When Gracen Sullivan stabbed Hart Blackwell, she thought it was over. She thought the world was safe--safe from her. Stuck in the Abyss, watching as the evil inside her body takes over, she has to find some way to stop it.
Hart Blackwell expected to wake up in Hell. Instead, he woke up in his grave. With the world falling apart, he has to put the bad history with his brother in the past or there will be no future.
Armageddon has been set in motion. Enemies will have to work together or everything will end in fire and brimstone.
The Abomination is here. And she must be stopped no matter the consequences.
Kelly Martin writes paranormal, contemporary, historical, and YA fiction. She has been married for over ten years and has three rowdy, angelic daughters. When she's not writing, she loves taking picture of abandoned houses, watching horror gamers on YouTube-- even though she's a huge wimp-- and drinking decaf white chocolate mochas. She's a total fangirl, loves the 80s and 90s, and has a sad addiction to paranormal TV shows. {Basically, she likes creepy stuff.} Her favorite characters are the very flawed 'good guys'--and 'bad guys' who don't know they are evil. She loves giving her readers books with unexpected twists and turns, but (here's a hint) most of her books have the ending spelled out in the first chapter. See if you can figure it out.
If you ever have a question or comment, feel free to email her at kellymartin215 @ yahoo . com ♥ You can follow her writing adventure at www.kellymartinbooks.com
"Lucien! Slow down! Wait for me!" The sounds all around us drown out my words. I can barely hear them, and I'm right there with me. I'm sure Lucien doesn't hear. I can't even see him anymore.
What I do see, through the wind whipping my hair in my eyes and squinting through the rain, is a dim light in the distance. I don't know if it’s a house or a barn or a serial killer's cabin. I don't know. I don't care. All I know is that I see it, and I want to be there. It has to be warmer and drier than out here in the middle of the woods.
Out here where any bear or wolf or fox could pounce on us and rip us to shreds.
Though I haven't heard any animal since we started into the woods.
I'm sure that's totally a great sign.
Could this get any worse?
A hand grasps my shoulder and pulls me back.
I’m pinned down on the ground before I can fully comprehend what’s going on. I can’t see what’s holding me down, but I know it can’t be my brother. I claw at its face to try to get up, but my hands are pinned down over my head, and I can’t make my legs move.
Bex, aka Beth Anne, is starting her new normal life with her normal, kind and gentle new foster parents. Bex is ready to forget her former life as Beth Anne the daughter of an alleged serial killer. This is some quick, light summer thriller reading. It's a book that you don't have to think too hard about. I was liking it for that reason. I am also a fan of teen scream movies and this reminded me of something like that. 3 stars.
Vampire Knight is a Royal Blood Chronicle character novella about Katrina’s father Fredrik during his years as a Templar Knight. Find out secrets he’s never revealed before, meet new characters and see familiar characters in a different light along the way, including Katrina’s mother, Elizabeth and Fredrik’s brother, William.
“I wanted to give the loyal fans of Royal Blood Chronicles a prequel where they could get to know many of the main characters of the series and join them on early adventures. I hope you enjoy Vampire Knight.” Elizabeth Loraine.
I grew up in a small northern Minnesotan town married my high school sweetheart, had two beautiful children and as soon as we could we moved to a warmer climate. I have worked with my husband building and decorating custom homes for years. After loving every kind of vampire book, movie and series I decided that I wanted to know more. I can write a book I thought, how hard can that be? Well.... But I stuck to it and finished my first book Royal Blood Chronicles Book One in August 2009. I now have six books in the series and am about to release book two of my new series Phantom Lives. My parents always told me that I could do anything that I wanted, work hard, study and do it right. I believe that and live that way every day.
When Gracen Sullivan stabbed Hart Blackwell, she thought it was over. She thought the world was safe--safe from her. Stuck in the Abyss, watching as the evil inside her body takes over, she has to find some way to stop it.
Hart Blackwell expected to wake up in Hell. Instead, he woke up in his grave. With the world falling apart, he has to put the bad history with his brother in the past or there will be no future.
Armageddon has been set in motion. Enemies will have to work together or everything will end in fire and brimstone.
The Abomination is here. And she must be stopped no matter the consequences.
Kelly Martin writes paranormal, contemporary, historical, and YA fiction. She has been married for over ten years and has three rowdy, angelic daughters. When she's not writing, she loves taking picture of abandoned houses, watching horror gamers on YouTube-- even though she's a huge wimp-- and drinking decaf white chocolate mochas. She's a total fangirl, loves the 80s and 90s, and has a sad addiction to paranormal TV shows. {Basically, she likes creepy stuff.} Her favorite characters are the very flawed 'good guys'--and 'bad guys' who don't know they are evil. She loves giving her readers books with unexpected twists and turns, but (here's a hint) most of her books have the ending spelled out in the first chapter. See if you can figure it out.
If you ever have a question or comment, feel free to email her at kellymartin215 @ yahoo . com ♥ You can follow her writing adventure at www.kellymartinbooks.com
Lillian loses everything important in her life after the death of her Aunt Mir. After Mir’s passing, Lillian slowly inherited the woman’s angelic abilities. These new found talents become a beacon to the evil that is waiting to destroy her. After Lillian met a demon named Danal, she soon realized there was a new immortal evil hunting her, along with a horrid demon known as Vengeance.
How will Lillian subscribe to what she has learned about the angelic realm and fight off the evil that wants her dead?
"Firefly: Angels Reign Series book II"
Angels don’t belong in chains…they deserve freedom!
Lillian discovers secret an entrance into the dark caverns of the underworld where she finds an angel imprisoned by the darkest demon known, the Demon of Vengeance. She walks through these dim tunnels and attempts to free this angelic being from her tomb. As she comes across Danal and his demon cohorts, Lillian makes a shocking discovery about him and who he really is.
Will Lillian escape or become swallowed up by the demon realm forever?
"Butterfly: Angels Reign Series book III"
Fight the demons and win the war for humanity!
Lillian knows that a war is coming between the angels and demons. It will be bloody, but with Danal by her side, Lillian digs deeper and prepares for the upcoming siege. After losing a close friend, she runs into a new type of demon, the Abassy. They are unforgiving and consequently after her blood. With demons at every turn, Lillian must overcome what is approaching without sacrificing more angels.
Can Lillian find the strength within herself to not only forgive, but come out victorious?
Candy O’Donnell lives in California with her best friend and husband, Jim, and their two enthused teenagers. This family also includes two happy dogs, a languid cat and an energetic cockatiel. Today, Candy writes whatever story crops up in her imagination. She composes numerous genres as a way of expressing herself fluently.
She writes Children’s / Fiction / Horror / Non-Fiction / Paranormal / Paranormal Romance / Romance / Short Stories / YA.
Lillian bolted upright after the hellish nightmare infiltrated the deepest caverns of her mind. Fuzzy red and green images still played in her head as she shook off the heaviness of sleep. It was as though hell had poked its way through the secret, hidden hollows of her psyche. Her own thoughts slowly came to her as she raced through each scene that had strangled her will as she slept.
She had not wished for these disturbing images before she fell asleep; they just dipped into her mind and nested within. Those real dreams that were supposed to be non-real were not what she wanted to play out before her. Dreams were supposed to be happy, glorious things, not something made of nightmares.
She crooked her head to the right and noticed that her bedroom door was ajar and something with a human form was standing in the hallway. The image was not complete, but murky white, as if whatever was standing there was completely shrouded in a misty alabaster substance and was barely visible.
This shadowy human figure still clung to the outside her vision, moving slowly to the right then to the left, as if dancing. The fog of sleep still cloaked her senses when she forced her hands and arms to move. Lillian wiped her frosty-colored eyes briskly with her hand to gain a better view of who was standing in the open doorway. She still could not see the person clearly. The form and its surroundings were hazy and seemed to move wildly, like a pond after a hand gently touched its surface. Lillian shook her head, but the figure still appeared smoky to Lillian and she blinked many times to clear her eyes of drowsiness. The image was finally static and she was able to perceive what was before her. A faint vapor of a middle-aged woman stood silently near the entrance of her room.
The woman’s form seemed to become clearer with each passing second, but Lillian still did not recognize her, as the frame rippled like a fun house mirror. When the woman’s mouth opened to speak, no sound escaped. It was then that the off-white form of the woman glided into the room and came closer to Lillian, gazing at her as she moved. Fright gripped Lillian in its tight grip, and she could not stop staring at this woman as her image became more human.
This female had light-blue eyes and black hair that snaked down toward her waist. Her ruffled russet shirt was tucked into a red and blue striped skirt that hung down to her ankles. As the woman’s outline began to fade from Lillian’s eyes, she noticed that a brown piece of linen cloth held her long straight hair in place.
Lillian held in a scream when the room suddenly teamed with golden streams of light. Each brilliant ribbon set the tone for morning as the sun rose above the mountains in the distance. It was a new day, and the sudden radiance lit the room before she could remove her hand from her open mouth.
Was the woman a dream or merely a mind game? She knew now who the figure was. Mir had come back for a visit.
When Lillian glanced around her room, there was nothing to be frightened of. The bright yellow walls seemed to smile down at her, and the closet door was still shut as the alarm sounded from her cell phone. Its high pitched tone startled her. She shook her head from side to side before she reached out to take hold of the buzzing instrument. After halting its incessant noise Lillian discovered that Unknown had called her during the night, again. This was the third night in a row.
Inside she wondered who was so persistent to call each and every night for three nights. What did they want and why? Maybe it was a wrong number and they could not remember the correct one each time. Whatever the case, Lillian panned through her thoughts to come up with a good explanation.
The thought of a mysterious stranger contacting her at such a late hour inundated her with many unanswered questions. Was it perhaps a friend calling to tell her good night? Or someone attempting to make contact with a long lost love that they hoped to find after many long months? She could only surmise. Lillian slipped the phone back to its place on the nightstand, then smoothed the ruffled leafgreen bed sheets near her waist.
A fluttering sound reached her ears, and seemed to be coming from the window casement. Thoughts of the unknown caller vanished when she twisted her head in the direction of the window and caught sight of a dragonfly’s translucent wings gently moving up and down just outside the glass pane. Small dark veins raced in every direction within each annex. The small wings pumped the air surrounding its elongated body, keeping it aloft. Each rotating section worked simultaneously to keep the insect airborne and allowed it to gyrate to and fro. Lillian noticed that the body of the dragonfly was a rosy angelic color, with a string of charcoal hue wavering through. The magnificent being seemed to stop time for what seemed like many long minutes. Everything else halted too, even her breath, as she concentrated on what the tiny being wanted. It hovered on the other side of the glass and seemed to send her unheard messages. Lillian blinked once during the entire event.
After observing the delicate being, the horrific dream shot into her now pleasant thoughts. This being had been with her during every frightening moment she’d endured in her dream state. Its exact color and shape was her guardian along the dark passageway she had crept through—or crawled through—as she slept. She was on her way to her aunt’s room as she astral traveled—this was something she did often. But the hallway was made of hardened brown rock and was not easily maneuverable. Every step was treacherous to her bare feet.
The walls had been covered in wet, dirty, olive green vines that clung to every door frame and emitted the distinct impression that they might attack any intruder passing their way. It was as though a forbidden forest had suddenly grown over the existing white painted surfaces and taken over the cherry hardwood floors beneath her feet. Lillian recalled having to call out her aunt’s name, only to hear nothing in return.
Sadness weighed heavily upon her shoulders when a new memory dropped into her head. My aunt is dead. She wished with all her heart that it wasn’t true. As she observed the tiny body of the dragonfly, it shifted slowly toward the pane of glass, as if wanting to capture her attention. The being then delicately encircled each pane with ease and grace. Its beauty slowly overcame Lillian’s negative thoughts and transmuted them into more pleasant contemplations. As the dragonfly drifted near the window casement, it was looking in her direction, as if sensing her inner personal struggle.
Lillian felt like a rope had tightened its grip upon her body and refused to free her. She assumed the tiny creature was there to watch over her and ensure her emotional safety. But maybe that was merely what she wanted. What an incredible thing to have—a dragonfly as a guardian. The thought of the shadowy figure was temporarily forgotten, and so were the horrific events of the nightmare.
The dragonfly’s wings took it from the window as it curved up toward the tree near the house, then disappeared among the green and brown leaves. Lillian felt a wave of sadness drape her when the divine being withdrew from view. This brought on a sudden swell of melancholy that had been lingering within her heart. Lillian’s body shook at the insect’s disappearance, and she brought her hands to her face and cried.
I am not really a Koontz fan, I prefer Stephen King. I thought this book was weird as I started reading it. Compelling but strange. It has a very dreamy tone to it. Bibi often slips away from reality and into her imagination. Which kind of makes her an unreliable narrator. The characters are extremely intuitive bordering on psychic ability. Koontz really loves golden retrievers, I have read a few of his books that feature a golden retriever. The one I remember was Watchers. A Big Little Life is Koontz's book about his dog, a golden retriever. I was confused by the supernatural aspects of the story. The pacing was slow and the story bounces around a lot through time and different character's points of view so much that I had no idea what was going on. A third of the way in was when I started liking this book and thought it was getting interesting. Two thirds into the book I thought it was getting really good, now that it started making sense. This book takes a lot of commitment to get to the good part. I kept reading because I wanted to know what the heck was going on. Kind of a Gordian knot wrapped in a riddle of delusion. The last hundred pages of this book were so good and exciting that they transformed me into an ardent Dean Koontz fan, well almost. I do have to say this is the best Dean Koontz book I've ever read, though I've only read three; Watchers, Tick Tock and Ashley Bell. 4 stars.
Blurb:
Crystal Frost has grown accustomed to the supernatural, but months of passive paranormal activity have left her believing her mother’s wedding will be a breeze. That changes when a ghost named Melissa shows up in Crystal’s dressing room while she’s picking out her maid of honor dress. Crystal takes on this new psychic mission without question, immediately determined to save Sage, the girl Melissa warned her about. But how do you save a girl from a deadly fate when you don’t know how she’s going to die?
Alicia Rades is an award-winning young adult paranormal author with a love for supernatural stories set in the modern world. When she's not plotting out fiction novels, she's running her own professional writing business, plowing her way through her never-ending reading list, or preparing for the backpacking trips she takes every summer. In college, Alicia majored in communications with an emphasis on professional writing. She currently lives in Wisconsin with her husband and two cats.
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Kelly Martin writes paranormal, contemporary, historical, and YA fiction. She has been married for over ten years and has three rowdy, angelic daughters. When she's not writing, she loves taking picture of abandoned houses, watching horror gamers on YouTube-- even though she's a huge wimp-- and drinking decaf white chocolate mochas. She's a total fangirl, loves the 80s and 90s, and has a sad addiction to paranormal TV shows. {Basically, she likes creepy stuff.} Her favorite characters are the very flawed 'good guys'--and 'bad guys' who don't know they are evil. She loves giving her readers books with unexpected twists and turns, but (here's a hint) most of her books have the ending spelled out in the first chapter. See if you can figure it out.
If you ever have a question or comment, feel free to email her at kellymartin215 @ yahoo . com ♥ You can follow her writing adventure at www.kellymartinbooks.com
