Horror for Newbies

Teaser Tuesday

Waiting for Book 3? I'm still working hard on it. Yes, I blew right through my March deadline. I know. But I really am making good progress. 

In the meantime, I have been posting teasers passages on most Tuesdays. I try to keep them free of major spoilers, though there might be some minor ones and maybe a name or two that you don't recognize. In case you've missed them, you can see them in the gallery below (not in any particular order).

And of course keep an eye on my Facebook page or Twitter to see them in the future. Look for the #teasertuesday



















The large room appeared to be in disarray. Several desks were pushed into one corner while a few chairs were shoved into another. There was one long table up against the wall next to the window. Boxes were stacked on.jpg






















“I know what I said.” He barked.“No you don’t.” Her eyes bored into his as she crowded him stepping close enough that she had to tilt her head up to meet his eyes. “You said the very thing that the small, broken voic.jpg






















“This is the last place…” She cleared her throat, tamping down tears and swirling anxiety. “The last place where my mother was happy, the last place that she had hope. When she was pregnant with me, she used to wait .jpg






















As beautiful and exciting as Edinburgh was, it was still a big city. There would always be those who needed help. She was struck by the difference between the rural poverty that she had seen in the holler, and the ur.jpg






















As ridiculous as the James’ ambitions sounded when Dermot had told her about them, tonight James seemed every bit the king that he wanted to be. She had come here determined to take what she could from the situation,.jpg






















Sarah had noticed the castle in the distance shortly after they had passed Inchnadamph. At first it was a small grey speck amid the new spring green of the hills behind it. It seemed to grow as they approached, risin.jpg






















She stepped closer to her bag. The book on top was one of those cheap paperbacks that only costs a pound. She’d seen a rack of them in the bookstore. All classic novellas, short stories, poetry and plays printed chea.jpg






















She tore his heart out almost daily without even trying. Who knew what she would do when she set out to hurt him- He’d been holding his breath since getting the call from Fleming that Sarah hadn’t been in her apartme.jpg
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Published on June 06, 2017 15:05
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