Thursday, December 31, 2020
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New and FREE! THE DELIVERY, a Christmas Horror Short Story
New and FREE!
THE DELIVERY
A Christmas Horror Short Story
by Linda Mooney writing as Gail Smith
Word Count: 2.4K
$0.00 e
THE DELIVERY
A Christmas Horror Short Story
by Linda Mooney writing as Gail Smith
Word Count: 2.4K
$0.00 e
Despite the devastation and the near extinction of mankind,
the holiday spirit still remains. But for how long?
Friday, December 18, 2020
Daemon War, Daemon Persuasion Series, Book Four, by S. K. Gregory
Daemon Persuasion Series, Book Four
by S. K. Gregory
Genre: Urban Fantasy
Publisher: SK Gregory
Date of Publication: 18/12/2020
ASIN: B088F68JJ1
Word Count: 46k approx
Cover Artist: SKGregory
Tagline: They survived the battle, can they win the war?
Book Description:
From USA Today Bestselling Author S.K. Gregory the Final Book of the Daemon Persuasion Series
The battle is over, but can they win the war?
The battle changed everything. Mackenzie finds herself with new responsibilities and a war heading her way. Her relationship with Taryn is tested as the bodies begin to fall.
An end to the war...
As they try to beat back the enemy, a prophecy might hold the key to end the war for good. It will take all of her power to keep the ones she loves safe. Time to kick some ass.
An urban fantasy novel
Excerpt:
“Why won’t you ever listen!” Taryn screamed. He turned away from Mackenzie, his shoulders set with rage.
Before she knew what she was doing, Mackenzie picked up a heavy plant pot from a nearby table and brought it down on the back of Taryn’s head. His body crumpled to the floor.
Dropping the remains of the plant pot, she stood over him, waiting for him to get up and start screaming at her again. When she saw the blood pool out onto the carpet, that’s when she knew how serious it was.
“Taryn?” She dropped to the floor beside him, reaching out to check for a pulse. Nothing.
“No, this isn’t happening,” she whispered. She turned him over, stifling a scream when she saw his eyes open and staring back at her. “Taryn.”
She shook him, willing him to respond, but he didn’t. He couldn’t.
Oh God, I killed him.
This couldn’t be happening, she didn’t mean to get so mad, she just lost control for a moment.
Sobbing, she rested her head on his chest. Her whole life was over now. Taryn was gone, their life together, their home, their future. She would go to prison for sure and then...She sobbed harder.
“Mackenzie?”
She turned to find Annie standing at the top of the stairs. How did she get in?
“What’s happened? Is he okay?” Annie asked, taking a step toward her.
“No. He’s dead.”
Annie kneeled down beside her, placing a comforting hand on her back. “Oh my poor girl.”
“I need to call the police,” Mackenzie said, wiping her face.
“There’ll be time for that. You need to focus on what is important.”
“What are you talking about?”
“I need you to tell me who you are,” Annie said.
Mackenzie stared at her. “What?”
“You heard me. Tell me who you are.”
Mackenzie shook her head in confusion. “You know who I am, Annie. Are you okay?”
Maybe Annie had hit her head or something.
“I know your name, but I need to know who you are and why you are here.”
Mackenzie got to her feet, eager to put some space between herself and Annie. Annie’s hand shot out and gripped her wrist.
“Answer the question!” she barked.
“Get off me,” Mackenzie said. She pried Annie’s fingers off her wrist and hurried downstairs. She would call the police and maybe a doctor for Annie.
Before she could reach the phone, Annie caught up to her. “You can’t escape me. Answer the damn question.”
Mackenzie whirled to face her. “Enough. I don’t understand your damn question. You know me. My name is Mackenzie. I’m here because I bought a damn house.”
Annie’s face twisted into a snarl. “Not good enough.”
There was a flash and for a moment, the entire room changed. The furniture vanished and she was sitting in a chair with a strange man standing over her. She blinked and she was back in the room.
This isn’t real.
Annie advanced on her.
USA Today Bestselling Author S. K. Gregory writes urban fantasy, paranormal romance and horror novels. She currently resides in Northern Ireland where she works as an editor.
In her spare time, she helps indie authors by promoting them through her website and on social media.
Thursday, December 17, 2020
Death Masks, Author’s New Updated Edition by Kim Richards
The pumpkin version of this cheesecake became a favorite of my Mom before she passed. I made it for every fall and winter family gathering. Give it a try! ~Kim Richards
Sweet Potato/Pumpkin Cheesecake
2 Cups gingersnap cookie crumbs (about 30 cookies crushed)
6 Tbsp melted butter
Or (for a more keto/carb friendly version) substitute crushed walnuts for cookie crumbs and butter.
For Filling:
3-8 oz packages softened cream cheese
½ Cup butter melted
1 1/3 Cups sugar (or mix half brown sugar and half white if preferred) can substitute stevia
1 Cup cooked and mashed sweet potatoes or pumpkin
¾ tsp. ground cinnamon
¾ tsp. ground nutmeg
3 Tbsp bourbon (or 1 tsp. almond flavoring)
1 tsp. vanilla
4 Eggs
Note: The recipe says sweet potato or pumpkin. You can use either or do a mixture of half pumpkin and half sweet potato if you like.
1 ½ Cups sour cream
2 Tbsp sugar (or stevia)
1 ½ tsp. burbon (or vanilla)
Ground cinnamon
In a medium bowl, combine the crust ingredients and stir to mix well. Press crumb crust into the bottom and 1-inch up sides of a buttered 10 ½ spring form pan. Bake crust in a 350 degree oven 8-10 minutes until just starting to deepen in color. Remove from oven and set aside.
In a large mixing bowl (or food processor) combine filling ingredients, beat until smooth.
Pour batter into the prepared crust. Bake at 350 degrees for 20 minutes. Then turn the oven temperature down to 300 degrees and continue baking for 35 minutes; Then again, turn oven temperature down to 250 degrees and continue baking 20-30 minutes until cheesecake is set around the edges and barely jiggles at the center. Remove from the oven and increase the oven temperature to 350 degrees.
Mix topping ingredients and spread evenly over top of cheesecake. Dust with cinnamon if desired. Bake for five minutes to just set the topping. Remove from oven and cool completely. Cover and chill for several hours, remove from pan and serve.
Makes 16 servings.
Author’s New Updated Edition
by Kim Richards
by Kim Richards
Genre: Thriller
Publisher: Kim Richards
Date of Publication: June 3, 2020
Digital ISBN: 978-1-952564-01-7
Audio: 978-1-952564-50-5
Number of pages: 146
Word Count: 53,826
Cover Artist: Dawné Dominique DusktilDawn Designs
Tagline: Let’s hunt a serial murderer!
Book Description:
Bill Cristo reluctantly takes up an exercise routine. One evening, he takes a jog and comes face-to-face with a killer. His local metro park is no longer safe for anyone. Unsure of why he survived that first encounter, Bill is determined to catch the murderer before anyone else dies. Then it sets its sights on his girlfriend.
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Excerpt
It took less than a second for the young man to fall. Impact with the hard ground cut off his yelp. He rolled on his back with wide eyes. His fear, thick and tangible, mingled with the stench of rotted leaves and dust as the syringe’s needle pushed into his skin, taking a moment to pierce the earliest layers of flesh.
Standing back, emotionless brown eyes watched him thrash and struggle to scramble to his feet. The poor bastard looked drunk. It waited, breathing steadily as the jogger’s cries faded and his body fell back among loose sticks, pebbles and crumbling leaves. The predator strode a few steps forward to stand over the man’s shuddering form. It bent low, leaning just enough to peer deep into the wide pale blue eyes of its now-paralyzed victim. Then it grasped the man’s ankles and dragged him into the shadows, among the low foliage, and set to work.
Kim Richards lives in Northern California where she works for the County Disease Control Covid 19 Task Force as clerical support for testing. She loves to sew, write, garden, and read. She also enjoys crafting to relax and is always looking for new ways to create.
Author webpage: www.kim-richards.com
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Monday, December 14, 2020
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Now Available as an Audiobook! CODE 30, Paranormal Horror
Now Available as an Audiobook!
CODE 30
Paranormal Horror
Word Count: 33.6K
$2.99 e / $9.99 p / $14.95 a
Paranormal Horror
Word Count: 33.6K
$2.99 e / $9.99 p / $14.95 a
Narrated
by Linda Mooney
Length: 3 hrs, 33 min
Hear a Sample
Length: 3 hrs, 33 min
Hear a Sample
My name is Alexis Hembree, and I’m a cop. My partner and I are good at our jobs, except we don’t tend to work what others would call a “normal” beat. For some reason we draw evil to us like flies to sugar.
Sometimes there are things in this world we can’t explain or anticipate. But when they cross that line between their existence and ours, when they show up, we have to deal with them as best we can.
Some cops fight criminals. We fight something that never should have existed.
303 Lexington St.
It was a crack house. Except, in this case, drug dealers went in but they didn’t come out. Not alive, anyway, but in body bags. What’s more, if everyone who went inside ended up being shredded to death, who was doing the killing?
Georgie Porgie
The killer targeted women. Young, old, prostitutes, business women, it didn’t matter. One moment they would be walking down the sidewalk in the middle of town, and the next what was left of their bodies would be found in a nearby alleyway. Devoured. That’s why I had to be the next one to walk the streets. To draw out whoever was doing this. To be his next victim.
The Goodbye
He murdered young girls by crucifying them with ice picks. He was slick, elusive, and heading for our city. My partner and I were damned and determined this murderer would get no further. Unfortunately I couldn’t keep my head on the job. Neither could I ignore the weird-ass dreams I was having about this deviate. This case was becoming more personal, more foreboding, and more dangerous with each passing day. And there was no damn way I could avoid what I dreamed would be the final outcome.
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