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Angie Blake
Kirjat ja teokset yhdessä paikassa: 16 kirjaa, julkaisuja vuosilta 2013-2018, suosituimpien joukossa Twisted Tales of Horror. Vertaile teosten hintoja ja tarkista saatavuus suomalaisista kirjakaupoista.
Laura's twenty-eight years old. All her life she's seen people that weren't there. Her mother referred to it as sin. The priest referred to them as spirits. Her sister referred to her as crazy. Marianne referred to it as a gift. What happens now when a four-year-old spirit asks for her help and is followed around by the same demon that possessed Laura's body sixteen years ago? Does Laura help her or does her mother's perseverance convince Laura to leave well enough alone?
"I thought I told you to show yourself, little man," said the voice behind the eyes. "Wh... wh... Who are you?" Johnny stuttered, ashamed he sounded so stupid and scared. "You know me, Johnny. You know me, I'm the terror that lives in your imagination. I'm the guy that practically scared you to death when you were little. You remember that? You cried in your room, like a lost pup, and hid under the covers, the first time I laid eyes on you." "What are you talking about?" Johnny asked. How would he know that? "You know damn good and well what I am talking about. I scared you in the middle of the night. I came out from underneath your bed." The monsters eyes danced with happiness and it scared Johnny. How could he know that? There is no way this thing could know anything about Johnny's past and how freaked out he was about monsters that came out from underneath his bed. He'd never told anyone about that incident. The only two people that would've known besides him was his Dad and his sister. "Your Mom's name is Gina, and your Dad's name is Luke. You have a little sister named Melissa. If it wasn't for her, you'd still be on your bed under the covers " He laughed wildly and Johnny could see his sharp teeth, and half way down his throat. "I...I...I don't remember..." Johnny stammered, feeling stupid again. "Do you remember this?" He said as a huge white claw came out of the darkness, and swiped Johnny across the chest. He cringed in pain. It hurt to breathe. He did remember it.
Kenny Mullen II and I would like to welcome our readers to The Dark Side Hotel. Once you register at the front desk we'd like to guide you into the Parlor where you will be spending your evening with a menagerie of guests including, but not limited to: vampires, (and not the loving fluffy kind either), ogres, unicorns, etc. Now these all may not sound like scary characters to you, but you add dark, magical powers, a war, lots of blood and guts and voila........you have horror. On my side of the spectrum, I love to mess with your mind. To be chased by your own horror characters, text messages that turn deadly, a secret during a truth or dare game, etc. Sometimes child play is NOT all fun and games...... With that said, please sit down, pour yourself a cup of your favorite drink and enjoy your journey into a land of horror, dark magic, and mind games. Enjoy yourself.....just be careful because once you enter The Dark Side Hotel you won't be able to leave. At least not with the same mind set you had when you came inside. We wish you well