Monday, April 16, 2018

Blogging A to Z: NEW Lizzie Borden, #Zombie Hunter 2 - #horror

Today is the Letter N for the A to Z Blogging Challenge
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* It sounded like fun to include a sneak peek of The First 7 Lines of my upcoming releases! Because of how my chapters are set up with headers, I'm only counting the first paragraphs for this.

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Lizzie Borden, Zombie Hunter by C.A. Verstraete 
NEW second edition & new cover coming!




Excerpt:

Chapter One

Q. You saw his face covered with blood?
A. Yes, sir.
Q. Did you see his eyeball hanging out?
A. No, sir.
Q. Did you see the gashes where his face was laid open?
A. No, sir.
—Lizzie Borden at inquest, August 9-11, 1892, Fall River Courtroom

August 4, 1892
   
 Lizzie Borden drained the rest of her tea, set down her cup, and listened to the sound of furniture moving upstairs. My, my, for only ten o’clock in the morning my stepmother is certainly energetic. Housecleaning, already?
    THUMP.
    For a moment, Lizzie forgot her plans to go shopping downtown. THUMP. There it went again. It sounded like her stepmother was rearranging the whole room. She paused at the bottom stair, her concern growing, when she heard another thump and then, the oddest of sounds—a moan. 

New! The sequel: Lizzie Borden, Zombie Hunter 2: (Title to be announced!)  by C.A. Verstraete

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NOTE: Yes, you can read it alone, but there are spoilers if you haven't read the first book!

Excerpt:  
Chapter One 

“We pray thee that innocence may be revealed and guilt exposed…”
—The Rev. M.C. Julien, opening prayer
Trial of Lizzie Borden, June 5, 1893

Fall River, Massachusetts—October, 1893

Lizzie Borden sprang awake, startled by a sound she never expected, or wanted to hear again—a low, eerie keen that made her skin crawl and the long, straight hairs on her neck curl up into tight ringlets.
“No, no!” She jumped out of bed and ran to the window, her heart pounding in fear. “Please, don’t let it be!”
     The chaotic scene on the street below filled her with disbelief and horror. No matter which direction she looked, she saw pure evil—groups of the undead she’d truly thought were gone forever. 
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