Book Feature - Rivulets of Blood by CS Forster
“Rivulets of Blood”
A simple matter of being in the wrong place at the wrong time turns into a terrifying nightmare.
A Sheriff who is past his prime, an inexperienced Deputy and a temporary one who knows all about deadly dangers.
Advertising Executive Jason Hadley’s wonderful life is plummeting into an abyss. Will he and his beautiful wife Shelby be able to overcome their problems despite all the horrifying obstacles in their way?
Throw in the mix a ruthless, savage rapist/killer and you have a thriller and suspense novella you will not be able to put down.
Not suitable for readers under 18.
Amazon US Kindle: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00IF1VTHY
Amazon UK Kindle: http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B0...
About Author CS Forster
CS Forster has a great love of reading and had been writing stories for friends and family since a very young age. It was just a hobby then and never went any further. Life intervened and after lots of different jobs, travels and the passing of many years, the author decided to revive the passion for story-telling, but this time for a wider readership.
CS Forster lives on a property in a rural area, surrounded by dogs and books.
“Rivulets of Blood - An Excerpt”
The drive to the Miller’s home, a log-cabin, situated in the surrounding woods on an unpaved road, was not an easy one in the downpour.
Evan and Mary Miller were one of the younger long-time residents of Arrowhead. The moved here ten years ago when Evan struck it lucky on the financial markets, decided to quit the rat-race at a fairly young age and rather live a peaceful and quiet life with his wife Mary, surrounded by nature, something that both of them had always enjoyed.
The drive which normally takes about twenty minutes took Brad close to an hour, slipping and sliding in the mud.
Good thing he took the Jeep, the Sheriff should really press for a second four-wheel drive vehicle for the station.
As he approached the Miller’s property he saw lights on in, what he knew from previous visits, to be the living room.
Brad stopped the car in between the trees, switched off the engine and head lights and decided what to do next.
“I am close to the Miller’s cabin now” he informed the Sheriff over the radio “going to check on them now”.
He got out of the car pulling the brim of his Stetson down for more protection against the rain and let out a string of swear words as he stepped into the mud up to his ankles. Putting his hand on the gun he slowly approached the cabin.
‘Everything looks fine, I reckon I will look like a fool disturbing them at nearly midnight’.
As he got closer and not seeing anything suspicious, he started to relax even more until he caught a glimpse of the front door standing half open.
‘Now that can’t be good’ he thought, considering his next step.
“Sheriff, something is not right, the front door stands open, on a night like this with the rain still pissing down”.
“The Marshall has already sent two of his Deputies, better wait for back-up” Bill Logan replied.
“Ten-four Sheriff, but I am just going closer to have a look-see”.
“Be careful Brad”.
Deputy Spencer took out his gun and approached the open door carefully, while looking left and right.
‘Damn it all’ he said to himself, ‘the rain is not helping, I can’t see or hear a thing’.
He stepped on the porch and called through the open door “Deputy Spencer here, Mr Miller, Mrs Miller are you ok?”
Nothing, not a sound. He felt the hair on his neck raising and his palms getting sweaty.
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A simple matter of being in the wrong place at the wrong time turns into a terrifying nightmare.
A Sheriff who is past his prime, an inexperienced Deputy and a temporary one who knows all about deadly dangers.
Advertising Executive Jason Hadley’s wonderful life is plummeting into an abyss. Will he and his beautiful wife Shelby be able to overcome their problems despite all the horrifying obstacles in their way?
Throw in the mix a ruthless, savage rapist/killer and you have a thriller and suspense novella you will not be able to put down.
Not suitable for readers under 18.
Amazon US Kindle: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00IF1VTHY
Amazon UK Kindle: http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B0...
About Author CS Forster
CS Forster has a great love of reading and had been writing stories for friends and family since a very young age. It was just a hobby then and never went any further. Life intervened and after lots of different jobs, travels and the passing of many years, the author decided to revive the passion for story-telling, but this time for a wider readership.
CS Forster lives on a property in a rural area, surrounded by dogs and books.
“Rivulets of Blood - An Excerpt”
The drive to the Miller’s home, a log-cabin, situated in the surrounding woods on an unpaved road, was not an easy one in the downpour.
Evan and Mary Miller were one of the younger long-time residents of Arrowhead. The moved here ten years ago when Evan struck it lucky on the financial markets, decided to quit the rat-race at a fairly young age and rather live a peaceful and quiet life with his wife Mary, surrounded by nature, something that both of them had always enjoyed.
The drive which normally takes about twenty minutes took Brad close to an hour, slipping and sliding in the mud.
Good thing he took the Jeep, the Sheriff should really press for a second four-wheel drive vehicle for the station.
As he approached the Miller’s property he saw lights on in, what he knew from previous visits, to be the living room.
Brad stopped the car in between the trees, switched off the engine and head lights and decided what to do next.
“I am close to the Miller’s cabin now” he informed the Sheriff over the radio “going to check on them now”.
He got out of the car pulling the brim of his Stetson down for more protection against the rain and let out a string of swear words as he stepped into the mud up to his ankles. Putting his hand on the gun he slowly approached the cabin.
‘Everything looks fine, I reckon I will look like a fool disturbing them at nearly midnight’.
As he got closer and not seeing anything suspicious, he started to relax even more until he caught a glimpse of the front door standing half open.
‘Now that can’t be good’ he thought, considering his next step.
“Sheriff, something is not right, the front door stands open, on a night like this with the rain still pissing down”.
“The Marshall has already sent two of his Deputies, better wait for back-up” Bill Logan replied.
“Ten-four Sheriff, but I am just going closer to have a look-see”.
“Be careful Brad”.
Deputy Spencer took out his gun and approached the open door carefully, while looking left and right.
‘Damn it all’ he said to himself, ‘the rain is not helping, I can’t see or hear a thing’.
He stepped on the porch and called through the open door “Deputy Spencer here, Mr Miller, Mrs Miller are you ok?”
Nothing, not a sound. He felt the hair on his neck raising and his palms getting sweaty.
Purchase Rivulets of Blood
via Amazon
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D.R. Racey has served on active duty in the U.S. Military since 1998 and spends much of his time off writing, developing his next story, and designing his own cover art. He has been married since 2000
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