Showing posts with label thrillers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label thrillers. Show all posts

Friday, June 24, 2011

Book Blurb Friday: No. 17



All Fall Down
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 Time has forgotten Bedford Falls, although it’s mattered little from the start. Despite appearances, evil simmers in this unloved town. Mary Sykes knows it, as do the  residents still trapped in its frozen web.

She had escaped; now death brings her back to the aunt who’d cruelly expelled her.

 Cautiously, Mary approaches her former home where cobwebs drape across the open doorway. She falters before stepping inside, unsure what she’ll find, knowing only that it won’t be good.


With a crash, the door slams shut, entombing her in darkness.

“Aunt Esther?” Mary croaks into the void, her words echoing back only charged silence.
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Someone else is in the house…..
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With this, Patrick Ferris leads us into a world where secrets fester and things aren’t what they seem. His wicked skill twists terror into the heart and leaves us begging for more. It’s a thrilling read, though you’ll sleep lightly tonight …
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( 150 words )
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I had such fun with this one. I was imagining reasons why the the aunt who raised her suddenly sent Mary away, and who might be sequestered with her in the darkness...more importantly what do they want with her? And just who is dead....so far?
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I'm discovering a dark side of myself that has only shown up recently in these microfiction memes. I think I like it!
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For more fun takes on this prompt that use 150 words or less to entice us, stop by Lisa's Writing in The Buff and check out book-jacket blurbs designed to capture our attention. 
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And many thanks to Sandra Davies for the great photo!
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Friday, June 10, 2011

My First Book Blurb Friday!

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If Only
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Jane raced down the lane, too frightened to scream, whimpering only when her foot slid on a can and sent her crashing to the ground. For a moment she was unable to breathe. Panic clogged her throat, pain tearing outward from her bloody knees, now deeply pierced with gravel.

If she could only rest a bit…

From behind came the sound of footsteps approaching. Jane rose frantically, her mangled legs buckling in protest.

If she could only reach the end of the lane…

Up ahead, headlights blazed on with a startling brilliance that sent her stumbling to her knees once more.

If only Jane knew her life would never be the same again after this night, if she can only live through the night.
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In her latest thriller, author Lynn Wright keeps us breathless from first page to last. Read it only if you’re prepared to keep looking over you shoulder…
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(150 words)

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I believe novels like this work because there is a core of fear in each of us that defies reason and never completely dies. Although I have read many such books, this is the first blurb I’ve written and my first attempt at Lisa’s BBF. Now that I see how much fun it is, I’m wondering what took me so long to join!
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For more blurbs designed to lure one into a book based on a photo prompt using only 150 words, do check out Book Blurb Friday at Writing in the Buff…and thanks to Lisa's son Joe for this weeks great picture!

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