I spent the last year rewriting and editing my first book. I learned a lot since I had published it. The words and characters are leaner and meaner. I removed any passive language or excess words. I want it to be on par with the second book in the series. And it is. I’m satisfied.
The Dead are leaner and meaner.
Linda Bennett moves from New York to Florida to live a quieter life. She opens a bookstore and makes new friends. Her best friend, Shana, opens a magic shop with elixirs and potions. Oasis offers white sand and blue water with calming tropical breezes. Life is peaceful until the dead body washes onshore. Linda learns that dead bodies and disappearing tourists are typical for the small town. Rumors abound of secret parties given by the original residents in their secluded mansions. As soon as the sun sets, dark shadows stalk Linda and her friends.
Linda and her group receive an unsigned invitation to a party at End House, a deserted house overlooking the Atlantic Ocean. Its last owners vanished, leaving behind broken windows and destroyed rooms. The group arrives, but no one is there to greet them. End House has a sinister life of its own where horror follows their every step. Traps, illusions, and revolving rooms add to their growing fear. Wild animals escape their cages in the basement, a bloody skeleton sleeps in an upstairs’ bedroom, and body parts fall from the chimney into the living room’s fireplace. With two of their friends lost inside, they flee for their lives.
The young residents embark on a difficult journey, chased by supernatural creatures, not knowing whom to trust, to uncover the one controlling the evil game.
Who are The Dead? Are they humans or vampires?
Will Linda lose her heart to Todd, who knows more than he admits?
Does the door held by the villagers contain the answers to the never-ending puzzle?
The Dead Game has begun.
Follow the adventure in Book Two, Prey for The Dead.