya,

along with my review.

And, there’s a giveaway, so don’t forget to enter.

Enjoy!

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Before we get to my review, Mav has written a special guest post for us. I asked her to share with us  something about her characters, sisters May and Jenn.

Take it away Mav!

The Sisters behind Supergirls

by Mav Skye

 

I once jumped off our second story balcony. No one was chasing me and I wasn’t pushed. I did it because I thought if I stretched out my arms and took that leap of faith, I’d start flying like Supergirl. I wasn’t sure where the cape would come from; maybe it would spring out of my shoulders like wings. I was only five years old, low on hope, and desperate to try anything.

When I hit the grass, I didn’t break any bones, but my dreams shattered. I wasn’t Supergirl, and I never would be. I couldn’t rescue the world. Hell, I couldn’t even rescue myself. I had been through more than a rough spell of abuse at the hands of people who should loved me. I think this knowledge, all of it, hurt my heart more than the ground had hurt my head. I’m pretty sure I had a concussion that day. I remember laying there looking up at the clouds, feeling sad, insignificant. I wanted to believe that hurt I had endured was for some purpose…just like in my favorite comic books and movies.

Where do Supergirls Jenn and May come from? My childhood dream of becoming Supergirl and making sure justice prevailed for those souls that hurt as much as mine did.

There are watershed moments in life; choices we make that send us down a particular path. The difference between the sisters’ life and my own is I had therapists to work with me and show me that there are always choices. I learned there are consequences to every choice I make, good or bad. I live my life. Life doesn’t live me. Jenn and May never had a break, they never had someone to care for them or show them a way out. My life improved, but the sisters spiral down, down, down.

The girls differ quite a bit from each other from their looks and personalities to their own definitions of justice.

May’s looks are based on my sister. She’s tall, gorgeous, and elegant. And yes, her long blond hair really does look like a cape when the wind sweeps it from her shoulders. There’s something ethereal about my sister. I adore her. However, May’s personality is nowhere close to my sister’s. It is pure fiction.

Jenn is short, brunette, and hot. May’s looks will catch your eye, but Jenn’s will hold it. She has sharp cheekbones, and serious eyes. She’s a determined woman with a plan. God help the fool who crosses her. She’s more likely grimacing than smiling, frowning than grinning, but her heart is pure gold.

Jenn is def the more dominant sister. She has control issues stemming from childhood sexual abuse. Her mother whored her out for drugs. She remembers every lick of it. Jenn is compelled to right the wrongs inflicted upon her and May, to fix their damaged lives, no matter what the cost. Her love and devotion for May drives her to risk everything to save her sister from their shitty lives.

Unfortunately, this stress eventually gets to her, snapping her sanity. She chooses to be blind to it. Bit by bit, she lets go. The “letting go” phrase in Supergirls has multiple connotations. The obvious meaning is going cuckoo for coco puffs, but I hope readers catch the deeper significance: there is nothing in the world like releasing your past, all your worries, all your stress. You may as well be tap-dancing on top of the world… the problem comes when you let go of yourself. It’s a delicate balance. Here is where Jenn and May differ again: Jenn holds onto the past, May lets it go. Jenn tries to maintain a grip on reality, and as a result loses it. May doesn’t care. She accepts things for what they are. And when she falls, she accepts that, too.

May is much more laid back. Jenn thinks she is fragile, but May is indomitable. Her spirit is wild and carefree. Her mind has chosen to forget the abuse. Mental illness gives her a unique perspective. It is her illness that empowers her. It makes her strong, brave. Her weakness is her strength. It’s one of the reasons we love her so much.

When younger, one of their mother’s long time boyfriends, Freddie Dean, had an exceptional fascination with May. Freddie did more than steal May’s innocence, he stole her mind away, but her spirit remains untouched. She may not remember the abusive atrocities she endured, but May’s sense of justice is strong.

May wants to serve justice on those who deserve it, Kill Bill style. However, later in the story when she accidentally murders one of Fat Bastard’s victims, it breaks her. She can’t face that she has become the murderous monster.

Supergirls is about love and heartache and desperation. I hope to touch my readers with this tale, maybe even rekindle a few childhood fantasies. Most of all, I want my readers to think about who they love, what is most precious to them, and perhaps hold that person a bit tighter after reading Supergirls.

The second book, Night Without Stars, is due out early 2015.

Thanks so much for sharing Mav!

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MY REVIEW

Every now and then I’m surprised by the beginning of a book. I wasn’t just surprised by this one, I was shocked. I was unsure if I should continue reading it.

But this isn’t the first time I almost didn’t read a book because of its beginning, so I continued on. I’m glad I did, because the beginning says a lot about the characters and their world. A world I’m not familiar with and hope to never have to live in.

I come from a family with three older sisters, me being the youngest, so I felt a strong connection to May and Jenn. I felt sorry for and disgusted by these sisters. They were a product of circumstances and I could empathize with them. Why they did what they did. But that doesn’t excuse everything. Not the extremes they went to.

Then the author had to throw in a loop-hole and I felt sorry for them again.

Jenn is oldest.  Strong. She looked after her baby sister, May.  Tried to keep her safe and on her meds, so she didn’t go off the deep end. The place May called Letting Go.

They cook up a plan to rob Frederick Bells, a rich pervert and sadist. It’s rumored he has millions stashed in his mansion.

What May does to get inside and that Jenn even lets her, says a lot about how desperate these girls are. They just want to live a normal life, but I’m thinking it might not be in the cards.

Too much can go wrong, and does, with disturbing consequences. I had to hand it to these two. They didn’t give up, no matter how bad it got, and it got really, really bad. They kept pushing on, striving for that pot of gold.

The things they encounter are reminiscent of the movie Saw, and were cringe worthy. Kudos to the author for putting me there, in the bloody thick of it. I didn’t relax until the final word. And the ending is something else all together. Whoa!

The title says a suspense novel, but I call it horror and a macabre trip into a madhouse.

I’d not recommend this to younger readers because of the situations. For those of you who like something different, something disturbing yet real, I’d suggest you read this. It’s not your ordinary horror.

4 Stars

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Blurb

Sisters Jenn and May have finally found their golden ticket out of the slums. Pervy sugar daddy, Frederick Bells, promises to be an easy score with a big payoff—millions are hidden within his mansion.

The plan is simple: tie up the pig, steal his cash, and skip town. But fate has a different plan, including a villain with a wicked imagination. The sisters resort to playing their childhood game SUPERGIRLS to battle their fears in Bell’s den of horrors.

Will the SUPERGIRLS find their prize or will their heads join the pile behind the black cellar door?

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Excerpt

A narrow door with a brass knob catches my eye. It blends into the wall. “The closet,” I whisper.

We both walk to it, look at each other. I open the door. It is dark. A lone pull string hangs from a bulb. It tick-tocks back and forth like a grandfather clock tongue. I watch it a second, willing it to stop ticking, but it moves anyway in its own ghostly rhythm. I hesitate. Do I really want to see? Not just inside the closet, but see our lives clearly: May and mine, always looking for the next 7-11 job to get screwed at, flip a trick to pay rent, grab a buck burger for dinner, never having a real boyfriend, the weight of paying for May’s meds. What is the price for a dream, for peace? Our mother’s price (her face appears in my mind, navy blue eyes and a pale pretty mouth, a scar the shape of a kiss on her cheek) was running away. The price, I know, is always hefty and… complete.

What would my price be?

The string tick-tocks on.

“Maybe we should just leave,” whispers May.

Her statement reflects my thoughts, but in her voicing it out loud, I feel angry. Running away. It’s what we’ve always done, what our mother did. We aren’t going back to that life. No way.

Tonight everything is going to change.

“Not without the money,” I say, and grab the string.

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Author Mav Skye

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When Mav Skye isn’t turning innocent characters into axe murderers, refinishing old furniture, chasing around her spring ducklings, or reading the latest horror novel, she’s editing at the almighty Pulp Metal Magazine.

She adores puppies, pirates, skulls, red hots, Tarantino movies and yes, Godzilla.

Especially Godzilla.

She is the author of Supergirls and The Undistilled Sky. Look for her wicked horror romance, Wanted:Single Rose, this fall and the second book in the Supergirls series, Night without Stars, early 2015.

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