Showing posts with label Horror. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Horror. Show all posts

Friday, August 24, 2012

Dracula's Secret

Dracula’s Secret

by Linda Mercury
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BLURB:


SHE HUNGERS FOR HIS LIGHT

She calls herself Valerie Tate. One of the few vampires left on earth, as beautiful as she is powerful, Valerie has resisted her craving for human blood for years, just as she once hid her true gender. But the night she lays eyes on the most enticing man she’s ever seen, it’s game over. He radiates goodness and light—and searing sexual energy. Valerie must have him. Taste him. Consume him. For he is temptation—and he is her destiny…


HE BURNS FOR HER DARKNESS

Lance Soleil is a rugged war veteran who runs a homeless shelter in Portland. At first gaze, he knows what Valerie is—and wants her even more. But when he welcomes a pack of werewolves into his shelter, he attracts the attention of Valerie’s oldest rival—her bloodthirsty brother, Radu, who hopes to become the first vampire President of the United States. Valerie knows Radu has a hidden agenda, and with Lance’s help she is determined to stop his unholy rise to power. But first, she must risk their growing love by fully revealing herself—as the one and only Dracula…



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Excerpt


His sun pierced her night.


Valerie Tate stopped dead at the sudden stabbing pain and clapped her leather gloved hands over her sensitive eyes. She’d been running full speed from rooftop to rooftop in an effort to bypass the clogged holiday traffic between her and her destination. Portland’s nighttime rain had merely cloaked her progress instead of slowing her down.


The flare of light, brighter than a magnesium bomb exploding in her face, now left her stunned, blind, and helpless. Any one looking out over the skyline could see her. Not something she wanted.


She crouched, one foot poised over the lip of a building’s crown. One wrong step and she’d fall off. It wouldn’t be a fatal drop, but it would certainly slow her down. Better to risk being seen up here, prancing about like some crazed musical number, than sprawled out on the pavement in the middle of the Halloween crowd.


Valerie probed the skin on her face. Unlike magnesium and direct sunlight, she hadn’t blistered or burned in response. Good. That would have ruined her evening’s plans. Much depended on her appearance not gathering too much attention.


Blood seeped from under her eyelids in response to the too-bright shine. Under the cover of her palms, she blinked away the achingly intense spots floating before her vision.


How could this happen? Once, a magnesium bomb had detonated next to her. Even as her skin peeled back, she had kept going. Nothing broke her concentration during a mission. Six hundred years of killing had taught her well.


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AUTHOR Bio and Links



Linda Mercury left behind her varied careers as a librarian, art model, and professional clown to pursue writing. She’s interested in writing, romance, the Middle East, reading, organizing, cooking, hand-made silk Turkish rugs, and the Nike of Samothrace.



Website and blog:
http://lindamercury.com
Twitter: LindaMercury1
Facebook: Linda Mercury

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

ExcerpTuesday: Gregory Frost

What was unique about the University of Bucureşti was that it had no single campus. Its buildings were spread all over the city.
Her small mailbox was full, in fact stuffed. Journals, notices about events that had already occurred, and books that she had requested had been crammed into the pigeonhole with her name on it. An overflow basket bearing her name sat on the counter beneath it. That was full, too. She sorted through most of it. The rest she carried or stuffed into her shoulder bag. She could read it more carefully at home, tomorrow. Outside, the moonlight seemed to track her like a searchlight along the sidewalk. She watched her breath steam and glisten in the glow. The ground had a rime of frost on it. She saw nobody about, but it was so cold, there would be no one out. No lovers. Thinking that as she climbed in and started the engine, she imagined herself and Costin naked in snow. Now, why was that so arousing? The door of her car was flung back suddenly. Before she fully comprehended, fully turned, a fist slammed into her cheek. Hurtled across the front seat, she struck her bag and it flipped, spilling its contents onto the floor. The shift lever stabbed at her belly. Sparkles scattered everywhere. Her thoughts refused to coalesce—what had happened? Someone had a hold of her, was turning her onto her back, at least she wasn’t on the shift knob now. Fingers dug at her hips, under her slacks, her panties, yanking all of it down. Abstractly she understood what was happening and kicked out.
Heard her shoe hit the pavement, heard the breathing. Then came the pressure on top of her, his stinking mouth on hers. She heard his blood whooshing through his arteries. Lightning crackled through the car. It lit his scruffy face: Dark eyes wide, slavering lips--but almost immediately the face twisted with terror. A claw hooked the corner of his mouth and sliced it open, all the way to the ear. His scream must have shattered windows for a mile. A flash and she stood outside the car, above him. He was trying to crawl away. Her blood raced, heart hammered. She rose up, saw the moon all red now, and then lunged into blackness.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

ExcerpTuesday - Kelly A. Harmon



Justin Beiber says he doesn't like his picture on People Magazine. I think he should just be happy he's on it.




Today I welcome Kelly A. Harmon on her virtual blog tour for her latest Blood Soup. She's going to give us a little taste of the soup!





Blurb:

King Theodicar of Borgund needed an heir. When his wife, Queen Piacenza, became pregnant, he’d hoped for a boy. His wife, along with her nurse, Salvagia, were convinced that the child would be a girl. With each cast of the runes, Salvagia’s trusted divination tools yielded the same message: “A girl child must rule or the kingdom will fall to ruin.”

When the queen finally gives birth, the nurse and the king are equally surprised. The king is faced with a terrible choice, and his decision will determine the fate of his kingdom. Will he choose wisely, or will he doom Borgund to ruin?


Excerpt:

Amalric didn’t know what he had expected to see—what he expected to feel—once he entered the catacombs. But it certainly wasn’t the empty void he experienced. Surely, these two women should mean something to me, he thought. He should feel sad for their passing. Or relief at his own existence. Or anger at his sister’s senseless murder.

But he’d never met them, and they meant nothing.

“Mother,” he whispered, trying to feel the relationship. He touched her loose brown hair, satiny in death, as if it had been oiled. Mummified flesh clung to her skull, her mouth hung slack with decay. But he could make out her features, even in abstract.

Piacenza’s arms crossed her chest, holding onto the baby she’d died birthing. The child lay on her stomach, her face turned out to the corridor. Smooth in death, the babe’s skin was stretched taut across her skull, her tiny mouth open as if searching for a breast. Amalric couldn’t picture this small babe as his twin.

“Sister,” he said, failing to convince himself of an emotional connection to the babe. He smoothed a thumb across her forehead, touched a finger to her puckered lips.

A scowl wrinkled his forehead, and he felt a tightness behind his eyes.

Now that he knew about them, how long would he continue to feel the emptiness that knowing them should have filled?

Had his father confirmed his sister’s existence in order to wring sympathy from his heart? Didn’t he realize that a man who had never known the loving touch of his mother nor felt the bond of his long-deceased sister would find nothing but apathy amid these moldering bones?
Amalric gazed at the wispy hair, the withered skin, and suddenly, he made a fist and drove it into his mother’s side. He felt her ribcage shatter beneath his knuckles, and saw his sister’s small frame sink as the bones of his mother failed to support her. A puff of dust rose above his sister’s head like a small halo in the torchlight.

He laughed, finding sudden humor in the situation. He should be rejoicing, he thought. Perhaps he should feel some harmony with his sire—the man who removed all obstacles from his path to the throne.

How pathetic of him, thought Amalric, if he felt any pride at all for getting rid of these women. Women, he thought, who are frail beyond measure and easily subdued. How pitiable that Father should take pride in such an achievement. And worse, how contemptible that he might think my seeing their mortal remains would create in me a sudden change of heart.

Bio:

Kelly A. Harmon used to write truthful, honest stories about authors and thespians, senators and statesmen, movie stars and murderers.

She found reporting by turns exciting (covering a murder trial) and excruciatingly boring (covering itty-bitty town council meetings). Most other stories managed to fall in between those extremes on a sliding scale of interesting.

When not crazed with the need to freelance, Ms. Harmon writes fantasy and dark fantasy with the occasional science fiction piece. Her story, Lies, short-listed for the 2008 Aeon Award and Blood Soup won the Fantasy Gazetteers Novella Contest prior to Eternal Press publishing it. Look for her story “Selk-Skin Deep” in Bad @ss Fairies 3, debuting in May, and Establishing a Good Critique Group in How to Write Paranormal, coming this fall.


Links:

Blood Soup at Eternal Press: http://www.eternalpress.biz/searches.php?genre=22
Kelly A. Harmon’s Web Site: http://kellyaharmon.com/




Thursday, September 17, 2009

Authorsday - Brian Moreland




A warm welcome to author Brian Moreland. He's my guest for Authorsday and I ask him the tough questions.

1. Describe your book.

Shadows in the Mist is a supernatural horror novel set during World War II. It is part suspense thriller, part war story. It starts off in present day, when war hero Jack Chambers asks his grandson to deliver a war diary to a general at a U.S. Army base in Germany. The diary reveals a secret burial ground of U.S. soldiers who went missing in action back in Germany sixty years ago. Also buried in the graveyard is a Nazi relic that Chambers doesn’t want to fall into the wrong hands. Most of the novel takes place in October, 1944, where we relive the nightmares Lt. Chambers and his platoon faced when they crossed into Germany on a top-secret mission with a rag-tag squad of O.S.S. soldiers. Lt. Chambers and his men soon discover that something evil in the foggy woods is slaughtering both German and Allied soldiers. As the platoon is being stalked, they take refuge in an abandoned church and discover a Nazi bunker where the horror was unleashed. The thriller is based on the Nazis’ true fascination with the Occult. In 2007, Shadows in the Mist won a gold medal for Best Horror Novel in an international contest.

2. When did you know you wanted to be a writer?

I started dreaming about being a writer when I was in high school. I loved books. I remember going to the paperback racks at the grocery store and just staring at all the book covers. The artwork inspired me to imagine the stories inside each book. I saw books as parallel worlds you can travel into, escape from every day reality. In high school I wanted to be the next Stephen King. I attempted my first novel, writing by hand on a yellow tablet. My wrist got tired, so I quit after about five pages. My freshman year in college I learned to type on Microsoft Word and that made writing much easier for me. At age 19, I wrote my first full-length horror novel and the feeling of accomplishment was such a rush. It was like this story just poured out of my soul. I had so fun just letting my imagination run wild and making up this imaginary world. I created a group of characters who were like real people to me, living in an alternate universe. After writing all semester and completing my first novel, I was hooked. A novelist was born. I changed majors from business finance to creative writing and screenwriting. From that day on I was determined to make a living writing and publishing novels.


3. How long have you been writing?

Going on twenty years now. Hard to believe. Before Shadows in the Mist, I wrote three other novels that never published and a number of short stories. I also ghost wrote a health book for a doctor and edited a few non-fiction books for other authors that did publish. Editing helped me learn how to structure a book and think like an editor.



4. How did you pick the genre you write in?

Even though I write mostly supernatural horror and suspense, I love writing cross-genre novels that include mystery, romance, and history, as well. My first novel, Shadows in the Mist, which is set during World War II, is very much a war novel interwoven with a supernatural mystery based on the Nazis and the Occult. There are scary moments, as well as an adventure story about an infantry platoon leader and his platoon who have to cross enemy lines to fulfill a top-secret mission. I also included espionage and conspiracy theory to drive the plot, so it’s very complex. I’m a big fan of Dean Koontz who is a master at mixing genres and giving his readers a multidimensional book. That’s my aim, as well. While my publisher categorizes my novel as horror, the story encompasses much more than just your typical horror novel. I’ve been surprised by how many readers who don’t read horror have told me how much they enjoyed the book. I think of Shadows in the Mist as more of an adventure novel with a supernatural mystery and lots of suspense, and hopefully a wider audience that includes men and women can enjoy the book.

5. Do you plot or do you write by the seat of your pants?

I do a little of both. I originally started out writing the entire first draft organically. I just started with a sense about where I want the story to go and ran with it. I never knew what was going to happen until I threw my characters into a scene. That way the story unfolded for me and the reader at the same time. I’d write purely from the heart. My characters took on a life of their own and led the story into all kinds of wild directions. But I kept having plot problems with this “organic” method and it was taking me literally a year to two years to sort out all the places my story got off track. On my latest novel, I developed a new technique. I still write the first 100 pages organically. This helps me discover my characters and the story. The difference is now when I get stuck, I switch to writing the synopsis, outlining the book scene by scene. Each paragraph of the synopsis represents a scene. This helps me see the bigger picture. I can plot the book more efficiently and save myself from writing a lot of unnecessary chapters. Then I just alternate back and forth between my manuscript and synopsis. I flesh out the scenes that I’ve plotted, then read the synopsis to see if the story is heading in the direction I want it to. I can also gage the pace this way. Since I write thrillers, I want my stories to move at break-neck speed. I move a lot of scenes around, trying out different scenarios to see which sequence of scenes works best. This method of alternating between writing the manuscript and writing the synopsis has saved me months of writing time.

6. What was the name of the first novel you wrote? Did you try to publish it?

In college I wrote a 120-page horror novel called The Degba Dynasty. After a couple drafts I submitted it to a literary agent. He rejected it, saying it was too short and I needed to improve my craft. But he told me he liked the story and my writer’s voice and to keep writing. I wrote and revised this novel several times until it was over 400 pages long. I resubmitted it to a list of agents over a span of two years, and received rejections from every one of them. I finally shelved the book, deciding it had served me to learn the process of writing a novel. Then I started to write the next novel. I believed eventually I’d write the one that got published.

7. What was the best writing advice someone gave you?


I had the privilege of meeting three bestselling authors who gave me some great advice. Robert Crais told me, “Never give up.” James Rollins told me, “Aim to write three pages a day.” And when I was struggling with Shadows in the Mist, John Saul told me in a very blunt tone, “Just finish the damn book!” Those became my dominant voices that continue to push me forward.

8. Who is your greatest cheerleader?

That would be my mom. All my life she has been an avid reader and turned me on to books. She loves horror and anything supernatural. When I wrote my first novel in college, she got all excited and read it right away. She loved my book and encouraged me to keep writing. That was important to me back then, because I was insecure about my writing and not sure if it was worth all the time I spent alone at my computer. When I first published, Mom spread the word to everyone she know and probably sold a couple hundred copies all on her own. She knows books and I value her opinion. As I’ve been writing my next novel, I send her chapters and ask her opinion. She’s not only my cheerleader, she’s become my sounding board, as well.

9. You offer services to writers. What kinds of coaching do you provide?

I offer one-on-one coaching by phone to all writers looking to be more successful. My coaching is very customized to fit the writer. Every writer is at a different stage. Some need motivation to finish a manuscript. Others need to advice on how they should go about getting their book published. Authors who already have a book published may need a sounding board on how to better market their books. My specialty is helping writers get clarity on their goals, identify and remove obstacles, and feel motivated to take action. As writers, we can get caught up in life’s distractions and our writing gets put on hold. I find that having a coach helps writers stay on track and accomplish their goals faster. I also offer consulting about the business of publishing. Before I landed a literary agent and mass paperback deal with Berkley/Penguin, I originally self-published Shadows in the Mist. To writers looking to publish, I offer the experience of self-publishing and working with a traditional publisher based out of New York. Anyone interested in coaching can reach me at Brian@BrianMoreland.com. I also write an advice blog, “Coaching for Writers.” http://www.coachingforwriters.blogspot.com/

10. What will your next book be about?

My next novel, Dead of Winter, is nearly complete. I’ve been writing and doing research on it for two and a half years. It is also a historical horror novel, this time set in Ontario, Canada in 1870. It’s the middle of winter and a remote fur-trading fort is isolated by a series of blizzards. There is something evil in the storm that is stalking the fort villagers and spreading a vicious disease that turns people into cannibals. The novel is based on a Native Canadian legend and an event that really happened to a fort in Quebec. My main character is a British detective from Montreal who teams up with a French priest who is also an exorcist. Both men have past connections with the evil that’s behind all the killings. The epic mystery is very complex with numerous characters and subplots. There are plenty of twists and turns and white-knuckle moments. My goal is to have it in print by late 2010 or 2011.


Author Bio:

Brian Moreland is a writer and success coach to writers living in Dallas, Texas. In addition to novel writing, Brian writes two blogs: “Coaching for Writers” and “Adventures in Writing.” He also works as a video editor and producer. He wrote, produced, and edited a WWII documentary about his grandfather, Return to Normandy. Brian originally self-published Shadows in the Mist and then sold it to Berkley-Penguin/Putnam for a mass paperback deal. Brian is a world traveler and frequently visits Hawaii and Costa Rica.
Official Website: http://www.brianmoreland.com/
Email: Brian@BrianMoreland.com
Coaching for Writers blog: http://www.coachingforwriters.blogspot.com/
Adventures in Writing blog: http://www.brianmoreland.blogspot.com/


Book Blurb:

Some bones won’t stay buried …

World War II hero Jack Chambers has kept a dark secret buried for more than sixty years. A secret he never told the Army. Never told his wife. A secret so bizarre, so potentially dangerous if fallen into the wrong hands, that Chambers made a pact to take the secret to his grave. But a brush with death convinces Chambers he must dig up the truth. Contacting his one ally inside the Army, Jack Chambers reveals a dark confession: “This is the untold story. The real reason my entire platoon vanished in October, 1944.”
Thank you for stopping by Brian. I wish you all the success.
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Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Book Review Tuesday - House of Dark Shadows

House of Dark Shadows
Robert Liparulo

I’m not one to read YA. If I do, it would be romance.
But I like horror and House of Dark Shadows by Robert Liparulo seemed pretty close to horror.
I haven’t been scared reading a book since I read It by Stephen King. I was truly scared reading the book.
The King family moves from Los Angeles to a small town. Xander, 15, does not want to move. He has a girlfriend and friends who he makes movies with. He likes his life in LA.
But move they do and the Kings find this odd house. Xander doesn’t like it from the beginning. He hears strange noises and sound travels in odd directions. When he confronts his father, the man agrees there is something about the house, but at first isn’t willing to consider moving.
Xander’s mother finds a set of large footprints in the house. Then Xander and his younger brother, David, see a strange figure on the second floor and decide to follow it. They find odd rooms in the attic. Each one has a different theme and an outside door. In order to go through the door the person must be wearing some of the items in the room.
After Xander is almost killed in a gladiator fight, their father makes David and Xander agree not to enter the rooms and not to tell their mother.
But David can’t resist.
This sets off a series of events which lead quickly to the end of the book.
House of Dark Shadows is the first in a series.
I could not put the book down. When I did finish it, I couldn’t sleep because my heart was pounding. Part of why it was scary to me is that I so identified with Xander and David. Having two boys myself, I found the relationship between them realistic. David especially had the push and pull that a 12 year old faces between being a child and being a teenager.
If you like horror then I highly recommend House of Dark Shadows.